It is hard but we feel that we must keep moving on, it would be nice to stay in Yachats but given the isolated location, as a potential place to live it just doesn’t work for us (for now). We know that Lydia and Volker might love this place because of the rugged landscape and the roaring waves; there is even a bay by the name of ‘Devil’s Churn’. We leave the great view of the wild Pacific and head north on 101. We stop to tank up before we set off on our 270 mile journey in Oregon State as their tax rate is lower. Unfortunately our fuel gauge seems to be malfunctioning so it seems that we are still running on empty. Something in the gauge must be clogged but the reading eventually adjusts after about 20 minutes.
Oregon appears to be a nanny state – not allowed to pump your own gas (one of only two states that don’t trust their people to pour liquid) and the speed limits are ridiculously low, some towns as slow as 20 miles – haven’t they heard of bypasses? And the thing is people always obey them!
Lunch stop is Tillamook, the home of the best cheddar cheese in the US and a museum for the airship U-boat hunters of WW2. A difficult choice so we choose cheese.
We cross the wide Columbia river and enter Washington state bypassing the historic town of Astoria, the oldest in the western US – something to do with Lewis and Clark apparently. As we move further north the skies become lower and greyer, Mark is getting unhappy as Washington is a potential place to live and he hates grey weather.
All in all a dreary boring driving day of nearly 7 hours – maybe we are all getting down because we realise that we are getting closer to the end of our odyssey.
We finally arrive at Ocean Shores, a town that was in its heyday during the 1960’s, we have chosen it because it is on the coast – not that we have seen enough of the coast recently. We check into the condo and leave immediately for my beach run while there is still light. We drive directly on to the sand and it is massive, shame about the cars driving up and down the beach.