Oregon Coast

We've arrived at the Northwestern  most tip of the state at Fort Stevens, Oregon.  After spending three sunny warm days in Toutle, Washington visiting Terri's brother (Shan) and SIL (Beth) we drove 87 miles to the first of many state parks we will be in during the next two weeks.  We had hoped for warm weather but arrived to find a cool and cloudy Pacific coast.

A gray day at the ocean..... typical.

After getting settled in we drove to several beaches to see a mildly calm surf.  At least if it is going to be windy and cold we would hope for big surf and pounding waves.  Not today.

Terri's cold.  Normal.

We climbed to the top of an observation tower for a better view of "cold and windy", it was the same up there.

Fort Stevens small claim to fame was the attack and bombing by a Japanese submarine during WWII.  It was the first attack on the continental US since the War of 1812.  The Japanese lobed in 12 small shells and managed to hit nothing.  For a short while after the incident the locals kept watch for a ground attack that never happened.  After WWII the fort was closed because that type of defense was obsolete.

The best find today was a artillery battery named after my brother Dave and I.  It just proves how famous we are.

The Ranger boys are famous.

I do have to say that I am slightly more famous than my brother as you can see from the sign at the entrance. 

And one last picture of wonder puppy Eva standing atop of her new fetch stick.  Think big wonderdog.

Life is good for an optimistic puppy.