Ran several errands while we were out. I took my camera. It was a blustry day today. When the wind speed picks up, the seagull set down. Wherever they can.
Talk about the bridge to nowhere - here is the south end of the Alsea bridge, going into Waldport. Little town. Great crabbing spot. Used to be a good salmon and steel head area, until the seal lions moved in and multiplied.
This is what happened to the beaches in the winter. The rainfall swells the rivers. The water level rises. The current undercuts the banks. The trees loose their footing and topple into the river. The bigger rivers carry them down stream, where they eventually make it in a bay. The tidal action drives them up on the beach. Bonfire material...fort building material...
Talk about the bridge to nowhere - here is the south end of the Alsea bridge, going into Waldport. Little town. Great crabbing spot. Used to be a good salmon and steel head area, until the seal lions moved in and multiplied.
This is what happened to the beaches in the winter. The rainfall swells the rivers. The water level rises. The current undercuts the banks. The trees loose their footing and topple into the river. The bigger rivers carry them down stream, where they eventually make it in a bay. The tidal action drives them up on the beach. Bonfire material...fort building material...
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