The Oregon Coast has been a beautiful blur. I especially liked the last miles I travelled last night between the Tillamook Fred Meyers and the Cannon Beach R.V. Park where I spent the night in the car because of their no tent policy. The magic of the state starts for me with the huge rocks off Pistol River — I recall the same thrill in 2007.
I’ve been hours and hours charging. My first charge after Klamath was in Port Orford where there isn’t much to do. I did cause a bit of a stir– You know how they show the boy scout leading the old lady across the street? Selkie and I were idling on a corner of Hwy 101 as I deliberated walking over to the grocery store. A biker “dude” (ie stereotypic Harley kind of big guy,) stopped to let me walk across the street, someone went around him. He got pissed and tried to slow the next car down with his hand then on the third car he swerved and turned his bike parallel into the traffic. At that point I sprinted across the street and blew out some weak Thanks yous in an embarrassed attempt to escape possible bloodshed from his unwanted chivalry.
After that I camped (and charged) outside of Bandon but woke in the morning to steady drizzle. It was my first real experience with a conundrum. My tent was wet and everything was going to get wetter in loading the car… what would I do if it was two or more days like this? I managed to get on a charger at an RV park next to Siltcoos Lake later in the day but it wasn’t much of a charge because I couldn’t wait it out. (Long story.. unsure if it is worth telling.)
I thought I was going to be able to charge in Reedsport but the message I got from the AeroVironment (AKA Plug Share) phone connection line was they were updating software and to try again tomorrow. (AeroVirnoment, besides having chargers up the coast also has tactical surveillance and killer military drones… quite the irony for me.)
After running some on gas I made it into a KOA in Waldport for the night and charged up there enough to make it to Lincoln City where I found a Charge Point charger and had a sweet short walk to the beach to watch over a hundred lounging seals at the inlet of the Siletz Bay. That took me to Tillamook where I doodled around trying to find a reservation for last night. The weekends in summer are seriously crunched with visitors along this stretch closest to Portland and I was very grateful to have been able to sleep on the lot here by the charger.
Today I’m on to Astoria at the mouth of the mighty Columbia River then inland to my next charger at Westport. Last night the glint of the light on the sea and the constant rolling turns put me in a state of muted bliss. This is really the place to be in summer… I should have and didn’t stay longer and for that I have regret… will there be a next time?
Just FYI, here’s what a fully charged Volt dash looks like (the green column) but I keep very little gas (blue column) because it just adds weight. Having a full charge is such a satisfying feeling. Now, out of the Rec Room with little kids playing pool behind me (and getting jabbed a few times by accidental pool cues,) and out onto the road.