We recently returned from a trip to the Oregon coast. We love the ocean and in an ideal world we would retire in the NW or the NE walking distance to the ocean. This trip was part vacation and part retirement exploration. It was the first time in nearly 35 years that we went on a true vacation. By true vacation I mean a trip away from home that we were not planning on visiting friends or family. We were taking time away just for ourselves, and think about what might be next for us.
It was a relaxing time. We had no work pulling at us. We took no computers and set our smart phones to take no business calls or download any work emails. We were off line. There was no one we had to see or place we had to be. It was vacation time no excuses made.
I woke everyday mountain time and was the first one on the beach with the dog. It was solitude at its best. The two of us started every day walking miles along the surf. Each day RangerSir and I would have breakfast at the little house we rented and decided what we wanted to do that day. The weather was iffy and so it was a day by day event. We spent part of each day out exploring the area and eating lunch somewhere differently each day. In five days we had five different chowders. We poked around towns along the Oregon coast looking at what they had to offer and how they might fit with our retirement plans. We always found ourselves back at the beach two or three more times daily besides my morning walk. We planned our days around the tides. We could not get enough time seaside.
One of the things we did was kite flying. Neither of us had done it since we were kids. The kinds of kites we flew were the paper kites with the wooden crosses and tails made of rags. The area of Oregon we were at has lots of coastal winds. We splurged and bought a kite at the local kite store, nothing fancy, mind you. We had no idea what to expect, so we did not go crazy, though the store had hundreds to choose from of many colors and designs. Our new kite was a modern contraption made with ripstop nylon and a built in tail. Our modern-style kite far exceeded our expectations. Kite flying was one of those things that we only give ourselves permission to do when on holiday. We live in an area of Montana with plenty of winds and even more open spaces, so you will likely find us flying our Oregon coast kite again in Montana. We won’t wait so long to fly a kite again.