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Saturday, September 30, 2017

Sunset Bay - Beware the Raccoons


Sunset Bay State Park Campground
September 18- 22, 2016

We were just passing through.  Just searching for a place to spend the night on our way down the coast.  And then...we stayed for five days.  Every time we turned around, there was another thing to see or another path to saunter.

Another reason we enjoyed this particular route is that, apparently, Oregon is obsessed with the Sasquatch.  At every turn, another pun, another joke, another t-shirt, another statue.  We didn't skip the opportunity to lay our hands on one.









The Coos Bay Campground was an especially tranquil, lovely place.  We settled into our first site by perfecting our sitting log.  Tom chipped away at the downed log, bark flying, until it was just perfect.  I made pancakes and the kids laughed while the flying wood chips made their way into our pancake batter.  Wood Chip Surprise Pancakes we called them.




Our first morning started out so quiet, but that peace was abruptly dashed when an RV pulled in right beside us.  Normally, this wouldn't have been a problem, but they felt the need to run their generator the whole time.  Despite the giant bushes between us, that generator was only a few feet away from our campfire. The campground was nice enough to let us move spots, and since we had already taken great care to set up our home just right, we decided it made more sense to just pick up the whole thing and walk it through the campground.  We gave all the other campers a little giggle as they drank their morning coffee while we marched down the road carrying our tent.  And then we tied a rope around our sitting log and drug that to our new campground as well.  I have to say...the new site was a serious upgrade!   Big shout out to the obnoxious RV generator people for forcing our hand!































Each morning, we drove down to our breakfast spot to cook our breakfast and do some whale watching.   And each morning, sitting on that table would be a bouquet of flowers.  A local told me that an old man brought them each morning as a memorial to his wife.  It was also their favorite place to sit and rest.













Days were full of walking the trails and watching the whales.  Nights were full of UNO games and toasty campfires.  There was one unfortunate night when the campground was subjected to my screams as a maniacal hissing raccoon tried to jump me on the way to the bathroom.  But despite that, we will probably make our way back to Sunset Bay.  Five thumbs up.

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