Where Fog Meets the Cape

by hopesfrenzy

During my junior year of college, my friends and I took a road trip down to Oregon, through McMinnville to the coast: Cape Lookout. We crashed at a friend’s house on our way down. I am always amazed at the beauty of the place that I live, so it was great to see how beautiful my friend’s grounds were. She owns this shed with the most unique roof tiles, which perfectly meshes with the deep greens of the hills and valleys around.

She also had a dog that we ran around with for a while in this field, and a white cat which cautiously explored the brush and fences on her property.

At Cape Lookout, we had a yurt on the beach, and explored the coast as night fell.  The cloud-covered sun offered some beautiful scenes that day walking along the Pacific coast in Oregon. And, just so you know, I wasn’t the one who stacked these rocks. I found them this way.

The next morning, we hiked the Cape Lookout trail to its promontory. I was stunned at the light fog sifting through the forests and the colors of the surf coming in. When we got to the end of the trail we could scan the horizons as far as the eye could see.

The mushroom with white spots has small pieces of debris: pieces of dirt, a blade of grass, a wood chip. The mushroom looks so sturdy, and it amazes me that something so beautiful (and probably so poisonous) emerges from under the dead leaves.

Camping with Caroline, Tasha and Peter
Location: McMinnville & Cape Lookout, Oregon, US

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