The sand and the beach are stunning on a blue, sunny day in Oregon. Even though it’s sunny, it is VERY cold. The wind helps steal the heat.
Some rocks and surf.
Big rocks looming along the roadway.
Gold Beach and the Wreck of the Mary D. Hume
The bridge over the mouth of the Rogue River at Gold Beach. The town is named as such because when the first white settlers came to the area, they found gold laying on the surface of the beaches. Gold doesn’t hang out on the surface anymore.
The classic Oregon-style bridge posts.
A view from the north bank of the Rogue River.
The stately wreck of the Mary D. Hume. She was in continuous use from 1881 to 1977 and served as a goods hauler between San Francisco and Oregon, a whaler in Alaska, servicing canneries in Alaska, and finally as an ocean-going tugboat along the Northwest Pacific Coast.
The tide was way up when we visited.
It is too bad that through a comedy of errors, the boat was allowed to sink and never salvaged. I don’t think that at this point there is any real chance of salvage. Perhaps it can be preserved in its current state if it were to be raised and preserved.
We saw horses on the highway just south of downtown Gold Beach.
Rocks offshore.
The Confluence of the Rogue River and the Illinois River
The Rogue River (coming from the right) and the Illinois River (coming from the bottom) meet at Agness. The Rouge runs milky while the Illinois runs clear. It is quite the meeting of the aquatic minds.
The Agness emergency air strip can be seen in the exact middle of this photo. Any pilot who lands there has to content with a mountain and forest at one end of the runway and a tall bridge and power lines just beyond the other end.
A view from just downstream of where the Illinois and Rogue meet.
From the bridge over the Illinois. The Illinois water was so incredibly clear.