What did you think I meant? We were just down the road from Newport so we had to visit Rogue Brewery where I had a Rogue Dead Guy ale. Yummy.

But the highlight of the day, other than Rogue, was walking along the beach. First thing in the morning the mist was so thick that you could barely see where you were going. It was equal parts disorienting and magical.

Walking along the beach, we kept seeing bits of evergreen trees in the sand. There must be a story there, but I have no clue what it is.

We were fascinated by the other things washed up on the beach.

There were a number of tidal pools near our hotel and I could have watched them for hours. I nearly did.

We went for a long walk along the beach in the morning, but we enjoyed it so much that we had to go for a walk in the evening. The sun was setting…

The tide was still going out, which created fascinating patterns of running water.

… and interesting reflections in the wet sand.

I’ll leave you with a picture of shells attached to the rocks – almost abstract art.