Cannon Beach Pix

Following this morning’s recap of our weekend, mostly centered around the Cannon Beach trip, here’s a sampling of pix.

Every time we go to Seaside or Cannon Beach, our first stop is always Mo’s for this lunch. Crab louie, shrimp-and-bean salad, and clam chowder. It’s unpretentious and certainly not the finest dining to be found in the area, but I’ve been going to Mo’s every time I visit the beach since I was a little squirt, so it satisfies some primal something-or-other.

Incidentally, photographic trickery has been used to disguise the reality that Lena’s crab louie is ENORMOUS, as in more than twice the size of my dainty little salad.

Lunch at Mo's (Arch Cape)

Our hotel had this charming little courtyard and it made a fella want to strip off and take a little dash through the fountain. Problem: fountain wasn’t big enough.

Inn at Haystack Rock courtyard

At the beach, everything looks like an insane person did the interior decorating. If you had furniture like this in the city people would avoid ever visiting your house, and if they ever accidentally saw it they’d probably try to avoid meeting you even on neutral ground. But near the ocean, it’s charming and makes you want to pick up a plastic bucket and go make a sand castle.

Whimsical beach decor

This isn’t a beautiful piece of photographic art or anything, but it proves we were about a block from the ocean. That’s the glowing white abyss at the end of this street!

One block to the beach

No, seriously… this place is really beautiful, like crazy beautiful!

Cannon Beach sunset #3

At the beach, everybody takes pictures of sunsets and Haystack Rock so I decided to show you what the rest of it looks like. This is “non-photogenic ordinary Oregon beachscape.”


When I said everybody takes pictures of Haystack Rock, I wasn’t kidding. Seriously.

Haystack Rock

There are lots of other cool rocks out in the water and nobody bothers taking pictures of them. These are some of the coolest rocks. I think the lighthouse in one of the Harry Potter movies is located on one of these. It’s hard to see the lighthouse in the picture.


I was totally kidding about the Harry Potter lighthouse.

Right at the edge of town there’s this nice, pastoral scene like something in Ireland. It makes me want to hunt a goose for dinner, or possibly take up peat farming.


Sometimes the tide uncovers these little estuaries and a temporary ecosystem happens. These birds are saying “Holy crap, there are anemones here and I’m eating three. There’s plenty for everybody, no shoving!” Then the tide covers it back up and it’s underwater for a while, and these seagulls have to swarm the tourists in the park and beg for little pieces of donut.


We rented these little 3-wheeled bikes called “Funcycles.” They’re like a Big Wheel for grown-ups and it was actually tremendous fun to haul ass down the beach on these things. Though most of the people we saw renting these things just sat still and took pictures of each other after they rode slowly for ninety seconds and got all out of breath. We zoomed seven miles down the beach to where it dead-ended, and back again.


If you go far enough, you start to see the landscape change. Way down south of Arch Cape (which is south of Cannon Beach) the cliff tops are no longer developed with $3 million houses. This is how I remember the beach cliffs looking when I was a kid.


… and …


When the Cannon Beach trip was over we drove south, through Manzanita and Rockaway Beach, and in places Hwy 101 rose way up high and revealed cool vistas.


Then we stopped in Tillamook and went on a tour of the Tillamook Cheese Factory, from which I live-posted some pix to my Facebook.


Those posts included references to Burgess Meredith (“Don’t forget the cheese” commercials) as well as the timeless quip, “don’t cut yourself on that cheese — it’s sharp!”


Aaaaaand… vacation over!

Cannon Beach Report

Just emerged from a busy stretch, including a couple days getting ready to go out of town, three days in Cannon Beach, Oregon with my wife, and a transitional day after we returned.

I remember when I was a college kid, going out of town for a weekend involved 4 minutes of packing and about ten seconds of unpacking. Now I have things in my life arranged more carefully, and I pack more stuff. Certain books, the laptop and its charger, maybe manuscript printouts, even multiple pairs of shoes. When I was twenty, I traveled in the shoes I was wearing and that was all. Now I have shoes for running on the beach, shoes for hiking, shoes for walking around town and going out to eat.

Anyway, the trip is over and we had a great time in Cannon Beach, like always. It remains my favorite place that I can drive to in under two hours. I’ll probably assemble photos here soon.

I always think I’m going to have more time for reading and relaxing, but of course we end up being on the go a lot. We always do a lot more running, biking and walking than sitting still with a book.

Also lots of eating and drinking, which is one of the great things about the beach. Good old standby Mo’s for a crab louie and bean & shrimp salad, and clam chowder. Fultano’s for simple grub, pizza and spaghetti & meatballs. Great Mexican food at this brand new place, El Mariachi Loco. The Lumberyard for alfredo pasta with shrimp, and a steak and great big steins of frosty draft beer. The Fireside for veggie breakfast casserole, a half-older of halibut fish and chips, and this amazing gourmet mac-and-cheese with jalapenos. Please note: above recap involves food for two people. Also lots of espresso!

On the way home we went down 101 through Manzanita (and decided that’s our next beach destination — kind of a cool, more casual version of Cannon Beach) and Rockaway to Tillamook, where we toured the Tillamook Cheese Factory (which Lena said should be called the Tillamook Ice Cream Stand, since that’s where most of the zillion tourists were clustered). That’s a place worthy of a photoblog all its own.

Back home again we stopped for a family dinner to celebrate Lena’s birthday (she shares a DOB with one of my favorite insane people, H.P. Lovecraft), and yesterday I spent all day writing. I finished revisions on ‘The Long Tightrope’ (my Writers Weekend critique story), did some more work on ‘Out in the Water’ (that’s a working title, aka ‘that lake story’) and made a bunch of notes for this increasingly strange Hollow-Earth-Insane-Explorers-Find-Buddhist-Transcendence dark fantasy I’ll be drafting soon.