Walks: Ramblings

Anecdotes and ramblings – stories from Oregon Coast outings

A Piece of Oregon Coast History

I read it two times, then three, a blurb in The Siuslaw News titled “Recycling the rails.”  I could have easily missed it; my husband grabs a copy of the newspaper sporadically, an aside when picking up supplies at True Value.  Serendipity had paid me… 

Paroxysms of Pain and Laughter

My grandma had a padded toilet seat when I was growing up. This made using the loo somewhat like visiting an amusement park attraction. Not the polished, family-friendly Disney Land type funfair, but more along the lines of a shady side show from a traveling… 

The Elusive Highland Cows of Canary...

The cycle has been repeating for many years. Once or twice a year, my mom emails me photos of curiously banged bovine, claiming she took them on Canary Road. Within the week, my husband and I head to the region indicated, travel all lengths of… 

Move to Live

I watched a crime show a while back where the villainess used a paralytic on her victims so she could pose them like dolls. The authorities would find their lifeless bodies roughly two months after their abduction. There were no wounds, no signs of abuse…. 

Rolling Along

I took a rolling walker for a spin today. Did you know the class of walkers with wheels and brakes has a specific name? I wielded one of these swiveling beasts for the first time while out with my husband at Woahink Lake. Our habit… 

Mystery Lighthouse

“It must be a lighthouse,” my husband stated. It was the last evening of our trip to Brookings. Parked at a west-facing overlook in Harris Beach State Park, we were watching the sun slide behind the single towering cloud bank organized mid-sky. It had been…