hiking Sisters Rocks
Sisters Rock, an Oregon State Park. We’ve driven by it hundreds of times. It kept calling to us. We finally picked a perfect day… comfortably warm with very little breeze. Some clouds might have been nice, alas not this day…
Our destination as seen not far from the pullout from Hwy 101.
The three rocks jut out into the sea, providing some marvelous views of the coast both north and south. There’s a small parking area, often filled with very large puddles during the rainy season. The park is pretty much undeveloped (something I like about our coastal beaches).
Looking north from a spot near the beginning of the hike. The theme here is lots of rocks dropped from the coast, not to mention the monoliths the park is named for.
The view looking farther north to Humbug Mountain (also a State Park complete with a campground).
Heading down the trail toward the larger sister. The trail is a gravel road that starts with a locked gate from the parking space. The gate is meant to keep vehicles out, not hikers. The road is remnants of an old harbor settlement. It descends roughly 160 feet.
The view to the south, toward Gold Beach.
This time of year the grasses and flowers have turned to golden brown.
The trail makes for a relatively easy hike, but the Sisters Rocks might present some serious challenges with lots of loose rocks. We’ll get a closer look in time.
The gravel trail looking back toward the highway (not easily seen in this shot).
A closer look at the scattered rocks and the coastal range of mountains beyond them.
We were not alone by any means. This Great Blue Heron opted not to stick around for a visit.
The end of the gravel road where we saw the sea cave carved into the largest Sister by waves. It’s possible to see the two smaller openings from this south side. There is a larger opening on the north end. I wasn’t brave enough to try to explore it, but there’s a youTube video of someone who did.
A Rock Wren. Apparently an infrequent visitor to the coast, though its territory does cover parts of the nearby coastal range. To be continued…
To my surprise, I felt a certain springy keenness. I was ready to hike. I had waited months for this day, after all, even if it had been mostly with foreboding. I wanted to see what was out there. All over America today people would be dragging themselves to work, stuck in traffic jams, wreathed in exhaust smoke. I was going for a walk in the woods. I was more than ready for this.
― Bill Bryson,