Oregon

Lately I've been thinking a lot about last summer, when we traveled up the west coast, camping in spectacular spots along the way.

We've done the trip before, a couple of times, in our 7-1/2 years on the road, but we didn't have our digital camera until 2006. And photos of photos just would not do justice to a scene like this:

This is the Oregon coast, where we arrived when we drove north out of California. As one does.

We call this series Oregon Blue. For obvious reasons.

Dreamland also works.

The Oregon coast has got it all: Horizon,

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Shimmery water,

Big craggy rocks and birds,

and pelicans.

Scroll through these next photos really quickly:

As gorgeous as the Oregon coast was, we decided it was time to head east . . .

So we took one last look at the Mighty Pacific . . .

And headed inland along the Rogue River.

The Rogue River looks exactly like what any self-respecting Oregon river should look like.

Camping in southwest Oregon is plentiful, cheap and beautiful.

This is Foster Bar, near Agness Oregon. One of the many many perks of having Mistah around is he goes off with the camera . . .

. . . and comes back with shots like this . . .

. . . and this.

Really, Oregon is just ridiculously beautiful at every turn.

Ol' Westy took us right over Grants Pass . . .

And we had a picnic on the Klamath River on the other side.

I have a thing for nature shots with barb wire.

Our campsite at Drews Creek was one of the best we have ever had: running water, toilet, picnic table, fire ring . . . free.

And lots of subject matter for Mistah.

We left the coast and mountains of Oregon behind us, and headed east into its flatlands.

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Stay tuned . . .