My one visit to the Oregon coast was to Astoria where the Columbia River meets the Pacific Ocean. It's a favorite spot of mine because it's not a "boutique town," and it has so much history. While I've been enjoying my journey through the wonders of the mountains and canyons, I awoke the first morning to the smell of the sea and literally, breathed a sigh of relief.
Actually, I'd forgotten how wonderful it is to be at the ocean and still see the mountains. Salty sea, green mountain tops, history -- the perfect place to be to celebrate the 4th of July.
Living so close to the beltway culture tainted my attitude toward the good old US of A; while seeing the wonders of this country and meeting so many positive people has turned me around. For the first time in more than a decade, I was happy to fly the flag (on my bike) and celebrate the holiday.
I'll let the photos tell the rest of the story!
Cyclist, writer, teacher, avid reader, bike/ped advocate, nomad, pie lover