Of Port Orford
Fuzzy flora…
Tall blooms…
The Port Orford Heads on Dock Day (June 16th)…
The Morrison Dancers on July 4th…
The dinghy races on July 4th…
Port Orford’s dock…
Battle Rock Beach at low tide and through the fog…
A foggy view of Humbug Mountain from Battle Rock Beach…
A beached jelly fish…
Bull kelp at low tide…
Hubbard Creek cutting through Battle Rock Beach…
Waves…
Fish caught by our friend Kenneth…
Agate Beach and low tide debris…
My friend AJ’s car…
The Street Fair organized by our friend Steven…
The Spoon in Langlois…
By now you know how much Jeff and I love Port Orford. The sea either calls your name or lets you pass by. Three summers ago Port Orford beckoned us like a mythological siren. It is simple and pure… raw and refined… small but large with an underground network community… isolated but social… SPECIAL!
Please take the time to view this excellent video about the uniqueness of Oregon’s southern coast from Bandon to Brookings with Port Orford in between.
Bye bye, so long, farewell Port Orford… See you in June!
wandering gypsy Laurel 