Oregon Coast… and a night in a haunted lighthouse.

Some days it’s all about the journey, but some days it’s about the destination. Today was a bit of both. We left the ranch after a delicious home cooked breakfast (French toast, bacon and maple syrup, followed by plums picked that morning). Our journey continued to hug the rugged Oregon coast.

We stopped for lunch at Bandon, a small, picturesque fishing town on the Coquille River. Our Lonely Plant said: “what could be better than eating fresh fish at a seafood shack on a waterside dock?” Could no agree more so to Tony’s Crab Shack we headed. The long queue out of the door of this tiny shack gave us plenty of time to drool over the menu. The fish tacos we chose were well worth the wait.

We continued up the coast to our destination for the night – Heceta Head Lighthouse. I’ve always wanted to stay in a lighthouse, so when this one came up when I was looking at places to stay on the coast I booked it straight away, and was lucky to get the last room they had available. Like most lighthouse stays, the accommodation is in the keepers cottage. The lighthouse itself was built in 1894, and it perches precariously on Heceta headland above the churning ocean below. The views both of the lighthouse, and from it were stunning. A sweeping bay, crashing waves, dive-bombing cormorants, blue sky and sunshine all added to the view.

Inside the keepers cottage is like stepping back in time – it has been perfectly restored and is filled with original furniture and belongings of the lighthouse keepers who lived here. We knew we wanted to make the most of our afternoon and evening here, so had brought our own picnic and wine to enjoy. After a walk up to the lighthouse, we sat out on the porch until sunset, making full use of the cosy blankets provided. We ate supper in the parlour, looking out over the cliffs.

I made the mistake of reading the book of ghost stories in the parlour, which consisted of detailed accounts of paranormal activities experienced by other guests. Our bathroom was down the hall from our room, so I made Paul promise he would come with me if I needed to go in the night!

Luckily, no one reported being visited by the friendly ghost that night. We joined our fellow guess for a gourmet 7 course breakfast at the Victorian dining table before sadly packing up to leave this very special place.

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