Sea to Shasta

Headed south last night, we passed Port Orford, the western-most point in the continental U.S. and possibly the windiest section of coastline we've ever seen.

We stayed in the camper, plugged into a friend's house in the Port of Brookings, OR. The rain dumped on us most of the night but we woke up to cloudy skies. The break on the beach was awesome, only 100 yards away. The winter waves are huge.





We got on the road and drove through the northern tip of Redwood National Forest as well as Jedidiah Smith State Park, along the Smith River.

Back on I-5 south, we passed Mt Shasta and couldn't miss an opportunity to play in the snow so we ventured up to Bunny Flat, the end of the road in the winter and start of the trail for the climb to the summit (Wiley did that a few years ago but not this time). Wiley did a little skiing and the dogs sank to their chest every time they took a step, both of which were hilarious.