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I love to visit and write about out of the way or unknown places like Hartville, Wyoming (watch for a future blog about this historic place). Today, though, it’s going to be Langlois, Oregon. If you’ve heard of Langlois, you must have been to Oregon. While it is on the Coast Highway 101, it is the kind of place you’d probably just drive right through after having visited north in Bandon or trying to get north to Bandon.

Named for an early Oregon pioneer, William Langlois, the town boasted 177 humans in the 2010 census. The locals pronounce the name as “Langless.” This unincorporated community claims to be famous.

Actually, it is famous. In the past, it was famous for the cheese making that went on until the factory burned down in 1957. It was never rebuilt. 

There is now an open air barn on the site where concerts are held by groups like the Crooked Still.

The Langlois Market claims its hot dogs are world famous. They are made with both beef and pork and served with a secret family mustard recipe and just the right kind of pickle. People come from near and far just to have one of these dogs!  http://www.langloismarket.com

For breakfast, there isn’t a better place than a greasy spoon café and Langlois has one housed in a somewhat quaint building! The reviews on their Facebook page are all good!

Langlois also boasts Raincoast Arts, a gallery filled with regional handmade items, paintings and photographs, in a building that has survived from the town’s hey-day. Their Facebook page has some great photos of the beautiful items within.

While this tiny community has no public school anymore, it does have a library and a community church.

Located about 2 miles inland from the ocean, Langlois does have its own beautiful places. One is Langlois Mountain.

You can take in all the beauty of Oregon’s scenic mountain forests at the retreat http://www.highlandwoodsgroupgetaway.com/contact-us

Nearby lakes and waterways, including the Floras Creek, a tributary of the New River, weave their way in and around Langlois. Langlois is known as the Gateway to America’s Wild River Coast!

There are other historic buildings here, like the hotel, and more country to see. And the beautiful Pacific Ocean isn’t very far away. If you get to Bandon, take some extra time to travel the 14 miles south to explore the historic and very quaint community of Langlois. It is an easy day trip from Umpqua River Haven!

Everyone loves birds, or at least they should. As a child, I would bring home baby birds that had fallen from their nests. The family would assist me in making a shoe box home for them complete with nesting materials (mostly grass). I would feed them with a dropper. They always died but I continued to bring them home and feed and nurture them in the hopes I could one day watch them fly off to freedom. It never happened but the hope never faded.

I grew up in the north with all the beautiful sounds of the northern songbirds. And with Cardinals….the bright and colorful Northern Red Cardinal to be exact.

They were, and are, my favorites although they do vie with the Blue Jay and the Stellar’s Blue Jay for personal favoritism. In her last days, here at Umpqua River Haven, our mother had a picture window that looked out on a large bird feeder that hung in front of the window. The feeder attracted many of the birds that dwell in Oregon for her to enjoy, but her favorite was the “blue Cardinal.” It was, of course, a Stellar’s Jay. We just let her enjoy her “blue Cardinal” without correction.

Photo by Doug Stonerholm

Previous to Oregon, I lived in the desert for a number of years, at first, unaware of the variety of birds that hang there. Until I’d lived there for awhile with the office door open to let in the outside air. And the birds, or at least the sounds of the birds. Suddenly there was a unique chorus of sound from the birds of the American Southwest. Well, that and birds from Mexico and maybe South America. The sounds were very much like what you would hear in the rain forests way south of the U.S. of A. Jungle sounds echoing across the desert. These were the sounds in the back yards of desert dwellers.

But, you could see them and identify them which is not true in all cases. Here is where we discover the elusive Elegant Trogon. This particular and very beautiful bird has a habitat that ranges from Guatemala to the upper Gila River in Arizona and even into New Mexico.  As migratory birds, they occasionally drift into Texas.

If you refer to the previous blog and the photo of the Santa Rita Mountains, you will note a reference to Madera Canyon that sits in the V of the Santa Ritas. Herein dwells the elusive Elegant Trogon. Madera Canyon is famous for the many varieties of birds that live or migrate there. But it is most famous for the Elegant Trogon.

Birders spend hours at a time watching for the 2,000 varieties of birds that find their way to Madera Canyon. They especially watch for the Elegant Trogon which isn’t easy to spot. This bird is about 12 inches long and weighs a little over 2 pounds. It perches upright and motionless in the trees of the semi and open woodlands and forests. They dine on insects and fruit and nest in Woodpecker holes. And they are very beautiful.

