Back to Lost Creek where I had been yesterday.  Yes – they are clam fossils I found yesterday.  So I am back today in the rain and wind looking for more.  And I found more.  Double eureka.

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Last night my fellow docent Ann visited and we talked about were fossils can be found northward.   Today not being a work day, it was time to go explore.  The Lost Creek way side; south of Newport, was my destination today.   The dogs and I ventured to the beach and started looking.  The beach had a gentle sandy slope away from a small bluff, with the mudstone bluff being the potential source of the fossils.  The looking was sparse today with much of the rocks buried under sand.  But the location was ideal for me because with a bluff to walk along I didn’t have to keep an eye on my wander lust dog Sadie.  She had no place to wander but the beach.  I think I may have found two clam fossils.

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It rained the entire time we were at the lighthouse today so we were hanging out in one of the old oil houses.  An oil house is where they stored the kerosene that was used to fuel the light before electricity.  Not luxury accommodations but in the oil house we are out of the wind and rain and have heat.

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Today is Sadie’s 14^th birthday and she is still living life to its fullest.  This morning she spent it running on the beach like a fool.  Today’s post celebrates Sadie.

Sadie as a puppy

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Another walk on the beach this morning with the dogs looking for agates.  Sandy and her mom were there again today.  I found two more agates and some interesting rocks that I decided were keepers.

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I was out on the beach this morning.  Low tide and dogs = fun.  I came upon a woman playing with her young dog while looking for agates.

Sandy.  Friendly beach dog

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The weather forecast today was for rain; not showers, and the meteorologists were spot on accurate.  It rained without stopping throughout the day.  The clatter of the rain on the trailer roof was continually present.  The small droplets result in a high tin type sound.  The drips from the pine trees are larger with a deeper sound.  A gust of wind would provide an outburst of drips overwhelming the sound of the small rain droplets.  The drumming sound of intense rain came and went as a reminder that the rain will not stop.  And at times the rain was frantic and knocked on the windows.

Plans for exploring were set aside.  I visited the local library and discovered I was not alone thinking that the library was a perfect hang-out for the day.  The parking lot was full when I arrived.

I also discovered that rain is hard to photograph.  A picture of the bridge at Heceta will need to suffice for showing rain.

This day off from work I spent with friends Ron and Debbie.  Like Jan and Mary they too are staying at the bed and breakfast.  After I gave them a tour of the lighthouse and we drove north and saw the sights.

We made a quick stop at the devil’s churn.  Jumped out of the car, walked to the view point and saw the churn.  Fun and simply.   A nice lady interrupted us to suggest a sightseeing stop for us.  She described a stone shelter above us.  After a windy drive up the hill through the forest we reach the top knoll and view point.  We laughed:  clouds were racing by, the wind was howling, it was raining sideways.  We wondered if we could even see the ocean directly below.  Ron jumped out of the car to give Debbie and I a report before we ventured out.  He came back and grabbed his camera gear, told us we could see the ocean and said he was heading off to see the stone shelter.  Debbie and I ventured out to see the sight, looked around briefly and headed back to the comfort of the car.  We hoped we didn’t have to go searching for Ron and he would return.  And he did return with photos of the shelter.  I’m sure the photos are as good as seeing it in person.

Some people reading this blog may have noticed I skipped this day.  I wanted to take some pictures, I didn’t like what I wrote, and thought I would fix it soon.  Instead of doing all above, nothing happened.  But the month is ending soon, so no more procrastination.

With three of us working this Sunday there was time to sit and observe the visitors.  I noticed a couple that was staying at the view point much longer than usual.  A young couple in their late 20’s.  Chatting away, not taking pictures or interested in a tour, and not looking out at the ocean. Just simply engaged in an enjoyable conversation between themselves.  It was that kind of chatting where silence is not comfortable.  A chatting that is continuously happy.  I realized it was a first date.

They chatted away.  It was a windy day and we were bundled up, yet neither of them had a coat.  They must have been getting cold.  We went in and out of the lighthouse giving tours and they stayed at the view point.  When we left for the day, they were still there.  He had his arm around her.