This image doesn’t do justice to one of the world’s best seascapes. Still, there’s a lot to like. Off to the right rises an iconic Oregon headland, its upper slopes dressed in a maritime forest of Sitka spruce. Tillamook Head rises a thousand feet above the sea. Back on the beach, its mirror image awaits erasure by a swash on the make. A ripe peach glow, set up by evening clouds, tints a foamy run up. I can still feel thunder from the dark breakers beyond. And there is something different on the horizon.
Just left of center, in the distance, you may be able to pick out Tilly, the deactivated lighthouse perched on Tillamook Rock, just a mile off the head. It’s different because human constructions are rare in my posts. I confess, however, to a recent exception. A Deep and Shallow History from a Nearby Shore featured a deactivated roadbed.