If you ever get to this unique, Arizona place, be sure to watch for the Elegant Trogon that dwells in the upper reaches of Madera Canyon. If luck is with you, you might catch a glimpse of this very pretty bird.

 Photo by Dominic Sherony

Back in Southern Arizona is the Sonoran Desert. The Sonoran Desert covers about 100,000 square miles and is filled with many varieties of cactus, trees, bushes and other stuff I don’t know what they are. In a wet year, the desert blooms profusely with cactus flowers and a lot of green. That is not the norm. Usually the desert is more brown (think sand-like soil). The cactus still bloom but do not produce as many flowers. While we’ll be traveling in Arizona desert country, the Sonoran Desert also resides in parts of California, Mexico (the state of Sonora), Baja California and Baja California Sur.

This is the hottest desert in North America which surprised me because I always thought Death Valley held that honor. More consultation with Wikipedia finds them contradicting themselves stating that Death Valley IS the hottest area in the United States. Well, I can tell you I’ve been to both and once you reach 100 plus it’s all equally hot.

The Sonoran National Park (where the mica bits on the ground glisten in the sunshine), Sonoran National Monument and Saguaro National Park are all located here. I’ve hiked some of them with friends in January and February and maybe December when it is normally 60 to 70 degrees. Not this year. This year it’s been 86 and 93 and back down to the 70s for a day or two and mostly in the 80s. Walks early in the morning work well.

Traveling south from Tucson the first stop is San Xavier Mission and I couldn’t resist a couple of more photos. The first one is this hill you can hike all the way around but it also gives you perspective on why Green Valley just south of here is called that. The mountains completely surround what is a very large valley. There is also a grotto on one side that is a shrine dedicated to Mary.

And the beautiful mission. They are currently working to reinforce the towers.

This was a 70 degree day and as you can tell from the sky, it was a beautiful one. To revisit more photos of the restoration of San Xavier Mission go to the previous blog:  https://umpquariverhaven.com/2016/02/15/san-xavier-mission  Do come back to read more about the Sonoran Desert.

There is a back road out of the mission, Mission Rd actually, that travels south across the Tohono O’odham Reservation (do NOT speed!) and then behind the copper mines that are plentiful in Arizona. Again, in a wet year this is a beautiful drive profuse with cactus flowers and lots of green stuff. Not this year but still the cacti grow wild here. We’ll visit just a few varieties.

The Saguaro Cactus flower is the state flower of Arizona. These strange and unique cacti are indigenous to Arizona, the State of Sonora, Mexico and the Whipple Mountains and Imperial County areas of California and nowhere else. They are protected. Don’t try to take one home! Their scientific name, Carnegiea gigantean, was given in honor of Andrew Carnegie. The holes you can see in them are made by birds that nest there. The hummingbirds can often be seen at the blooms drinking the nectar.

Next is the cuddly “Teddy Bear Cactus.” It’s really not cuddly, of course, but it bears (groan) the nickname of Teddy Bear. The Cholla Cactus is native to Mexico and the US Southwest. There are about 35 species and some grow in the West Indies, south central US, and have been introduced into South America and South Africa. Their famous barbed spines cling to skin, fur and clothing.

In the following photo you can see distinctly the mines with more Cholla, plus in front is the Prickly Pear Cactus whose real name is Nopal from the Nahuati word, nohpall. Nopal are eaten in Mexico as food but they are also food for a variety of wildlife that can handle chewing through their needles (like Javalina). Nopal has also been used in traditional medicine and is being researched as a possible benefit to diabetics. It is actually harvested and processed and sold in southern Arizona as a concentrate to mix with juice. Those that consume it swear by the health benefits. I’ve no idea what the green brush is. If you know, please advise!

Below is a Palo Verde tree and they are wildly abundant here. Sometimes they are planted in yards and at businesses but they are very messy always dropping leaves or flowers. Parkinsonia aculeate also goes by the names Mexican palo verde, Parkinsonia, Jerusalem thorn and jelly bean tree. Oh, yes, their seed pods look a bit like pea pods and also drop everywhere. Palo Verde trees are actually a member of the pea family.

