We forgot an entire driving day!

We were sitting here tonight as Terri wrote the blog entry for the run away from the coast, when we realized we didn't blog about the amazingly beautiful day and drive to the coast!!!

Another day headed toward 100 in the Rogue Valley area, but we had been assured by the weathermen (the aforementioned Big Fat Liar McLiar Heads) that it was going to be one of those great amazing 90 degree days on the coast...and we both love the ocean oh so very much that we were enticed by their seductive lying ways...and off we went! Couldn't decide which way to go to Brookings from Diamond Lake...we had a choice of Hwy 138 North and then East, or Hwy 62 which would take us Southeast and then back up North. Hmmmm...why not go Californy way?!?!?

It was a beautiful, near 100 degree day and with the top down on our Fine European Driving machine, it was just that much more perfect!!! The roads were nearly empty of traffic and Terri and I had them all to ourselves for the most part...wonderful it was! We listened to great music and Terri took hundreds of pictures along the drive - the shots she can get at 70 are amazing!!!!







Rogue River Gorge - this was just stunning!














Cruising Hwy 62...or 199 :-)











Terri's Self-Portraits :-)













California!













Gotta get our agricultural inspection to go into California...hmmmm















Beautiful Hwy 199 in California!











This was the Smith River...Middle Fork I believe...I think we crossed this one at least 6 times....curvy little MF!!!















Starting to get into the Redwoods!!!













Gee...we must be near Oregon's coast...this was when we really started to hate the weathermen!!!













Like we needed this to tell us we were here...the clouds and chill in the convertible clued us in quite quickly ;-)






So...once we got to the coast, we headed for Brookings...we figured, we're here, we will stay the night and give it a chance. The best place in Brookings seems to be the Best Western...I say seems to be as the little wench behind the desk was one of the most arrogant rude front desk people we have ever met. I think someone must have told her that it was the only hotel for 600 miles and she could treat people like shit because of it. Terri and I quickly decided that it would be well worth the 25 mile drive to go to Gold Beach...if for no other reason than to put the "Bitch of Brookings" far behind us! Good decision as we ended up at the Gold Beach resort with a lovely front desk woman named Valerie who gave us a kickass restaurant recommendation!!! Had a fabulous dinner and then went back to the hotel to plot our next move....

Mother Nature did decide to grace us with a nice sunset at the coast...so we have to share :-)