Port Orford, Oregon

After church we packed up and hit the road at 1:00 sharp, just as I figured.  I sure appreciated Salmon Harbor RV Resort (park) for allowing us to stay that late so that we could attend church.  There was around 50-60 people at Calvary Chapel of the Redwoods today, not the smallest congregation we had ever worshiped with, and dwarfed by some where there are hundreds attending.  We sure enjoyed meeting everyone and wished we had more time to get to know them better…but that is how this RV life is sometimes…you meet, greet, and say goodbye fairly quickly.

We stopped for lunch just north of Pistol River at one of the only paved turnouts in this area.  After a quick can of Vegetarian Chili (Dennison), we were back on the road within 30 minutes.

About 10 miles North of Gold River, which is the furthest north we traveled yesterday, we pulled over for quick pics of the coast line.  Not nearly as much fog as yesterday because some rain pulled through over night.

We arrive at Port Orford RV Village by 3:15.  Now I have heard of RV Parks, and RV Resorts…now there are RV Villages.

But this is the first place I have been to which have gravel pads for not only the motorhome, but a separate pad for your car….now that is nice.

And they have lots of green grass, our own little tree, and potted plants to boot.  There are many people here who live here all the time, and from what I have seen, each one is well taken care of, the park is quiet, and the staff are super nice.

Since the sun was out much of the day, and out here at the RV park, I thought I might be able to get a sunrise shot later this evening.  Marcia needed a nap, so I drove down to the ocean to see what it looked like.  The fog was just rolling in….no sunrise shot, and I took the opportunity to take this picture (above) of Port Orford’s port and entrance to their small bay.

Above is “Battle Rock”, a few blocks to the left from the previous shot.  This is the site where the Qua-to-mah Native Americans fought Capt. William Tichenor and his men in 1851, and also where the 190 foot steam schooner Cottoneva ran aground on Feb. 10m, 1937 due to winds estimated at 75 miles per hour.

My final shot (above) was the shore line just to the left of Battle Rock.  Although I did not get a sunset shot, I am glad that I went when I did because here in Oregon….you never know if this view will be available tomorrow.