A short drive outside of Green Valley, AZ, are the Santa Rita Mountains which I’ll write more about sometime. They are very beautiful from the desert floor. In that V is Madera Canyon which I’ll write more about sometime also. Suffice it for today to say the canyon is famous for spotting the beautiful and elusive Elegant Trogon—well, I keep coming up with more to write about some day!

There are no sunsets or sunrises anywhere in the world more beautiful than those in the desert and I leave you with this setting sun taken recently in Phoenix. We worked to get this one for you!

Prescott, Arizona is rich in history. Prescott served as Arizona’s territorial capital off and on during the mid-1800s and was home to Wyatt Earp’s brother, Virgil, in 1879. It was rumored that Doc Holliday spent some time here, too.

Arizona has been wealthy in its mining history. Copper, Hematite, semi-precious stones and even gold mines have been in abundance over time. Mining is down to a precious few today but is still very active. Mining around Prescott was prevalent in the early 1900s including a serious gold mine. The city of Prescott is riddled underground with old mining tunnels.

Prescott is famous for its “Whiskey Row” which was a procession of saloons along Montezuma Street. A series of fires in the early 1900s prompted the historic downtown area to be rebuilt in brick. “Whiskey Row” is on one side of one of four streets surrounding the courthouse square, the center of which is the historic Yavapai County Courthouse. The, also historic, St. Michael’s Hotel and a saloon or two, shops and art galleries survive to entice tourists.

This photo is of the Yavapai County Courthouse with the landmark “Thumb Butte” in the background. “Whiskey Row” is on the back side of the courthouse in this photo.

Climbing up the mountain from Phoenix to Prescott, I was grateful I hadn’t arrived ten minutes earlier. There was a crash involving at least two pickups and a larger truck of some kind. It was hard to tell which of several was the exact larger truck parked along the side of the road but the two pickups were both very smushed in on the back ends. Fortunately, it appeared that no one was injured or at least not seriously. The Highway Patrol came along as the stop and go, bumper-to-bumper traffic was crawling slowly forward. The HP drove on the right shoulder to reach the scene. That was the first of two wrecks I was late for that day.

Up on top of the mountain, there is a rest area that is also a major tourist attraction. It is named “Sunset Rest Area” because of the beautiful sunsets that occur across this valley and behind the mountain. Here is the daytime shot I took that day. You can tell the sunsets would be spectacular here!

After stopping for some groceries in Prescott Valley, I drove out to my friend’s place in Williamson Valley passing the second wreck of the day. Again it appeared there were no serious injuries and, again, I was grateful to be ‘late.’

My friends said they would leave the front door of the cottage unlocked for me and I would see why when I got there. This is what I found.

This is their new project and a real beauty already. The engine will be completed to go back in soon. Maybe next time I’ll get a ride!

My BFFs and I always meet together for some hiking, lunch and yak. This trip was no exception. We met at Lynx Lake and hiked the road lined with Ponderosa Pines for a bit. The trails were wet and muddy.

There is a nice park-like area here with picnic tables, grills and a boat ramp. This was our lunch view from one of the tables.

We spent a lot of time sitting and watching the lake and then walking the shoreline watching the lake, the boats, the ducks and a goose. It’s a beautiful, peaceful and relaxing place. Every time you look at the lake it’s different and ever changing.

We eventually had to push ourselves to move along to the next.

Prescott is blessed with many cultural groups and activities. Art and art galleries, theater, music and dance are in abundant supply.  There are two or three orchestras, a chamber orchestra, chamber ensembles and lots of fiddling. I visited the last rehearsal of the Prescott Pops Orchestra where a friend was playing viola. They were preparing to perform “Peter And The Wolf” and other pieces for area school children. This is one of my favorite works and there is nothing like sitting with the orchestra when you are listening to the Grandfather (bassoon), Peter (violins), the duck (oboe), the bird (flute), the wolf (French horns) and more. It’s surround sound only better. They have an excellent conductor.

The Prescott International Dancers are also a presence here. Most of them are old friends some with whom I went hiking at Lynx Lake.

Prescott is a great place to visit year around. It is famous at Christmas time but I will let you discover why for yourself. This has only been a sampling of what you will find in Prescott, AZ. There is much more to see, do and discover. There is something for everyone. If you get the chance to visit Prescott, don’t pass it up.

