After two months of kitesurf-abstinence we are keen to rock the liquid dancefloor and decide to stop in Long Beach. But holly shit it rains like hell and we start to miss the bigdays in South Africa and Brasil with sunshine and strong winds. After two days and nights we give it up and travel further down south.
The wheather clears up as we cross the monumental Columba River dividing Washington State from Oregon. If you follow the river a couple of 100 miles to the mainland (east) you will hit the city Hood River which is one of the best kitespots around the world. We gonna visit that spot later. Our mission is to hit San Francisco in the next days.
Let's say the weather cleared up. We always thought that Switzerland is the rainy place to be. But Oregon can defenitely keep up with the rain. Tired from driving we stop at Pacific City famous for it's beer, beach bunnies, surfers and sneaker waves.
Aaaaand a biiiiig sand box for big boys with toys. Check out the view from the top of the dune.
Where's Wally? (Wo ist Walter?). Ok it's Sabrina rolling down the dune :-)
It's not easy to find a free Campground in the U.S. And Monday the 30th is Memorial Day a public holiday. We decide to camp on a classic campground in Ocean Pacific over the weekend. The infrastructure is better than in our appartment and the shop or lets say the shopping center on the campground offers fresh Oysters. I couldn't resist. Sabrina kicked me and disgustetly barricades herself in the campervan.
The other morning the sky is blue and i wanna get high. The wind is a bit strong. Sabrina decides to stay on the ground and takes some cool shots. During the day the wind is getting stronger and stronger and after a while i got blown over the ridge....damn! - Nothing happend i got dragged through the sand and hopefully learnt my lesson.
They offer good food. The starter:
the dessert: chocolate peanut butter pie
We leave Pacific City/Cape Kiwanda and travel down the coast. We stop in Florence not just for the nice Rhododendron bushes all over the place. It's windy. Nothing better than that we think and pack our kitegear and rush to the beach.
But WTF? - It starts to rain again!!! The windy is gusty the rain is heavy and it's not a lot of fun. But anyhow we tried it!
Two lonely clowns.
No day with a happy end. We found the wonderful Jessie M. Honeyman state park close to Florence staying there at the moment.
Trying to get some dinner....cya in a while!