Ask the locals where to go

I learned many years ago that when traveling, the most sure fire way to find the best adventures is to talk to locals.

We’ve been here on the coast of Oregon now, working a short-term gig at the Lincoln City KOA, for about a month and a half. We have not seen as much as I thought that we would have. As it turns out, working 30 hours a week at the campground leaves me feeling like using my time off to just relax more than to seek adventure.

But yesterday, I did feel the urge to explore and decided to take the advice of several area locals that I’ve spoken to. They recommended that we take a hike to see Drift Creek Falls. After about the fourth mention of this, I knew it would be worth the bit of effort it took to find it.

As is often the case, natural wonders in our national forests are in areas that are completely off the grid meaning our smart phone’s GPS positioning didn’t even work out there.

It’s times like these when it pays off to be patient and listen closely and ask plenty of questions. Locals will often be very familiar with how to get somewhere so much so that they don’t necessarily remember details like street names.

It took a little bit of doing and a couple of wrong turns but we did eventually find the beautiful heavily forested road that led up to our adventure.

The road is paved, a bit bumpy and narrow. It’s not terribly steep but does go up and occasionally offers a glimpse out to the ocean.

We meandered our way through magical woodland scenes with soaring trees, shaggy green moss, and lush fern beds until abruptly we were at a parking lot with several cars gathered pretty much out in the middle of nowhere.

Summer weather here is amazing, actually just about perfect with moderate temperatures and sunny skies nearly every day.

From what I’m told, the other seasons have considerable rainfall and the wind really likes to blow but it doesn’t get much snow.

The hike to drift Creek Falls is fairly short (1-1.5 mi) and just hilly enough to get you breathing a bit. It winds through the forest and it’s easy to imagine that you could stumble upon a family of elves or leprechauns. As in many areas where we’ve been along the West Coast, the tree stumps are often gargantuan and mind-boggling. You begin to see places where the trail opens up along little rocky . Rather suddenly it opens up to an expansion bridge some 200 feet in the air where you have a nice vista of Drift Creek Falls.

For those who are afraid of heights and unwilling to go out on the bridge, you can see the waterfall before crossing. It’s very sturdy and well supported but quite scary nonetheless.

All waterfalls are beautiful as is this one. I imagine it’s significantly more spectacular other times of the year when there’s greater water flow. You can hike on an additional half mile down to the base of the falls. Which of course we did. If you come to the Central Oregon coast, you will certainly enjoy the dramatic coastline itself but don’t miss a side trip like this up into the surrounding forest. Logging is still the primary industry around here and you’ll see why. Definitely a worthwhile adventure.

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What do I mean by “Recreating My Life”?

What do I mean by “Recreating My Life”?

I’ve known in my heart for many years that I wanted to be able to go wherever my heart led me, perhaps make a living online or something, but how?

On Saturday morning April the 20th in Oakland CA an intangible life changing epiphany came over me (it involved a catfish but that’s another story) letting me know that I didn’t need to know “the how”.

I didn’t need to worry about how things would work out.  How I would achieve financial security and the many other things that scare us into not living our dreams became almost magically non-issues. I’ve described it like something just cracked open my head and poured in whatever it was.

The message was very clear that not only could I live my dreams, but I should! And most of all THAT I DIDN’T NEED TO WORRY.

That by going with the creative flow within me (I know that sounds corny but it’s the best way I can describe it) and letting the path lead me it would all be good.  In fact it felt like it would all be great.  (At the time of this writing, it’s been 3 1/2 months since leaving my old life behind and I can confirm that this feeling had amazing merit and was absolutely worth following.)

Not gone completely but much more manageable were the fears of leaving my adult children to live their lives (they know mom is just a flight away), leaving the comforting rituals of everything that is our day to day lives- time spent with friends and loved ones, my favorite Circle K where I liked to get my morning coffee, exercise routines, caring for the plants in my garden, our home and the view out my kitchen window of my window box, the skylines I love, the birds I’ve come to know, the wonderful neighborhood children… everything.  Yes, I would miss all these things but it would be ok.

As soon as we got back into Orlando, I jumped into action.  My mind became very busy with solving all of the challenges that this would entail.  It’s not that easy to deconstruct your life and just take off and live off the grid or wherever your heart leads.  Thankfully, I have an amazing, loving and supportive husband who has been behind me and this sudden redirection 100%.

Leaving a town where you’ve lived for over 30 years, where you’ve raised three kids and established yourself deeply into the community.  Putting a business that you’ve started from scratch on a shoe string and invested 10 years worth of hard work into aside.  Giving up the stability of predictable income.

Now that’s hard.

But after this feeling of freeing my spirit to follow wherever it wanted to go all these things became so so much easier to deal with emotionally than I ever thought they could be.  Even though there were fleeting moments of melancholy and difficult tear filled goodbyes, it all still just felt so right.

My New Year’s resolution for 2014 is to tell this story.  To tell it as I live it.  To try and capture and share the joy and magic that is unfolding in my life.  There will certainly be challenges and misfortunes but what would life be without them?

I’m happy to have you come along for the ride.  If it in any way serves you to find greater happiness, hope or inspiration in your life, if will all be worth it.

So here we go…on the way to happily ever after, wherever that is 🙂

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Rhonda “Re-creates” her life or What’s this blog all about?

Rhonda “Re-creates” her life or What’s this blog all about?.

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