Day 26 - Oregon Pacific coast part III : Defoe Bay to Reedsport

Today was all about rain, high winds and low cloud (and the Oregonians' attempts to protect themselves by building any number of lighthouses). The waves were so choppy that we discounted the possibility of whale watching (though amazingly we did see some boats rolling about out there) and headed south. Lovely views were nonetheless to be had at Otter Crest - apparently though Captain Cook didn't think much of the weather either in 1778 when he snappily christened the place Cape Foulweather. 

The sheer breadth of the expanses of beaches and the force of the waves were stunning though, along with the power of water to eat away at rock, causing channels ("the Devil's Churn"), holes ("the Devil's Punchbowl' below) - feel a theme coming on here? - and a geyser blowhole ("Old Perpetual" - apparently the old chap got no credit for that one).

Undeterred by the cold, Duncan still managed a mid afternoon Tillamook ice cream.  However (and don't tell anyone please : remember he has a reputation to maintain), he declined a "single" or god forbid "double" cornet and had only a "child-size" (aka two not inconsiderable scoops).

Even if no whales, we did at least sight on rocks off a bluff the cape's resident sea lion population (in fact, we heard them way before we saw them), willfully undercutting a local business charging $15pp to go into a cave to see them!