I lived on the Sonoran Desert for a number of years while caring for my aged parents. I’m back for a visit right now. The desert can be a stark place and a beautiful place at the same time.  In a ‘wet’ year it blooms green and colorful as the cactus burst forth with so many colorful blossoms and the desert turns green. In years with less moisture the desert is browner with fewer flower blooms.

But, there are some things in the desert that are eternally beautiful. Sunrises and sunsets are no more glorious than what the desert provides. There are natural areas and other places that retain their beauty. One of my favorites is the San Xavier del Bac Mission just south of Tucson. San Xavier is part of the Tohono O’odham Reservation and ministers to the Native Americans therein. And a lot of tourists! I plan to be one of them this trip.

Historically, San Xavier (pronounced Ha-vee-air) was founded in 1692 by Padre (Father) Eusebio Kino. It was named for pioneering Christian missionary and co-founder of the Society of Jesus (Jesuit Order), Francis Xavier. There is a ton more history but suffice it to say that Father Kino traveled southern Arizona and Northern Mexico extensively and established more than one mission among the native peoples.

My first experience with San Xavier was of an externally beautiful church that was black inside. Centuries of burning candles caused the interior of this truly gorgeous place to be totally black–walls, ceiling and iconic statues. After stabilizing the exterior, interior restoration began in 2001. I watched the progress both on PBS and with visits to the mission itself. It was a fascinating and heart-warming process to see. The Tohono O’odham people were trained in restoration and did most of it themselves.

Enough said. As you view the photos, keep in mind that everything you see inside was hidden for centuries underneath layers and layers of black soot. Only smokeless candles bought in the mission gift shop can be burned inside now. For good reasons you will see.

Restored statue of Fr. Kino at the altar. 

No one had any idea this amazing artwork was under all that black soot.

Fr. Kino

Ceiling

There are many statues and they restored them all.  Cleaned and did some repair although occasionally there is a missing finger or even hand. The clothing is all brand new and specifically made for each statue. The Native American woman was a surprise but there is a storyto her presence here (you’ll have to visit and read it!).

I’ve just given you an idea of what is here. There is much more to see and explore. Don’t miss San Xavier Mission the next time you visit Tucson, AZ.  You’ll be happy you did!

The occupation has ended peacefully. The last of the holdouts are in Federal custody. We can hope lessons have been learned and it will never happen again. Working with government to share our lands and working through our political system for change, are the best ways to handle disputes. Let’s hope that is what is done in the future. 

The FBI practiced great restraint in order to avoid another Waco or Ruby Ridge. The death of LaVoy Finicum is another matter and very sad.

The clean up and repair can now be done and Harney County can get on with life without the fear of possible flying bullets any more. We can all visit soon to enjoy the birds and scenic beauty.

Oregon has recently suffered an “us versus them” protest with the takeover of the Malheur National Wildlife Refuge near Burns by militia extremists. Burns, OR and Harney County have created a protest of their own.  “Militia Not Welcome Here,” one sign says. Many law-abiding residents just don’t want the occupiers there.

Why is this happening? Because Ammon Bundy was told by God to do so. Huh? Yeah, that’s what I thought when I read it. “after receiving a divine message ordering him to do so” according to Wikipedia.

After studying the history, it can be seen as a bit of the Hatfields and McCoys kind of feuding. Historically a Harney County family named Hammond ran cattle across this open land before President Theodore Roosevelt created the refuge in 1908 and it became federal land. Today it is renowned by bird watchers for the many varieties of birds that hang out there.

Since 1908, the Hammonds have violated agreements with the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service off and on with a lot of name calling into the bargain. Present day Hammonds are in prison having been convicted of arson on Malheur Refuge land. There is more than one story about how the fires started but, of course, the Hammonds think the land should be theirs. And the feuding continues. Only the Hammonds are in prison.

So, Bundy hot footed it to Malheur from Phoenix to stage an armed occupation of the buildings, along with a few Arizona militia friends and militia from Oregon and many other states, in protest of the Hammonds being in prison. Interestingly, the jailed Hammonds have stated they did not want or ask for this from anyone and do not condone it.

So far, as everyone knows, there is one dead Arizona rancher, LaVoy Finicum, one wounded person, Bundy’s brother, Bundy is in jail and a total of 16 people have been indicted by a Grand Jury in this case. That includes the 4 armed people still occupying the Malheur Refuge.

