January 3, 2012

Fire on the Mountain

A few cars parked on the shoulder made me take a second look as I rounded the bend on 101 heading north on the Oregon coast.  Seeing cliffs, ocean and foam though the sparse trees,  I deliberated.   If I head back to Portland now,  it will be dark by the time I get back.  No point in hurrying. Some few hundred feet past the pull out,  I turned around in a gap in traffic and headed back to investigate.

Turning off the ignition, I unplugged my iPhone from the stereo and kept Fire on the Mountain Cornell 77′ playing through the speaker phone.  An unseasonal south wind blew in warm air,  making January 1st feel like April and I left my sweater in the backseat.  “Blooop Blooop” my alarm sounded as I shoved  my phone in my breast pocket, and grabbed my camera.

Disregarding the family of four walking towards me on the trail,  I continued my air guitar solo and passed with a smile, hair still wet from a surf session at Short Sands.

“I wonder if they can guess which car is mine?” I chuckled to myself.

The sound of waves bashing against the cliffs beckoned.

Soon,  the trees and land stopped, abruptly,  a few hundred feet above the ocean.   From this vantage point, the swells’ dark shadows lined up towards the horizon. Hopping the fence,  I brushed some gravel off a ledge and sat. Fire on the Mountain wound down to some cheers from stoned college kids now in their 50s.  Being in no rush,  I pulled out the my phone and pushed repeat.

What if…

Pebble throwing,  idea jotting.

As far west as it gets.

Narrow.

An hour of daydreaming,  pebble throwing and wave watching passed.  Despite feeling like April,  January shadows reminded me of my hour and a half drive back to Portland.  Taking one last look,  I climbed back over the wire fence and walked back towards the pulloff.

Happy New Year.  Longer days are coming.

Here are some more links,

Scarlet/Fire on the Mountain (Cornell 77),

Out of Reception.

Facebook.

10 Comments



  • January 3 , 2012

    Such beautiful photos. That shot of the tree with the expanse of water behind it is stunning…go Foster :)
    -Char


  • January 3 , 2012

    beautiful. Come east, Foster!


  • January 3 , 2012

    Nico,
    man, there are few things like this on the east coast. some places in maine but thats about it.

    Charlotte,
    thanks for the kind words. you would like it here. its like maine on crack.

    foster


  • January 4 , 2012

    God I miss that coast. Oregon is really something unique.


  • January 4 , 2012

    There’s just something wild about the ocean. So vast. You could visit the same spot 10 times and leave with different experiences, whether it be sunsets or starfish. Love what you’re posting lately. Hope I get the opportunity to travel West soon. Until then Maine is a close 2nd. Take care out there.

    -Rhon


  • January 4 , 2012

    Kyle,
    I have been all over the west coast and few places feel like the oregon coast. sure california has its spots, but the oregon coast is a place all to its own.

    Rhon,
    you are right. i have been to this place a handful of times and it always impresses me. hope youre enjoying your winter in maine,

    foster


  • January 5 , 2012

    wow. wonderful captures Foster! al the best this year for You!


  • January 5 , 2012

    Thanks Barb. Hope you do some cool stuff in 2012.
    foster


  • January 5 , 2012

    I could get lost in that shot of the ocean. Great eye man.


  • Phil
    January 13 , 2012

    Great pictures of “God’s Finger” south of CB (that would be the cliff/peninsula you described as narrow). That place and Short Sands were haunts of mine when I lived there some years back. I don’t get down that way often enough and your photos are great reminders of the places I love. Thanks.
    -Phil