Beverly Beach State Park

08 Oct 2020

My sister was coming over to the coast from Idaho, and my wife and I hadn't seen her since her wedding sometime last year because of the pandemic. My mom and dad hadn't seen her in almost as long. So we all drove over to the coast to spend the day together.

These photos were taken at Beverly Beach State Park (and some of them further down the 101, near Yachats). I also took a few on a nearly 20-year-old role of drugstore film, but I haven't gotten that developed yet—I'll add it to this roll when I get around to that.

A lot of the Oregon Coast is made of these sandstone cliffs which are unsurprisingly not very robust. Pipes like this one, slowly decaying onto the beach, are pretty common. A few decades ago, you'd also see a lot of houses looking like they were one or two big storms away from dropping into the ocean.

I'm not an architect, but I've always loved the bridges of the Oregon Coast. The one at Beverly Beach isn't the most impressive, but it is part of an impressive and storied family.

Places like this—where this bed of undulating grass covers the ground between tress—are all over the coast. I have no idea what any of these plants are called, but these spots just always seem magical.