Several signs around town proclaim that Yachats is “The Gem of the Oregon Coast” – and we agree! This brief tour of Yachats provides snapshots of the many reasons why so many love this place.
Today, I am sharing another poem by Robert Wilson. Bob and his wife, Joyce, moved to the Yachats area during retirement, and we were fortunate to have him as a part-time desk clerk at the Overleaf Lodge and the Fireside Motel for several years.
The ocean is the music of our community – we hear its song everywhere. And, from its song, we know its mood. Watching King Tides is an epic experience. These extreme high tides are highest in the winter and occur a few times each year when the moon is closest to the Earth.
The small, swift marbled murrelet gets all its food from the ocean and moves inland only to nest. Unlike most seabirds, murrelets are comparatively solitary. Their reproductive strategy is to be so secretive that predators don’t find their eggs, which are laid directly into a depression of a high tree limb.
A highlight of being here, at Overleaf Lodge, is the 804 Trail that ambles between the lodge and the ocean. Originally, travelers of this trail departed in Waldport, where ferries carried them across Alsea Bay. They then walked eight miles of beach, south to the basalt rock bench where Yachats sits, then followed the rugged coastline and up the Yachats River to reach fertile farmland.
Today, I’m watching the animals a few miles north of Overleaf Lodge. Both the Newport Aquarium and its next-door neighbor the Hatfield Marine Science Center have video cameras live streaming the antics of their marine residents.