To The Coast

22.March 2012

Our Journey

We flew to the coast this past weekend. As we descended through the cloud cover our first glimpse of the ocean was through a rainbow. A good sign…no?

Vancouver IslandWhere I come from the beaches are rocky. Smooth and round up the beach; rough and¬†barnacled near the water. Turn one over and you’re likely to see crabs darting about scrambling for cover.

My favorite part of the beach are the logs.¬†Pushed up high on the beach by the swelling tide they are mostly lost logs from the many booms that pass by. As kids we would beg my dad to push a log or two into the water so we could play on them. Yep…we’d get plenty of splinters, wrinkly fingers and toes, and chattering chins from being in the water far too long.

I read a letter to the editor in the local paper a few years ago. A new resident was complaining, saying that the beaches would be so much better if only ‘the waste wood was cleaned up from the shoreline’. Give him time, I thought, he’ll soon see the beauty that this natural decoration brings as the scent of wet wood fills the air after a storm; the secret hiding places that his kids will create as they build forts; the ever evolving landscape that each revolution of the tide brings.

Some of the pieces are obvious logging left overs and are quite large. Sometimes I wonder how they even float long enough to get here.

On this day we sat in the logs and watched a storm approaching before running inside and hunkering down.

 

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10 Responses to “To The Coast”

  1. Jen Says:

    Even though I was born and raised on the prairie I constantly feel the pull of the sea. I love and appreciate where I’m from but often feel I belong on the coast. Endlessly running from log to log on the beach (careful to avoid falling off onto the sand) is one of my best memories of childhood summers. The happy news – I’m driving tomorrow morning with my kids to the island for spring break so they can do the exact same thing. Great post!

    • Gillian Says:

      Oh ya, I think it’s best as a kid – you don’t care how cold you get or how many splinters – let’s just not go home YET!!

  2. Carmel Says:

    So beautiful! I grew up with the rockier shores of Washington than the more beach-like shores of Oregon and it always brings a smile to my face when I see that washed up wood. I’m going to the Oregon coast next weekend with my mom and sister and I can’t wait!
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  3. Audrey Says:

    This makes me totally homesick, as I am sitting here in several feet of snow and it’s dumping more of it like crazy on us right now. I miss the ocean so much. I also love the logs and rocks and everything else that gives the west coast beaches character. I have always lived where I can see the ocean or within a few minutes of it. I think if you grew up with it, it’s in your blood and something you can never be away from for too long.
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    • Gillian Says:

      I do think it stays in your blood. No matter how beautiful it is where you live now I still think the coast is stunning.

  4. Andi of My Beautiful Adventures Says:

    Gorgeous shots, but that 1st one is really something!

  5. Glenda Says:

    Gorgeous photos… it was so great to see you. Hugs
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  6. Claire Says:

    Its beautiful in its own way ;)
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