As we drove along the forrest road, Becky spotted a guy on a bicycle with a trailer broken down, and he was waving for help. Kind of a sad down and out guy, his tire had gone completely flat and wouldn't hold air, and he had his very large cat in the trailer which he held up for us to see! There was no way we could transport him and we had no cell phone reception, so we gave him some refreshments and called the Rangers for help when we got out of the forrest.

When we arrived into Oregon, we stopped at their beautiful Welcome Center right on the beach. Though it was well supplied with brochures and information, we were disappointed in the seeming disinterest and unknowledgable person who we talked to. It was a good place for our in-RV lunch, and the dogs loved going out into the dunes--Dudley really wanted to go on the beach, but it was not to be!
We made the decision to push through to Waldport for the night, as it was still early in the day. We made a quick stop at Battle Rock State Park and observed the place where the first settlers in 1850 held out on this small piece of land for two weeks besieged by the local natives until they successfully escaped (and returned permanently several months later).

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