This campground was a one-night stay to get closer to our next destination.  The Oregon Dunes National Recreation Area is close to the beach, hiking trails, and open dunes.  Not far is Old Town Florence, which emanates a seaside charm with its coastal restaurants and a great view of the Siuslaw River Bridge.  This bridge looks like the sister of Tower Bridge in London.  Who could resist browsing the Kitchen Klutter or the Chicken Coop, to name a few of the quaint stores housed in historic buildings?

It was a beautiful day to wander along the boardwalk.  The marina couldn’t have been more picturesque with the mountains in the background, the water shimmering in the sunlight, and the mooring of the various sea vessels.  How can one visit the coast and not enjoy a plate of fish and chips?  Don’t forget the malt vinegar.

The next day, Mitch went for his morning run on Oregon Dunes Beach.  Upon his return, he wanted to share his experience.  Mitch explained the beach was 200 yards wide and flat as a pancake.  On his left, he could hear and see the waves of the water hitting the shore.  The sea fog accompanied him throughout his run, and it was so thick Mitch could only see forty feet in front of him. On his right, periodically, he could see 50 to 60 ft. dunes looming.  He found it so peaceful he wound up running seven miles.