four years ago today [2012.10.07]
i took the path down onto the beach and drove up to the large dune at cape kiwanda state park this morning. i parked the truck a little bit aways and decided to go hike up it to have a look from there. this was one of those times where i wasn't really thinking or planning, but just continuing to explore while i was there experiencing the beauty of the place. the whole hike ended up being a couple hours and i probably didn't have any water with me. i just kept going further as i saw how much there was to explore. it was really amazing to see the views from the dunes and cape. after being gone for a while, i started to worry a little about my truck.. i had parked away from the water though didn't know if the tides would be rising and how much. i preferred the salt water stay far from it. i didn't have any issues but it was something that crossed my mind after realizing i was gone for a while and didn't know how much longer it'd be 'til i got back (especially as i couldn't see the truck most of the time i was up on the cape). afterwards, i drove north a bit on the beach to the next spot i could get on the road, and found someone stuck in the sand at the exit. i got out of my truck and helped give some direction as to which way to turn the wheel and whether to go forward or backwards, and they got out after a little bit. i then headed south and explored more of the coast on my way to the next campground. one of the parks i wandered through had some nice winding dirt roads through the hill or mountain.. some parts were pretty narrow and i decided to turn around (after having to drive backwards to the closest fork in the road) when i saw the path getting narrower with a log up on both sides of the road. from where i sat, it appeared like the log might rub against the truck and i had already heard some branches scratching against my truck or camper on the way in and didn’t want to risk any more.. luckily there was little to no damage from the branches.