Chop Chop Billy Goat

We spent a few days at Washburne State Park, on the central coast of Oregon, between the towns of Florence and Yachats. One of the highlights was visiting Devil’s Churn, a chasm filled with crashing ocean waves. We climbed down the stairs and stood right next to the churn. Giant waves crashed into the rock, spraying foam into the air. There was so much foam that the water was almost pure white. It really looked like milk!

While we were at Washburne, there was a storm that tossed up lots of driftwood and debris onto the beach. The next day, Ma and I walked on the beach and found lots of beautiful pieces of driftwood. My cubby is stuffed now!