travel blog

The campground is situated on the bluff overlooking the Rogue River (in fact, we passed the site on the jet boat). It has a nice black-topped ramp for fishermen to use down to a wide gravel beach. I forgot to mention that on our boat ride, the first part of the river was classified recreational, the second part for white-water, and beyond that boats were not allowed–none of the river is classified for commercial fishing. The campground is mainly used by fishermen. There is a good sized block building with 3 sinks for cleaning fish. Mostly the fishermen were fishing for fall salmon.

On Saturday (the 22nd) we went into Gold Beach and wandered a huge secondhand bookstore–probably the nicest I had ever been in. It also contained a coffee shop (of course) and had a gentleman playing the piano. We also visited a myrtlewood shop but most of the wares were too pricy.

The campsites are nestled in a very large myrtlewood grove. There are very few bugs as the myrtlewood leaves give off a scent that drives bugs away but the smell is very faint and nice.  We picked wild blackberries and Tom made a blackberry brown betty cobler.  Yum, yum.

On Sunday we stayed home, read books, walked around, fed apples to several groups of deer,  watched a large flock of wild turkeys walk around.  I went down to the edge of the river and layed out on the warmed, rounded rocks watching the fishermen, then just birds and clouds.  At peace.