After confirming we could not get the Ducks game at the Caboose, we headed up the road. We tried out a few campgrounds along the way. A state park which SAID there were "limited RV spots" and an "RV turnaround". Whooee - we were thankful we did not have the Caboose with us - we didn't even see a spot where a very small trailer or Class C could have parked. It was good to know now. The other park was the Beachfront RV Park in Brookings-Harbor. There are actually about five clustered around the public access beach. The Beachfront RV Park is a giant parking lot, with laundry, showers and a store, right on the beach. We need to start doing some research for parks or campgrounds up 101.What's not to love about an 82* day at the beach?????
We watched fishing boats trawl the harbor and bigger ships return from a day at sea.
|Go Coast Guard!|
We avoided the taffy, fudge and hot dogs, although when at the beach one MUST find a fish and chip joint - which we did.
Following the highway signs brought us next to Chetco Point. I'll admit, it didn't look promising - a path beside and behind a sewer treatment plant. Looks were deceiving in this instance. My ankle wasn't up to much more hiking or climbing rocks - so I found a nice bench with an ocean view and watched people, birds, dogs, and the ocean. Here are some photos from the rest of the family's adventure.
Note - once outside of the Redwood basin, I had cell reception which explains the replies to texts during the afternoon and the cessation of texts once again. Email or FB is going to the best way to reach us while we're here - or call Nolan's Trac Phone - it seems to get good reception wherever we are.