Geotrippin’ Parte the – Oh, Crap, I Forgot Cape Blanco!


Going through photos for the next installment, I realized I neglected to mention the stop by the fastest-rising most-westernest bit of the Oregon Coast on Day the Seconde*. Sorry bout that. Here ’tis:

Moi at Cape Blanco. Image credit Lockwood DeWitt.

Moi at Cape Blanco. Image credit Lockwood DeWitt.

Those holes I’m staring at are places where birds live, carved into this very soft sandstone and conglomerate. That’s at the top of the Cape – the underneath parts are made of sterner stuff. B and I might hike the whole thing someday, given half a chance – he’s the sort of person who looks at the elevation diagrams for various hikes and thinks we should try the challenging ones. I’ll turn him loose on the Oregon Coast and see how much up-and-down it takes before he hollers uncle like Lockwood and I did last March. This up-and-down will be awesome, though, because it’s some of the oldest rock in Oregon. I’ll happily induce suffering in my leg muscles for a closer look.

We found a nice outcrop of some of it that wasn’t inside park boundaries and went after it with hammers. But not the whole time. There was a good bit of staring into a nice serene valley and going “Aww, pretty!”

Moi gazing at lovely little valley. Image credit Lockwood DeWitt.

Moi gazing at lovely little valley. Image credit Lockwood DeWitt.

Right. So that was Cape Blanco. Back to normal chronology…

 

*For those wondering: I’ve been doing the “Parte the…” thing long before encountering Comrade PhysioProffe and his eccentric spelling habits. I just like faux Olde Englishe sometimes. It amuses me.

Comments

  1. Trebuchet says

    No lighthouse? Oh wait, you already posted that!

    Cape Blanco was one of the windiest places I’ve been. You can tell it from the trees near the lighthouse, all fantastical shapes. At least that meant it wasn’t foggy, like many of the other lighthouses we visited. We were within half a mile of one, out on a little island, and never saw it.

  2. Karen Locke says

    I’ve been to Cape Blanco, and you left out the part about the gorgeous beach with the geologist-inviting cliff that’s south of the lighthouse. I loved it. Husband got cold and grumpy.

  3. rq says

    I’ve been doing the “Parte the…” thing long before encountering Comrade PhysioProffe and his eccentric spelling habits.

    I knew that. :)