So, Oregon. We completely fell in love with the place. The moody and rainy greens, blues and greys that made up some of the most beautiful scenery I've ever seen. We stayed in Lincoln City and shared a home (which I'm totally going to go back and buy someday when I'm like, super rich) that was in the coziest neighborhood and just a short walk to an incredible cliff-side beach.
P.S. you can find the listing here, if you're ever going to be in the area
There were several changes of clothes on this trip. Shortly after this picture was taken, there was an instant rise in the tide, so we picked up as many kids as we could carry and ran for our lives, but poor Eme, Everett's little cousin, ended up getting completely bowled over and soaked. The lack of pictures for that moment in the family scrapbook is truly unfortunate ;)
And Isla's initial reaction to the ocean can be seen here:
Let's bring that in a little tighter.
Everett outgrew his favorite little yellow rain boots and so we thought we could recycle them down to Isla for this trip, but they ended up being a HAIR too big haha, so we put her little moccasins on and THEN the rain boots, and she worked it out. Little trooper.
All of these pictures almost feel tragic because they SHOULD be about the size of your entire computer screen to guarantee that at least a little bit of the good salty vibes come through. But we'll pretend 550 pixels is enough.
She had her initial judgements about the ocean, but this was Isla's first joyful moments with sand. A far cry from Everett's first experience (still one of my favorite memories ever haha)
Driving through the entire state looked just like this. It was almost like experiencing the feelings you get while watching a kitchen scene from a Nancy Meyers movie. You're suddenly, completely sure that at some point your life must've taken a wrong turn because ACTUALLY, you belong right smack dab in the middle of this place instead, and it is, in fact, your essence.
We drove by this giant air museum and a picture will just never do it justice, but I have to post it anyway. Biggest hangar I've ever seen, you can fit eight (8!!) blimps in it!!
While we were there, we drove a little ways over to the Tillamook cheese factory to basically partake of their ice cream
because look at those flavors.
On the way back to the house, we stopped at this side street farmer's market to pick up some artichokes, and attached to the back of it was this little greenhouse. I snuck inside just as the clouds opened and it started to pour, but the air was so warm and I remember standing completely alone for a solid 3 minutes and just listening to the hard patter on the roof and smelling the green.
And that is how I survived another hour in the car with my kids.
Here we have Dave doing his first oyster shooter
My sentiments as well.
Us on the beach after lunch. Wait for it.
My sister's photobombing skills: 10 out of 10, would recommend.
Everett in the middle of beating me in a race to the sand.
And this is that incredible cliffside beach that I was talking about earlier, that's a short walk from the house. It took my breath away every time.
And our afternoons and evenings running around on it together with kites and bare feet will forever be painted in my mind in golden hues.
A little peek into the neighborhood where we stayed. CAN YOU SMELL THE SALT.
On one of the mornings we were there, we decided to go whale watching. While Everett and I were standing by the waves, waiting for our time to board, I was excitedly telling him about the boat because I was sure that he was going to absolutely love the opportunity to ride on one. Instead he says to me, "Nope. Last time we were on a boat, you were screaming mama and that made me feel very mad at you." And he was totally right. I did, in fact, scream a little on this boat when we were in the middle of being pelted under the Niagara Falls, but I could not believe that he remembered it! I mean, he was TWO.
And so, to make up for this memory, which I have apparently scarred my child with, I swore with solemn oath that I would not scream, not even a little, and he agreed to board.
Here was our fishing boat. Mr Max was his name.
We ended up seeing only the very top of a whales back and some of us got sick, but it was still totally worth it. If only to gain a stronger appreciation for dry land.
See, this is the kind of thing I'm talking about. Please imagine that the picture below is the size of your entire computer screen. Absorb it's essence. Relax into your zen place. Slowly fall asleep at your desk to the imaginary sound of its waves.
Siblings holding hands on a walk and finding these life-changing sea salted dark chocolate camels again, is what I'm currently living for
This next set of photos was from our last evening on the beach together and it was a truly sweet one.
Dem giant boots! And that angel face.
IN CONCLUSION (congrats you made it) here are a few more photos of some very majestic falls that are not being portrayed nearly majestic enough.
Thank you for joining me on this trip down memory lane, aaaaand goodnight.