It’s funny how things seem to work out for the better though. When we got off the Highway at our first major junction, we ran into a car show (pics here) that was parading down the street. If we hadn’t been tied up in traffic we would have never seen the parade, and it was totally cool. Funny how things work out for the better, eh?
Once the car show wrapped up and our moods were greatly improved, the truly amazing drive began (for all the route details check out the Great Drive article). It started off with the lush evergreen forests that were part logging territory and part preserve. We’ve seen our fair share of pine forest in Florida, but these were all different kinds of fir’s and other trees, so it looked like we were driving through a giant enchanted Christmas tree forest.
While still being stunned by the enchanted forest, we came to the coast. We saw miles and miles of the most awe-inspiring scenery one could ever imagine. It was such a jarring juxtaposition that Lauren and I pulled over wherever we could and just gawked at the raw and visceral beauty of it. Coming from Miami where the beaches are white manicured sand, this was as jarring as the difference between Vanilla ice cream and Cherry Garcia. Vanilla may be America’s favorite, but this stuff will rock your world!
For all of our relationship there has always been something special about the ocean to Lauren and I. It has always been a combination of the soothing and the inspirational. Watching the waves crash along a sea-side cliff from 200ft above has an ability to put the world into perspective. It can lift you up and make you feel so small at the same time. We drove along the ocean for hours passing through little beach towns just enjoying the scenery. Whenever the speed limit dropped to 35, we rolled down the windows and sucked in the sea breeze.
We headed back to interstate through Newport and cruised down I-5 well into the night. By that time Lauren was passed out in the car and I kept pushing forward to make as many miles as I could. It was nice to enjoy a couple of hours of solitude. We finally stopped in the nicest rest area I’ve ever seen, a few miles North of Grants Pass where I promptly fell fast asleep beside my already slumbering wife.
Check out all the photos below, and feel free to comment!
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- Can I keep it?
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- Very Serious!
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- Gotta get my coffee on!
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- Never see those on the East coast!
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- Can you believe this is Oregon?