Teardrop Camping Diaries Day 3

Cape Sebastian For The Night

– Day Three –

We spent the day in Cape Sebastian, a strange and wondrous patch of land along the Oregon coastline about seven miles south of Gold Beach. The cape is covered in a deep spruce forest and flanked by sandy beaches with rocky waters for miles. The cape itself is steeped in early Spanish history, named for Saint Sebastian in 1603 by the navigator Sebastian Vizcaino. Standing over the panoramic views, with the mountains to the north and the lighthouse in the distant south, I felt intense inspiration and calmness from the scene.

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You can hike the trail from the parking lot down to the beach and back, with lots of interesting flora and fauna along the way. On our hike, I could hear the hummingbirds buzzing around and a couple of woodpeckers knocking in the trees. Many people come here simply for the views, but some come to enjoy fishing, viewing the wildlife and marine mammals, and bird watching. Driving this stretch of Highway 101 along the coast also offers several great places to stop and see the many different views. Each area offers something different. Some of the pull offs have larger parking areas with restrooms available and places to sit and have lunch, while others are smaller gravel areas so you can stop for photographs.

There was some light rain in the late afternoon as we finally made our way south from the park to our next campsite. The Oregon coast is known for having rain through most of the year, with the summer months bringing the best chance for clear and bright days. But I don’t mind the overcast sky, and even the light sprinkle of rain. I think it makes the world seem more alive. With the teardrop trailer gliding along behind me on the highway, I followed behind the caravan. We had become a group of six vehicles, after two more couples had joined us for the next three stops on our journey. It took just over an hour to make it to our camping spot.

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The sun was just beginning to make its decent on the horizon, and the sky was filled with heavy pink and purple clouds. We knew a storm was rolling in and the rain was going to continue, as the forecast on the radio warned, so everyone made their campsites as quickly as they could. I helped two of my friends assemble their small dome tents, and we finished just as the rain began to really fall. I said my goodbye and ran back to my teardrop trailer behind their jealous eyes. Thankfully, I also have a small awning outstretched to keep it from getting too muddy at the door. I made sure to take off my shoes and dry off my dog before we hopped in to get warm and comfortable for the evening. In the small cabinet at the foot of the bed, I keep a fresh set of clothes and pajamas, some drinks and snacks in a small cooler, and a couple of books. The rain may keep us from enjoying the night outside, but I ‘m happy to settle in quietly and catch up on my reading. Tomorrow, we’re on the road again, and heading down to the California border!