At the time, it felt like a concession; I’d hoped to continue south to my then favorite: Cannon Beach (shown here),
which would have required an additional three hours of driving one way.
We followed Highway 101 south, exited onto Ruby Beach Road, followed it about two-tenths of a mile, parked, then walked down a fern-lined path to the beach. I captured the following two screen shots from Google Maps. The first shows the start of the trail, the second, an overview of the beach.
It was one of the most beautiful beaches I’d ever seen. I’m a sucker for sea stacks, which is the name for the large rock outcroppings shown here.
Once we reached the beach, which has an extremely flat slope and extends for miles, we understood the existence of the Tsunami Hazard Zone sign at the intersection of Highway 101 and Ruby Beach Road.
Although there were quite a few visitors, it didn’t feel crowded because there was so much to do. There were plenty of driftwood logs to walk on, the Cedar Creek to cross (some kids swam in it),
the right kind of sand for building castles, waves to watch and sea stacks to observe or climb.
Unfortunately, the tide was too high to access the largest one, shown here in the background.
Seeing my photos once we returned home, I realized I’d only taken a dozen or so shots. But it didn’t matter. I was hooked. I looked forward to a return trip, which we made last August. The weather was, again, great.
The view was excellent from pretty much everywhere.
We checked out Cedar Creek en route to the tallest sea stack.
It was a better place for rock skipping than beach combing, as shown by these round flat rocks, the result of glacial action.
We checked out these shorter sea stacks, which lie to the south.
Even the view from the largest sea stack facing towards the trail access to the beach was nice.
We didn’t notice tide pools, but found these mussels near the tall sea stack.
In the same area, we observed Giant Green Anemones (though these were only about two inches in height). A chiton is well-camouflaged to the right of the anemones.
We hung around for about an hour at my new favorite beach before continuing on our way. I hope to return again and again. I’m not sure that my photos did this beach justice, but these two, taken by John Fowler, do.