Put our name on a couple waiting lists, made a reservation at a very busy, family park in Smith River, CA, and then just before we launched I found a spot I liked better along the Chetco River in Brookings. Cancelled the first reservation and booked four nights at At River's Edge RV Park.
|The quiet mountain side|
We spent most of our time at the water. There's a lot of variety with the harbor, state beach, and three large rivers all within a few miles.
Harris Beach is one of those post card places you can't believe you're actually seeing with your own eyes. The fog moved in and out over the rocks and haystacks and the driftwood made natural sculptures along the water. We took a short hike through one of the many small cliff areas to a tide pool fed between two huge rocks. Can't believe this is our life.
You'd think I'd learn to listen to my "self" by this age, but once again I ignored and regretted it later. On our way back to the parking lot there was a familiar looking woman talking with some folks at one of the over-looks. I told Bill "She looks like Judy who's blog I sometimes read." But I didn't ask her, just returned to the car. Of course when I opened her blog back at the rig the opening photo was Harris Beach! I should be sore from kicking myself!!
When I was here with the BFF we looked at a couple properties for sale, very different from each other, and I wanted to see if I could find them this time. Figured it was a fun way to show Bill some of the local area.
On our way out of the park a doe and her young fawn jumped out of the bush and loped along the side of the road for several yards just ahead of us. We kept back and just enjoyed their beauty for the brief encounter.
While looking for the property on the Chetco River we found a small access road and drove the Jeep out to see if we could find any fish. No fish, but a pretty spot along the water. And more deer :-)
|Looking back at me|
|Mom and a couple teenagers|
All the RV parks and motels are full for the holiday weekend and we knew the harbor would be packed at night for the annual fireworks display. Instead, we went early, enjoyed a couple fresh fish tacos, strolled the vendor tents, and listened to the live music.
|Good turn out for the little town|
|Brookings Harbor Marina|
|This looked like so much fun :-)|
|Happy 4th of July!|
|Nature's fireworks from our front yard|
It's a good thing we have the Jeep - it gets us down to the water's edge that is now very far from the roads that used to be the river's border. We bumped and bounced and scraped through the brush to find a beautiful, perfect fishing spot. It even had some fish! Perfect, cloudy weather, and not another person in sight, it was a lovely place to spend the morning. Alas it was all fishing and no catching, but we had a wonderful time.
|Not as smooth as it looks|
|"I'm good, you guys go walk on all those rocks"|
|Crissey Field Visitors' Center|