I fell asleep to rain; I woke up to rain. It went downhill from there.
I saw the “high wind” warning for gusts up to 50+ miles per hour. The warning was for 1pm on to the next morning. It was only 10am.
A hundred miles separated me from my next destination, a repeat visit to Seal Rock RV Cove (in between Newport and Yachats). I would be there by noon…….or so I thought, and beat the high winds.
Only 35 miles into my coast down the coast, the wind gusts started battering my RV. I said a silent prayer to the wind, Please don’t blow me into the ocean……
Both hands gripped the steering wheel like I was choking it. The winds, coming straight on, blew me to the right and left; I kept telling myself everything would be okay.
I passed through Depoe Bay where the ocean comes right up to the highway, separated only by the breakers. The waves were pitching up as high as my RV. People were crowded along the sidewalk marvelling at the waves.
Google maps said 47 miles to go, then 34, then 19 and then….finally, I was there. Safe and happy.
I threw on my Gortex parka and stepped out of the RV. The winds nearly took off the door. Unhooking the car went smoothly……praise be! Then I backed the RV into my spot, set up my electric, water and sewer lines, got the car parked, stepped into my little home, said a little prayer of thanks and made lunch: smoked salmon with cream cheese on an everything bagel.
Thankful I survived my hundred mile journey in a coastal winter storm ~
ps. And now for the Agates….(the last photo is the very first agate I found)