I was so miserable this morning that I quickly broke camp and took off without breakfast - rushing to locate a restaurant to treat myself to a proper fry-up. Again the mist was blocking the sun’s rays. I discovered earlier that Cape Look Out was in the middle of the US’s only rain forest. Who knew?
After a steep climb I found myself in the strangest landscape: sand dunes amongst fir trees…on top of a cliff. A retired Swiss couple flagged me down to ask me if I wanted a Coke (I later met them two more times).
After the sand dunes, I encountered my first hiker: a woman carrying a pack taller than she was. She too was on her 6th journey day (from Newport to Seattle).
I finally made it to Pacific City and had a wicked breakfast at the Pelican Pub and Brewery. I could have done with some of their award winning beer. This was also the second place I met the Swiss couple. They gave me a Lindt Cresta Classic chocolate bar, which they claimed was “special”.
More hills (one with a 4 km/ 2.5 mile slope on which I reached 58 km / 36 mph) and more stunning views. Bikers are giving me the horizontal peace sign salute reserved for their own. It is hard to look like a badass when the fabric you are wearing contains a percentage of lycra; hey at least I don’t look like a member of the Village People.
I found an internet café in Lincoln City and bumped into the Swiss couple as I approached it. I may need to look into obtaining a restraining order.
A couple of hours later I pulled into Beverly Beach State Park and paid $30 dollars for a yurt. I walked to the beach and reveled at the thought that in 4 more days I will reach California, and it will still only be half of the journey.
Wildlife count: 5 ospreys – dark birds with five-foot wingspans.
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