So while the Monkey & I were up on the central Washington coast this weekend a water spout/ tornado hit Lincoln City on the central Oregon Coast. I forgot my camera but may get some pics of the event from my cousin (our family retreat, that is - not the tornado). We had a wonderful time. Good company, good food, good fun. The Storm Gods blessed us with a narrow, 4 hour window of windless blue skies in between thunderstorms to beachcomb and see what the "giant" waves had brought in. Unfortunately, no treasures were found. :( Nor any new slimy/fuzzy friends. Unless you count the dead seagulls, which I don't. We were at my cousin's cozy little cottage near Copalis Beach - a tumbledown, forgotten little town that's kind of sad, really (to quote Bridget Jones) but delightful nevertheless. There's a wonderful expanse of sandy beach with lots of small dunes - perfect for building sand castles. And I'm told a state park/nature preserve (Griffith-Priday) to explore. If you're looking for a rustic coastal escape with your own stretch of desolate beach and complete absence of tourist kitsch, this is your place. It's also famous for razor clams.