Felt protected and nestled in the walk from Chris's house to the beach. Gentle enclosure of the trees. Closing of the space before the expanse of the beach. An in-between space and it was really quiet. The air felt denser. Tapped into a feeling of youth — is this connected to the generational footprint of this house, this family? Imagine Chris being there as a little kid and being there now.

Twin Rocks and low tide pools from our return visit.

Didn’t make it to north end on first trip due to full creek bisecting mile. Contrast of the gentle creek vs. the rushing full creek as a result of the sneaker wave.

Tiny fragile houses so close to the water. The riprap is so jarring and the closeness of those houses to the water was surprising, especially after the expanse of the beach. How much it infringes on the beach. The houses look so vulnerable. They are small and so close together.

First encounter with a sneaker wave. Laughing but remembering the power of the ocean.

Family photo with Sascha Blocker, Emily Eisele, and CoastWatcher Chris Berrie.

Dune hiking. Sliding down the dune and feeling the sand give way. Gliding through, feeling held when digging heels in. Boot depresses down and sand comes up to meet you. We moved from high to low, walked on narrow path that is not permanent. Glided down the dune, this path is eroding.

Blending of textures — ocean foam to shore.

Ed drawing a littoral cell in the sand. Marine GEologist. He has the professional background to emphasize the “science” in this citizen science project.

Jetty + waves + hues of grey. Mist of waves crashing on jetty, 3 second delay before the mist drifts on skin.

The curvature of the jetty and seeing all the waves crashing for miles upon miles — orchestral. Greater visibility of seeing all the waves crash because of the jetty curvature. Seeing the conflict man vs. nature — jetty vs waves.

Family photo with Sascha Blocker, Ed Joyce, Ellen Greenfield, and Emily Eisele.

The four of them were a squad. They had their equipment to pick up trash, their sweatshirts, their gloves, their boots. And love for each other. Shining the light on each other throughout the whole day.

North view with tide pools. More noise compared to other miles due to all the human activity.

Trying to identify a fuzzy plant/creature/thing.

Returning to the beginning of the mile and seeing the tide was out enough so we could explore some of the tide pools.

Gelatinous edges of the velella velella.

Family photo with Maureen Foelkl, Sascha Blocker, Sally White, Bobbie Snead, Annette DePuy, and Joellen Sweeney.

Sampler of Oregon beach types...forest to beach, gentle dunes, bluffs, still very deep sandy beach. South view to the Jetty.

The happy birthday confetti on the way in and the way out. They feeling of it still being there. So much that we still left behind. So easy to see it. So unnatural, the metallic. So disappointing to see at beginning and end.

A “little treat.” The gentle stream of the waterfall.

Tires in sand. Very windy walking toward the hotel. Rackline by hotel had a lot of smaller driftwood bits.

Seeing the eagles in the distance, thinking it is eagles, confirming with binoculars. Wondering what they are eating. Anticipation of discovering.

Family photo with Sascha Blocker, Marney Roddick, and Emily Eisele.

Lake by the mile entrance is a deep, shocking blue.

Moment that will stick with us: Crystal's excitement over finding and receiving agates.

Pristine quality, yet rugged. Felt like a locals’ beach. Not a tourist spot. Everyone was friendly and seemed like they came there often.

Spotting the stingrays - curiosity and dread while approaching. The discovery and awe of realizing it was a stingray (although we later learned they were probably skates).

Snowy Plover blending into driftwood. Running on the sand. Another trick of the eyes - now you see it, now you don't. Hearing Crystal had seen one, trying to spot it, not able to see it when it wasn't moving. So speedy, catching it moving across the sand.

Family photo with Crystal Roy and Emily Eisele.

Because of the forest to coast trail, we experienced transitory moments where the sound of the ocean was more diffuse. Moments where the volume gets turned up. Crescendo and decrescendo.

South end blocked by headlands. More depth at the start, cove-like before crossing the river, then narrower depth.

Lyndell climbed up to take a photo, bringing back a single yellow blossom. Showing how the bee pollinates "butt tickle."

The seashell lined path on the Hobbit Trail. Narrow entry lined with hundreds of white shells that were placed almost altar like.

Reveal of coastal view on hike = 100. Seeing the depth, the lines of waves, stacking of waves, dramatic height, color contrast, darkness, stillness of forest, movement of ocean, gentle waves from a distance.

Family photo with Sascha Blocker, Emily Eisele, and Lyndell Wilken.

Bright fog — the unique combo of mist and sun. The blankets of mist and the drifting of the mists over the sand.

The rock chasm — that looks like a universe unto itself.

Gooseneck barnacles! They make little clicks.

Huge variety of topography — numerous rocky structures poking out of the sand.

Everything had an unknown/alien land quality, prompting lots of questions, few answers.

Family photo with Emily Eisele, Becca Wirta, and Joellen Sweeney.