It was time to begin retracing his steps southward. Each footfall carried an air of determination as he followed the Discovery Trail along the rugged coast. He trekked, a solitary figure tracing his destiny upon the sands, the ceaseless waves his only companion. His stride brought him to a point where further coastal advance was […]
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Stealth Camping Warrenton, OR
Write a caption… Instagram says. I fixate on that sentence, its weight heavy as a cold case file, gripping me for an eternity as I wait for elusive words that seem to have abandoned me. I’m trapped in this limbo, sifting through a maze of conjectures, each pathway a potential solution to unravel the enigma […]
The Mysterious Campsite Caper
The dark woods whispered with the secrets of countless shadows, and the air was thick with uncertainty. Fred, Daphne, Velma, Shaggy, and their lovable Great Dane, Scooby-Doo, found themselves wandering through the tangled undergrowth, each step a symphony of breaking twigs and rustling leaves. “Like, are you sure we’re going the right way, Scoob?” Shaggy’s […]
Stealth Camping Warrenton, OR
Startled awake by the irritated snorts of deer, their hooves drumming the earth, he grudgingly relinquished their territory, awakening in a clearing that wasn’t his alone. Blacktail deer were masters of the edges, ensconced in the cover of the dense forest during daylight hours. A mere stone’s throw from the bank parking lot, he might […]
Seaside to Warrenton, OR
After two nights of relentless cabin isolation, his garments clung to him, drenched as if he had never escaped the ocean’s icy embrace. Those coastal woods, ancient and shrouded, were like sponges, hoarding the sea’s moisture. Fog threaded through gnarled trees, rain pattered on like a ceaseless ritual. Wetness seeped through everything, an ever-present touch. […]
Wreck of the Peter Iredale
“May God bless you and may your bones bleach in these sands.” The Captain toasted his now wrecked ship, a haunting farewell to the vessel that had faced the untamed seas. Turning to his men, he held aloft a bottle of whisky, a grim yet resolute gesture in the face of adversity. “Boys,” he said, […]
DeLaura Beach for the Night
He left the deserted beach behind, traversing a lily-covered bog as he ventured towards town, seeking the simple comfort of a hotdog from Costco. Little did he know, membership was the ticket to that savory delight, and the stone-faced sentinel at the door wasn’t budging. A faceless fortress of commerce, this part of Warrenton was […]
Beach Camping, Camp Rilea
Under the shadowy cloak of the night, he should have vanished from the coast, slipping into the abyss of the world’s troubles. But there he lingered, treading slowly along the hard-packed sand, as if drawn by an invisible force of uncertainty. The rhythmic cadence of the Pacific ocean’s white noise beckoned him, luring him into […]