Walking the Oregon Coast Trail, Day 13

Waldport (hotel) to Beverly Beach State Park (Newport) (actual date Thursday 6/5/14) I woke up confused.  My skin felt swollen and dry.  I stayed up too late drying things out and getting laundry done.  I didn’t want to watch TV and there wasn’t anything on anyhow.  But still I incessantly flipped channels.  I reminded me of my dad when we first got cable back in … Continue reading Walking the Oregon Coast Trail, Day 13

Walking the Oregon Coast Trail, Day 12

Carl Washburne State Park to Waldport (actual date Wednesday 6/4/14) In this morning’s dream I stumble upon a box filled with various treasures – gold coins and collectible bills, antiques with rusty edges, records in worn sleeves, a new pair of trail running shoes.  I can take whatever I want.  But I leave with nothing from the lot.  I don’t have room for anything else … Continue reading Walking the Oregon Coast Trail, Day 12

Walking the Oregon Coast Trail, Day 11

Jessie Honeyman State Park to Carl Washburne State Park, near Florence (actual date Tuesday 6/3/14) In my reoccurring dream, I try so hard to keep up with a man walking ahead of me, but it’s impossible.  The small shine of his white hair moves farther and farther away until it is a flashlight on a distant island, dancing around as if illuminating shells that lay … Continue reading Walking the Oregon Coast Trail, Day 11

Walking the Oregon Coast Trail, Day 10

William Tugman State Park to Jessie Honeyman State Park (actual date Monday 6/2/14) In the morning I sing the praises of bug repellent.  Giant mosquitoes hover and hum as if debating the safety of a clumsy landing.  I’ve never seen a swarm of bees yet I imagine this is what it’s like to encounter one, albeit one in slow-motion.  The thick cloud hums like a … Continue reading Walking the Oregon Coast Trail, Day 10

Walking the Oregon Coast Trail, Day 9

North Bend (Quality Inn) to William Tugman State Park (actual date Sunday 6/1/14) At the free breakfast, folks silently weaved through each other while waiting for the make-your-own waffle machine to beep.  They stacked danish, toast, and too much of every other tasteless option on their styrofoam plates while their eyes trained on the sort of TV news channel where anchors and correspondents yell at … Continue reading Walking the Oregon Coast Trail, Day 9