After leaving Olympia, we traveled south on I-5, through Portland and on to Lincoln City, Oregon. The Nordic Motel was a nice, older place as were all the other establishments along the beach. The deck was well kept and the view was fantastic.
I purposely left out pics of the interior of our room as it desperately needed remodeling, but the outside was well maintained.
The coast was very scenic in every direction. The beach was practically ours. Every now and then a jogger would trot by. I think maybe the reason for solitude may be two-fold: 1) Motel rooms along this beach are more expensive than rooms along Highway 101 which runs through town, and 2) Public access to this area is about a mile away.
Gordon Ramsay would love to improve the rooms of this motel so that it would become a major destination for tourists but, in all fairness, I have to admit that I loved staying here. Upon arrival the first thing I did was to open the windows to let the fresh, moist ocean breeze flow in. Then I settled into a somewhat uncomfortable chair and spent many hours finishing a novel.
To walk along this beach was totally refreshing, and after two days I left feeling that my soul had been renewed.
We had Salmon this good little restaurant. Upon entering, we talked to several other patrons who indicated they were frequent visitors, so we knew this place had good food. If you are ever in Lincoln City, you now know where to go for fish.
In the Tanger Outlets parking lot was this old Studebaker. Back in the ol' days, my father owned one.
These last two pics are of Mount Washington, located close to Bend, Oregon. The Cascade range provided us with plenty of beautiful scenery.