Oregon’s governor stated that this event is costing Oregon tax payers about $100,000.00 per week.

Additionally, the occupiers have carved a new road across land sacred to the Burns Native American Paiute Tribe and have rifled through boxes of ancient artifacts belonging to the tribe. These artifacts were being stored by the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service for the Paiute Tribe. Malheur was a Paiute reservation at one time. The Paiute just want the occupiers to leave the refuge and stop desecrating sacred ground.

Bundy heads a group that calls itself Citizens for Constitutional Freedom. But, instead of working through and with the political system for change, these people go out and Ya Hoo it by occupying land that belongs to you, me and every other U.S. citizen with guns ready to shoot anyone who might come within range.

There is a reason national parks, reserves, refuges and sanctuaries were created. Preservation of wild lands and wildlife is something most of us want.

These lands are the only places where some species live or, at least, live in abundance and roam free. We also want to be able to enjoy visiting them (remember the birding at Malheur) without having to dodge bullets. And we have a right to. They are our lands protected by our government paid for with our tax dollars.

Really!  Who do these people think they are to deprive all of us of our Constitutional Rights to Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness and the enjoyment of our national lands?!

If the last 4 do not just give up, eventually this will not end well. Even Bundy told them to leave. Bundy says he doesn’t even know who they are. None of them are Oregon residents.

People from all over have offered time and money to help repair the damage done during this armed occupation. One can but hope the peace and beauty of the Malheur National Wildlife Refuge will return. The sooner, the better. It’s a beautiful place.

Photo: by Greg Gillson   http://nwbackyardbirder.blogspot.com

In keeping with my promise of diversity on this blog, and, the promise to share cultural and other events on the Oregon Coast, here is my latest concert review: 

“Who is Jesse Cook?” “I don’t know.”

“Male or female?” “I don’t know.”

“Singer?” “I don’t know.”

This was some of the chat prior to the Seacoast Entertainment Association’s Jesse Cook concert at the Florence Events Center on Friday, January 29, 2016. During the pre-concert talk, it became clear that Jesse Cook was not only a pleasant and highly humorous presence but also a very popular performer.

Having never given a pre-concert talk before, Cook asked for questions. After answering a few of them, Cook realized many in the room had been to his concerts before. He asked how many had been to more than one of his concerts. Hands went up for 5, 6, 7 and even 9 concerts by what were obviously huge Jesse Cook fans. Many out-of-town attendees in this audience had been to his concert the night before in Eugene and were planning to attend his concert the following night in Seattle.

It gives new meaning to the term “he has a following.” That’s how good Cook and his band are.

On stage, the lighting was just enough to enable the first of 5 musicians to find their way out to start the strains of Cook’s original composition that borrows from traditional music so ancient there is no known author. During the pre-concert talk, Cook was asked who in the music field influenced him and one of his answers was The Gypsy Kings, a very famous traditional and modern music ensemble with a style all their own. Their musical style could definitely be heard in this piece and in many of the pieces performed by Cook and his band during the evening.

As a composer and album producer, while borrowing from ancient traditional music and Gypsy King styling, Cook still manages to create exciting new music all his own. Mastery of guitar and instrumentation combine into artful uniqueness. The energy level never let up. It all appeared so easy and yet one knew it had to be exhausting in the end.

During the pre-concert talk there was discussion about one of Cook’s past performances of “Cancion Triste.” Cook stated that it is a sad song but the audience comment was that it was more relaxing than sad. However, with eyes closed you could see, hear and feel the ocean waves rolling onto the shore and back out again with every breath of the music. At one point there was the surprising echo of a fog horn.

Cook played with some of the most talented musicians to ever grace the FEC stage. The multi-talented Chris Church plays violin, concertina and learned to play the haunting Armenian duduk expertly for one particular tune. Church also displayed a singing voice to envy.

Dennis Mohammad provided the all important bass rhythms with great energy and excitement. Nicholas Hernandez on flamenco guitar perfectly complimented Cook. Both musicians were outstanding with the flamenco hand clapping that gives this style of music so much verve.

