Ft. Stevens SP, 28 mile jump
Breaking camp after seven days in this historic park, we stopped back at the Salt Pub in order to get a view of the harbor in the daylight. And, we needed to kill some time so that we would arrive in the next park near check in time. After a coffee and tomato juice, we went out on the docks to see the boats, but the cool wind chased us back to the truck.
After 43 days and 3942 miles in the state of Washington, we crossed the Astoria bridge into Oregon reaching the Ft. Stevens State Park on the Clatsop Spit, 13 miles later. It is a huge park having 476 RV sites! Our chosen site was flat, remote from other campers (at least for now), and out from the dense trees. We are feeling a bit water logged and hope if the sun shines, it might dry us out a bit. It had not rained yet then, but started by late afternoon.
The south jetty the Columbia River; the Pacific is on the left.
Looking across the Columbia River at Cape Disappointment.
We listened to the Seahawks get beat, or beat themselves, called mom and listened to NPR. After hearing the weather forecast, we decided to move south on Tuesday to avoid the incoming cold front. Tomorrow we hope to see the replica native American longhouse, the wreck of the Peter Iredale, an English sailing ship that ran aground in a storm in 1906, and Ft. Clatsop, a replica of the building built by Lewis and Clark as winter quarters in 1805.
My amazing companion is at this moment boiling turkey carcass, preparing to make turkey and dumplings for dinner!