And The Rain Chased Us Out of Town

"A grove of giant redwoods or sequoias should be kept just as we keep a great or beautiful cathedral." 

-Theodore Roosevelt

It was time to go home. We said goodbye to our little beach shack and got on the road.

The further down the coast we went, the rainier it became.

I had been craving me some Mexican food this whole week, because I crave Mexican food every day of the week. The one Mexican restaurant in Bandon was closed due to a family emergency one day. I swear, it closed at 2:00 p.m. on every other day. So when we found this place in Brookings, I did my little happy dance in the van and prepared to gorge on chips and salsa.

The food did not disappoint. I left one happy momma.

Next stop, Jedediah State Park for some redwood trees. I can't be near the California border and not go visit my tree friends. It was kind of eery driving through this forest in the rain. 

And it was kind of wet and kind of cool walking through it in the rain.

Neil was the keeper of the camera. Like I said, I was trying not to ruin yet another camera on vacation. 

Once we were sufficiently drenched, and had taken our last photo, we hopped in our van, and the rain chased us all the way to Medford.

Where we stopped at Shari's restaurant for some Marionberry pie in honor of Pi Day.

The next day, we drove twelve hours through this ugliness.

We decided that when the Lord was beautifying the earth, He must have gotten to Nevada and decided He was tired. I'm sure He said, "Just throw some sagebrush out there and call it good, I spent all of my creative energy on the West Coast, and I've got nothing left."

Oh well, after several hours in the Nevada desert and eating lunch in Winnemucca, Layton didn't look so bad. Home is always a happy place to come to, even when you've meandered across gorgeous beaches and forests. I just wish those forests and beaches were a little bit closer.