Late into the program the audience was surprised to learn that this was Juan Mendrano’s second performance with this group. The only word to describe Mendrano’s talents on trap set, ethnic drums, a box, a tin can and unusual percussion tools is amazing. It just cannot be easy for a young man from Columbia to suddenly and quickly be performing the intricate rhythms of Armenian styled music.

Cook is an engaging performer who brings great humor to the stage and brings the audience to its feet often. During the first encore piece, Paul Simon’s “Cecilia,” the entire sold out crowd was on their feet singing, clapping and swaying with the music.

It was difficult to catch titles for the music. The last song was something about rain falling down, which may have been the title, and, was very telling as to the vast amount of talent on stage. Guitars were unplugged, amps and mikes were turned off and only the sounds of pure acoustics and human voice were heard. As Church sang this song with harmonies by Cook and the rest of the band accompanying, his enviable voice rang beautifully throughout the hall with great timbre and projection.

Presented by SEA producers, Linda Gargis and Steve Dennis, Jesse Cook was the third of SEA’s 2015 – 2016 concert season. Don’t miss SEA’s next exciting concert, “Ballet Fantastique,” on Saturday, February 20^th. Call the FEC box office for tickets at 541-997-1994.

FEC in Florence, Oregon is just 45 minutes from Umpqua River Haven. So much great talent close by. Listen below to “Cancion Triste.”

Depoe Bay, Oregon in Lincoln County is the smallest navigable harbor in the world. It is the namesake of Charley Depot who was given the land in 1894 by the Dawes Act of 1887. Charley was a member of the Siletz Native American Tribe. There are various stories surrounding his name but the family eventually became known as DePoe. 

The extremely short length of the entrance/exit to the bay makes it a difficult passage both in and out. The Coast Guard suggests studying the charts, hazards and recommendations before attempting to navigate through.

Experienced fishermen and women and whale watching pilots can make it a fun experience for passengers because they know exactly where to go and what to avoid. At the same time there’s a momentum in the water when entering from the ocean side that propels the boats through and can be a fun ride.

Depoe Bay is a fishing harbor with a small fleet that not only fishes commercially but some also charter out to the rest of us who just want to go fishing for a day. When they return, the catch is cleaned and packaged by locals to send along with us. Dinner that night is often fresh seafood you caught yourself.

Depoe Bay also caters to shoppers and has a variety of shops along 101. It’s always fun to visit the stores and see what’s new! Plus there is an art gallery or two, restaurants and more. A unique feature across from the shops and restaurants is the seawall that runs the length of the downtown shopping area. It creates an ocean view from any eatery or store.

One of our favorite things to do is to stroll on the sidewalk next to the seawall. Ah, but watch for crashing waves that often come up over the seawall drenching the sidewalk and anyone on it. Dodging waves can be fun!

A very big attraction here is the whales. There is a pod of grey whales that live in, around and near the bay for 10 months out of the year. They sometimes come in very close—if you were standing on the shore you might be able to touch one—to rub the barnacles off of their bellies on the shallow, rocky ocean floor. They can be seen from the seawall walk.

Depoe Bay claims to be the “Whale Watching Capital of the Oregon Coast.” Considering how easy it is to spot a whale here, they may be right. And the boats are docked just waiting for you to hop on and take a whale watching adventure with them.

We’ve been more than once and it really is exciting to have those tails popping up right next to or very near your boat. When it has happened once, you’ll wait in happy anticipation for the next one. They are feeding offshore on plankton and dip upside down in order to scoop them up causing their tails to lift out of the water in a showy display. We can’t get enough!

The Depoe Bay Whale Center is a small state park located at the south end of the seawall next to the bridge that covers the entrance to the bay. They have a “Whale Watching Spoken Here” program that informs and educates the public about the whales and assists them in knowing and appreciating these gentle giants of the sea. We never fail to visit the center, read a bit more about the whales and climb up the stairs to see if we can spot any.

Some of our family members have seen their first whale from the boats during uniquely different experiences. One day was sunny and calm with lots of whale tails. Another day was also sunny if not warm and there were sailing tails that day, too. Our third time out was cloudy, windy, choppy and no tails. The boat ride was mostly nice that day but since we are prone to motion sickness we were glad the boat arrived back at the dock before seasickness could set in.

We wouldn’t trade our visits to Depoe Bay for anything and it is often our major destination for a day on the coast. Don’t miss it as you will be happy you went!