Cape Arago Oregon

Journey to a Land of Water Wind and Fire

Part B: The Oregon Coast III h

A View from the Cape

And so, we come to Cape Arago. And what a view it was. Totally unlike anything else we had seen (but then, come to think of it, in this our third day on the middle portion of the Oregon Coast, we have come to expect that). And so, first we look to the North.


When we first left our car to walk down to the overlook we had thought it might be a repeat of what we have seen on other parts of the Oregon Coast, say another Cape Perpetua. And yet, here while the elements, water, wind and the firey origin of the place were all present, nevertheless it was a different presentation.

There is water, a cold rough looking sea. There is wind, as evidenced by the growth of the tree in the picture above, constantly blowing onshore. And there is evidence of the birth of this place by the the upthrust of the earth as seen so clearly in the lines of the rocks in the picture at the top of this posting.


And speaking of rocks and the sea, there is also a lot of wave pounding against the rocks at the Cape. And as we look out into the water, we see that there are rocks out from the shore, and they are being constantly being pounded by the sea as well.



Now we look down at the very point of the Cape and see once more that this Cape, is quite unlike Capes that I have seen in the East. This is no Cape Cad MA. Nor is it Cape Henry VA, or even Point NoPoint in Southern Maryland where I vacationed as a kid. This is a hard, rocky Cape prone to much wave action.



But despite the wildness and difference of the place, we knew it was time to push on. For as we looked south, toward the town of Bandon, where we planned to eat, we could see the weather moving in. J. hoped to be able to show us the beach down there, but he was concerned that we would not see too much of it.


And so, we left. For, as Robert Frost once said: "I have miles to go before I sleep. . ."