Beverly Beach State Park

Misty and Rainy! We arrived here with high hopes because this state park is on the beach. Too bad it was way overcast and cold. Rather than wearing bathing suits I was wearing Uggs, sweatpants and a hoodie and I still felt a bit chilly. The beach was pretty although it was not sunny. The bluffs along the West Coast are awesome and I love to look at them. The foggy air almost made the bluffs seem more majestic in a way. The coolest thing about this beach was that a river trickled directly into the ocean. Know we all know it happens because most water finds its way to an ocean but how often do you see the direct action of it. Usually the river will flow into a bay or sound etc. Here there was a stream that ran down the rocky beach and met the waves. There was construction going on at the beach access a bridge overhead so the scenery was obstructed with bright orange mesh. The construction was also awesome at 6 am the next morning – and by awesome I mean the opposite of awesome. Well this is where I was getting really sick. I had in hand a box of tissue and the cold foggy mist was too much for me. The rain-fly was already wet so I took it into the bathroom and dried it with one of those hand blowers. It was not as efficient as I thought but it worked and this made a big difference. We climbed into the tent before sundown and decided to try and go to sleep as soon as we could. We definitely had the rain fly on here and it is a good thing too because not only did it mist but it rained on and off all night. At this point I was so congested and miserable that I did not even want to move. But I did not want to stay in the drafty tent either so moving was the decision. I decided not to take a shower here because I did not feel really dirty and I thought being wet and cold in the damp foggy Oregon outside would do more harm than good. We did try to dry the tent in the bathroom. Imagine the two of us holding up pieces of the tent bag and rain-fly under the hand dryer. I think we looked strange but I think our stuff was dry. The best thing that happened to us while we were here was a little boy who was walking back from the bathroom with his dad got really excited when he saw my Cookie Monster hoodie and stopped me to talk to me about Cookie Monster. He wanted to know if I liked Cookie Monster and if I had seen the movie. Then he showed me his cookie monster impersonation. Which was just him flailing his arms about and occasionally pulling them in towards his mouth while screaming in the deepest voice a three or four year old can muster while saying cookie – ahh – ohh –cookie – mmm – cookie – I want cookie – ahhhh. Then he turned around. Brad and I were a bit stunned and we couldn’t help but to laugh because it was the best/cutest thing that has happened to us in a while. Then I looked back for some reason and saw him walking backwards. As soon as our eyes met he did the Cookie Monster again and it was just as funny as the first time. This kid thought I was cool for having an old hoodie and I definitely think he was super cool for impersonating a big blue monster that eats cookies. Speaking of the Cookie Monster are you aware that they changed him to the Carrot Monster. I suppose this is in response to childhood obesity. I think Childhood obesity is a really important and tragic issue but come on it is not the Cookie Monster's fault. Sesame Street has been around for a long time and all children from the 70’s were not super sized. Maybe we should look at things like poverty and fast food nation and recess and gym in school being optional. It is not the Cookie Monster’s fault and the Carrot Monster is lame. I like carrots but seriously how exciting are they. I hate that change and I boycott it. Long live the Cookie Monster!
Being as sniffly and head achy as I was we decided that sleeping outside in most likely another cold and wet destination was probably not a good idea. This is how Mt. St. Helen’s was scratched from our plans. I am a little sad about this but again I am glad to not be camping while sickly. Instead we are going to book it up to Seattle and crash on Susanne’s floor a day early. This way we will be inside and hopefully I will get better and be able to start enjoying the trip again. Not that I am not necessarily enjoying it but it is hard to have a really good time while you are sick.

Sorry there are no photos here but I was sick.