Short Sands Oregon, Stop #3 August 2,2008

Well, in the last month I surfed quite a few times. I made a trip up to Oregon with the intention to surf a place called short sands, we used to call it shortys when I was learning to surf back in the 90’s. You know, you crank the pearl jam or Nirvana and head out to the cold as hell beach. This trip was no different. The only day I had enough time to get out there was cold, and drizzley. The waves where wind blown and choppy and in the low 50’s. So we walked down to the edge of the cliff that leads to the water and stood with our coffee in awe, and decided to leave it at that. If you’ve not been to the Oregon coast lately, make the trip. In conditions that would make crab fishermen wince, the sights are breathtaking. Rocks and trees jet out of the violent sea in way that makes me wonder how Lewis & Clark didn’t die of shock with their first look. Surf in Oregon can be great, but the problem is the weather, it doesn’t cooperate very often. Someday as an old man, I hope to have a small home with a view on the Oregon coast. I can’t imagine a better way to wake up, drink some coffee and just watch the world.