Tillamook Scenery

Donna here:

Nothing quite says "Tillamook" like this old Dutch style farmhouse and equally old trucks.

This crazy rooster caught our attention by "eyeballing" some hard to reach fruit of the rosa rugosa plant.

After eating all the easy low berries called rosa hips, he has to jump some three feet in order to get higher fruit.

 Pacific Seafood has a very large oyster farm here in Tillamook Bay. They spread seeded oyster all around the bay and just go out at low tide and pick them up. The shuckers here are paid .02 to .03 cents an oyster so fast hands are a necessity.

Most of the shucked oysters are simply washed off and thrown into a small labeled jar, uncooked, then packed for the market.

This fog bank would occasionally come for a visit on the bay. Good thing I know how to use a tripod.

 

We saw this herd often. Some of the dairy farmers don't like seeing them in their fields because a common practice is to just cut the grass and feed it to dairy cows...but they do not want elk crap in the feed.

Riley gets to pet a calf that is less than a hour old.

Remember the "pet rock"? This is all a kid needs to occupy his time...unlimited amount of rocks and a river to toss them into.

Tillamook has a very good farmers market on Saturday during the summer. It's full of beef, veggies and flowers.

A day at the beach. Here I am with daughter-in-law Lisa head out to test

the water of the blue Pacific.  

Lisa says "it's cold"! Yes, at 53 degrees I imagine it would be.

Granny and Riley would rather walk on the warm sand.

Dad and son are fast at play in the sand, building the Zwart Family  oceanfront compound.

We saw some whales just off the point, twice out of three visits.

I keep hearing about the terrible rain in Oregon but have so far not seen it. I also got Tom out of the motorhome for the day with his grandson, headaches continue to plague him.