Our first stop was Shoshone Falls.
And then we went to see the Boise Temple (even though it was closed). There are six spires and they are all free-standing obelisks: not actually connected to the temple building. Its face is all a dark marble.
We made lots of stops along the way.
Bonneville Dam, where we watched (through the observation windows) the salmon swimming up the fish ladders. Since there hadn't been any rain lately, the Columbia River was very low and there were barges and boats stuck on sand bars. We didn't do any boating there.
In Portland, we went to the Temple. They had record-breaking heat, just for us: 97 degrees! We got lost in the neighborhood and new it was close by. After retracing our steps back to the freeway, we finally got on the right road. This temple is also faced with marble, but this marble is very white.
The first two days on the coast were foggy, but we still saw harbor seals, stellar sea lions, lighthouses, the Coast Aquarium, gray whales, and spectacular views. This is near Depoe Bay. I think the pullout was called Rodeo Point. It's where we saw our first gray whale and harbor seal.
A stop along the coast on our way to the Devil's Punch Bowl.
More fog. There is acutally a lighthouse right at the tip of that spit of land.
This is a typical view from the Oregon Coast Highway. I have to admit that when the road had these vistas, the driving was definitely an e-ticket!
This is the view from the deck of the B&B, near Yachats.
The Devil's Churn.
Newport Harbor from The Embarcadero, where we had lunch.
One of McCollough's bridges. This one is over the entrance to Newport Harbor.
Critters in the tide pools in front of the B&B.
Our last night on the coast brought a beautiful, clear sunset. (This is also from the B&B.)
Looking north from the B&B.
Looking south from the B&B. You can see another of McCullough's bridges in the mist.
Saying good-bye to the Oregon Coast.
Then, following the advice of some local people, we changed our route and traveled back through the middle of Oregon on Highway-20: a long and desolate drive. It didn't save us any time and I would never drive it again.
The sights were all amazing, even if it did take 2070 miles to see them all. It's great to be home and Mom is the most wonderful traveling companion!
And then we went to see the Boise Temple (even though it was closed). There are six spires and they are all free-standing obelisks: not actually connected to the temple building. Its face is all a dark marble.
We made lots of stops along the way.
Bonneville Dam, where we watched (through the observation windows) the salmon swimming up the fish ladders. Since there hadn't been any rain lately, the Columbia River was very low and there were barges and boats stuck on sand bars. We didn't do any boating there. 
In Portland, we went to the Temple. They had record-breaking heat, just for us: 97 degrees! We got lost in the neighborhood and new it was close by. After retracing our steps back to the freeway, we finally got on the right road. This temple is also faced with marble, but this marble is very white.
The first two days on the coast were foggy, but we still saw harbor seals, stellar sea lions, lighthouses, the Coast Aquarium, gray whales, and spectacular views. This is near Depoe Bay. I think the pullout was called Rodeo Point. It's where we saw our first gray whale and harbor seal.
A stop along the coast on our way to the Devil's Punch Bowl.
More fog. There is acutally a lighthouse right at the tip of that spit of land.
This is a typical view from the Oregon Coast Highway. I have to admit that when the road had these vistas, the driving was definitely an e-ticket!
This is the view from the deck of the B&B, near Yachats.
The Devil's Churn.
Newport Harbor from The Embarcadero, where we had lunch.
One of McCollough's bridges. This one is over the entrance to Newport Harbor.
Critters in the tide pools in front of the B&B.
Our last night on the coast brought a beautiful, clear sunset. (This is also from the B&B.)
Looking north from the B&B.
Looking south from the B&B. You can see another of McCullough's bridges in the mist.
Saying good-bye to the Oregon Coast.
Then, following the advice of some local people, we changed our route and traveled back through the middle of Oregon on Highway-20: a long and desolate drive. It didn't save us any time and I would never drive it again.The sights were all amazing, even if it did take 2070 miles to see them all. It's great to be home and Mom is the most wonderful traveling companion!
