"We're on a road to nowhere..."
With the hustle and bustle of the last couple of weeks, I was feeling the need for an old fashioned Sunday drive. On a whim we packed ourselves into the car and headed out onto the open road. With just a hint of an agenda, "Go West!" We rolled along HWY 18 stopping for breakfast at a long time favorite joint. The best hash browns and freshly baked molasses toast you can imagine. From there we made our way to a new road. New to us I should say, considering the road we took was called Old Woods Road. Winding through coastal dairy country, passing Jerseys, Holsteins, and Guernsey cows on the small farms that dot the verdant green countryside. Many of these dairy farms are part of the Tillamook Dairy Cooperative.
The road brought us to the ocean, which was shining brilliantly under the sun. A bluebird sky and just enough wind to cast our kite into the air.
After our beach frolic, we pulled out the Atlas and looked for another new road to try. It's all part of the adventure you know, to travel the unknown; to discover something hidden; to be in no particular hurry and to really see what lies beyond. Our road took us through the tiny town of Beaver, Oregon. Don't be fooled by it's blink and you've missed it size; it has all the modern conveniences, such as one stop shopping...
We traveled the back roads through the deep dark enchanted woods next to The Nestucca River. We stopped to climb the bank down to the water's edge. Under stands of Maple and dappled sunlight we gazed into crystalline pools and secret waterfalls (oops, left the camera in the car). Little Nova said, "I wish we had our fishing poles." Indeed.
As we cleared the pass we came into the fertile valley of rolling hills and fields of bundled hay. Old barns and horses next to vineyards that grow that fickle beauty the pinot noir grape. Wine country! With a 4 year old aboard we thought it best to save the wine tasting for another trip. Soon, we found ourselves on the familiar road back home.
So, we visited farm, beach, woods, river, wine country and more. All this and we were home by 5:30 pm. With our bodies refreshed and our souls rejuvenated. Man, are we lucky or what? To live here and have the best of everything at our fingertips is a dream. How I love a good old fashioned Sunday drive!
and to you I say...
Go fly a kite!
8 comments:
Beautiful countryside. Sounds like the perfect day, makes me wistful... especially sitting here at my desk.
Thank you for taking me along.
WOW WOW WOW how great, Diane and I love to ride and get lost, the journey really is what its about... kinda like life huh. we miss the ocean though
like the song says " destination unknown"
darrin
It was a lovely day, it had been much too long since the last "Let's Go!" adventure.
Holy Cow d, did you just reference Missing Persons?
i loved your trip! i had to scroll back up and stare longingly at the ocean pic though- how i've missed it :(
great pics!!!
OK, I'll follow my SIL and daughter and say I loved your trip! I used to do a lot of that, but when Diane was a teenager anxious to get back to Atlanta from Savannah, she didn't appreciate my wandering!!! She was convinced I was lost.
I think it's time I got out of my new still packed apt. and wandered the Iowan countryside.
Nancy
Whoa...gorgeous! I might have to make molassas toast tomorrow morning. I jsut found your pirate pouch tutorial in the One Pretty Thing Flickr Pool. Thanks so much for adding it, it's so cute! I'll be linking to it in the Daily DIY. Enjoy the rest of your fantastic weather!
My family and I were driving back from a reunion in Rockaway and saw that store sign today. I had first seen the post before we left so when I saw the sign I thought of you and giggled to myself! hehehe Don't you just love the coast!! So relaxing and gorgeous!! Thanks for sharing your trip! :)
just had to come back to see the ocean again :)
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