Today, Aug. 1, 2016 is the anniversary of our wedding day, 46 years ago. We were just babes but we knew what we wanted. It has been a wonderful ride!
Since today is our last day here we had to take care of all the necessary packing up jobs, but managed to make a little time for a final trip to the beach and a nice dinner at the Alloro Wine Bar.
|The Beach! I thinks I see the beach!|
|I loves the wind in my face!|
|part poodle, part mountain goat!|
|the core of a concretion|
On our drive on the beach, south of Whiskey Run, we came upon a 3/4 ton pickup truck stuck dead in the windswept sand. Five people and two dogs were waiting for someone to come along and help. Why they tried to drive in the soft drifts instead of the hard wet sand we never found out. I guess you can't fix stupid.....
Dave had a tow strap so he agreed to try to help them out of their spot. He didn't have much enthusiasm, however, because of the way they were stuck, their position in the dune above us and the waves breaking in front of us. All five of them piled back into their truck as our jeep tightened the strap and started to pull.
Dave's instincts were correct and the truck didn't budge. We didn't want to dig ourselves into the sand along with them so we wished them well and continued on our way. They said they had called someone and were hoping to be rescued soon. We wondered who would come, a tow truck on the beach, a tractor?
Tomorrow we move inland to Valley of the Rogue State Park between Grants Pass and Medford, Oregon.