I know I’m not the only one who feels this way, but there’s something about the ocean – the waves, the sand, the wide-open views, the dramatic weather, the daily treasure hunt at low tide.
I’ve seen my share of oceans and coasts and definitely have my favorites – puerto vallara, singing beach and martha’s vineyard just to name a few.
But there’s something about the Oregon Coast that penetrates my soul – kind of like a first love. I guess that’s what this coast is for me – the one I fell in love with first. I spent weekends, spring breaks and whole summers at the Oregon coast, but since moving back I’ve only visited once or twice. Tragic really and something I plan to remedy.
I started with Gearhart, a small town on the northern Oregon coast, where I spent a recent weekend with a bunch of friends at a beautiful historic home perched next to the dunes. I could have stayed for another week or month, but even those few days made me fall in love all over again.