A short video of one of the blessing dances at Cape Lookout State Park on June 30th:
Archive for ‘Observations’
Halfway to Somewhere
I may not know where I am going but at least I now know that I am halfway to somewhere.

Lincoln City, Oregon 2018
Heceta Head Lighthouse
I zoomed down to tour Heceta Head Lighthouse before it closed for renovations (it hadn’t yet opened for the season when I visited the area in early May). There were many similarities with both the Cape Meares and Yaquina Head lighthouses which I also toured recently.
The standout feature for Heceta Head is that the assistant lightkeeper’s house is still intact (the head lightkeeper’s house was demolished in 1940 when the light was automated). Each lighthouse required a crew of three; a head lightkeeper and two assistants. The head lightkeeper lived with his family in one house while the assistants lived in a house of the same size that was divided into a duplex. The lighthouse, residences, and storage buildings comprised the light station.
The Heceta House (as it is now known) operates as a B&B wouldn’t it be lovely to stay there someday? And then I checked the price, yikes! Ah well, visiting for the day was still enjoyable (and definitely closer to my price range).
Poetry of the Pacific
Instead of describing my beach, I offer Pablo Neruda’s description from his poem, The Sand. Though he was writing about his beach near his home, Isla Negra, in Chile there are many similarities to mine up here in Oregon. Though we are separated by five decades and over 6,000 miles, we share the Pacific Ocean.
“Everyone walks across the sandy shore and crouches, searching, picking through the sand, to such an extent that someone called this coast “the Island of Lost Things.”
The ocean is an incessant provider of half-rotted planks, balls of green glass or cork floats, fragments of bottles ennobled by rough seas, detritus of crab shells, conch shells, limpets, objects that have eaten away, aged by pressure and insistence…”

Pacific Ocean Sunset, Lincoln City, Oregon 2018
Pacific Pacific
Mesmerizing…
Alder House Glassblowing
A mizzly afternoon seemed like a fine time to watch an artisan ply his craft so I drove over to The Alder House. The studio sits in a wild meadow on the southern edge of the Siletz Bay National Wildlife Refuge. It seems an inspiring place to create art as there is beauty both inside and outside the building.
The day of my visit Treasure was the glassblower on duty, capably assisted by his wife Michelle. Both were welcoming and patient with my barrage of questions. (Hey, in my defense, I’m a very curious person.) I was so captivated by the transformation of molten blobs of glass that I stayed to watch multiple pieces.
Glassblowing has been a big part of Lincoln City for decades (The Alder House opened in 1971). I imagine in the early years some of the glass art was inspired by the Japanese glass fishing floats that washed ashore. The North Lincoln County Historical Museum has a huge display of glass floats of all sizes that were found on local beaches.
The Japanese glass floats are highly prized by collectors but are rarely found any more since most floats are now made of other materials, like plastic. Some coastal towns have cashed in on the craze by placing locally-made glass floats on their beaches. Lincoln City has elevated the concept with their Finders Keepers campaign; during winter and spring they place around 3,000 colorful orbs on the beaches.
The last drop for the season was Memorial Day weekend, so I’ll have to wait until mid-October for my chance to find one. Perhaps I’ll find one made by Treasure, since he’s one of several local glassblowers that create the orbs for the city. A glass float by Treasure would be something to treasure!
Cape Meares Daytrip
A few weeks back I scratched my itch to wander by driving the Three Capes Scenic Route. This used to be branded as the Three Capes Loop but a section of road north of Cape Meares collapsed in a landslide in 2013 and ODOT doesn’t have the funds necessary to rebuild it. Thankfully, I have my memories from driving the route in years past.
Since I was heading up from the south, my first cape was Cape Kiwanda by Pacific City. Next up was Cape Lookout but before I reached it a small sign by the road announced that the Jacobsen Salt Company was open. Ever curious, I pulled in to check it out. In the small gift shop I learned that Ben Jacobsen started the company in 2011 by pumping up water from Netarts Bay at high tide.
As they proudly proclaim, they are the first salt works on the Oregon Coast since the Lewis and Clark expedition in 1805. There’s quite a bit of effort involved in reducing seawater to fluffy, white flakes. In the early days of civilization, salt was a precious commodity and if you’d like a fascinating, in-depth look at this mineral that we keep on our tables I highly recommend reading Salt by Mark Kurlanksy.
My last stop was the lighthouse at the Cape Meares Scenic State Viewpoint. Though decommissioned in 1963, the lighthouse (built in 1889) has been carefully restored. The lighthouse’s revolving Fresnel lens produced a specific “characteristic“: 30 seconds of white light followed by a five second red flash. On good nights, the light could be seen 21 nautical miles away.
It was warm up by the lens during my tour courtesy of a sunny afternoon, imagine the intense heat back when the light was powered by burning oil! Overall, it was a lovely way to spend a day.
Wordnesday
Psithurism: noun, The sound of the wind through the trees.
It was windy out here on the Oregon Coast yesterday. The sand skimmed along the beach in its hurry to move south. Blustery days like that I prefer to stroll through the woods; not only am I protected from the gusts but I am treated to a symphony as the air rustles the leaves and needles above.

Wordnesday
Thalassophile: noun, lover of the sea or ocean.
Pacific Ocean, Lincoln City, Oregon May 2018
La Luna
Speaking of the moon reminded me of La Luna, a Pixar short from 2011. I love this sweet story and I think you’ll enjoy it, too.
