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The photography blog of Victoria Bennett Beyer, featuring travel photographs from road trips across America and botanical photography of plants, flowers and leaves.
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Time for another throwback. This is one from Cannon Beach, Oregon. We took a shore break from the RV to stay at a hotel overlooking the beach. Every minute we weren’t on the sand, we were taking it all in from the balcony.
We stayed at the Cavendish Campground at Prince Edward Island National Park, which had easy access to the beach. My daughter and I went during the day to play, and had a great time exploring the iron-rich rocks at low tide. They were soft and ground easily, and we had fun making ‘paint’ and drawing designs with it on our bodies. She even painted my nails with it. We had a unique wildlife sighting, too, when a fox came down out of the dunes and sat on the beach for about 30 minutes, oblivious to the people who were observing.
I went back to the beach again, with my camera, for sunset. What I got instead was an impressive show as these clouds rolled in. They were headed directly for me, and for the campground which was behind me. I waited as long as I could - I was the last on the beach - and when I thought I was just ahead of the rain I ran back to my camper, which was probably a quarter of a mile away. As I came off the beach and looked both ways to cross the road, I saw the fox, doing the same. I figured my timing must be good if the fox was taking cover, too.
We spent a lovely few days at Robert Moses State Park, in New York. We had a huge campsite, with a nearly private beach. Wyle was delighted that there were kids in the next site over. They played at the beach together for days, staying up late since the sun sets so late this time of year. My grandpa was still with us for this part of the trip, and we really enjoyed chatting by the fire while enjoying the sunset over the St. Lawrence River.
We had our first good wildlife spotting here too, seeing a short-tailed weasel several times. The first time, it emerged from the bushes at the right of the photo to cross the sand, with a chipmunk in its mouth. Upon seeing me standing right there, it dropped the dead chipmunk. Then, deciding that was too important a meal to lose, it grabbed it and continued on its way to the bushes on the left. Pretty cool!
You can see the Quillayute town of La Push and the rocks of First Beach in the background.
We hit another Olympic National Park beach - Rialto Beach, on our next day. There are huge mounds of driftwood - and I mean entire tree-sized driftwood - along the parking area and pushed up against the edge of the forest. We saw some of that at Ruby Beach, but this just went on and on and on down the shore, as far as you can see.
We walked down to Hole-in-the-Wall, a huge stone arch surrounded by tide pools. Grandpa walked with me while Bri and W took off to get their feet wet (brrrrrrrr!). We all had a nice time, soaking up the sun and watching the birds and a seal feeding at the shoreline.
The view once you pass through Hole-in-the-Wall.
While these tide pools were not teeming with the volume of sea creatures we saw at Cannon Beach, there were still some to be found.
Driving up the Washington coast proved to be a much quieter experience than driving up the Oregon coast. There were quite simply fewer places to stop and less people, which was really nice. We had heard Ruby Beach was a must-see, and we were eager to park the RV and stretch our legs. The parking lot is above the beach, and looking down we assumed it was a strenuous hike, but really it was easy and we were down in no time.
Brian and W got right to wading along the shore. They eventually made it down to the large rocks and even found an arch.
My favorite part, however, was the huge collection of driftwood piled against the shore.
Though I did eventually look down and was entranced by the beautiful variety of stones that make up the beach.
