Near Tillamook. I've known about the ice cream and tasty cheese. But I'd never heard about the Bay Ocean spit—a sliver of land between the river and ocean that once housed a thriving community. Until, that is, it washed away into the ocean. Whoa.
Now it's a quiet landscape. Perfect for one last camping trip of the year. We packed in some sangria, a couple books, a Frisbee and the trusty tent.