|A young girl inspects something in the sand at the First|
Beach, near an enormous dead tree, beached by the sun.
|The Mother of Invention...|
We visited three beaches in all. Rialto, First Beach and Second Beach. Yes, dear readers, there is a Third Beach and probably other numbered beaches, but after my story of getting to Second Beach you will see why Third was passed by.
|I did not take the one in the center.|
If you can point to the one I did take,
I will give you a Special Award.
|Someone's creative work.|
Walking on this less-than-stable platform is wonderful exercise for the calf muscles and I can attest that they remarked on it for a couple of days afterward. I did see families with babes in strollers, but they were likely carried down to the water's edge where the beach sand is being refined and thus is softer on the feet than farther away from the daily grind. (You can see lots of photos here on PhotoBucket.)
|Dead trees stand in silent testimony to the potential forces|
of the Pacific when it is not as lovely as on this day.
|This beach goer is only standing in the retreating water, not coming out.|
|Plenty of soft sand here; great for kids to safely run wide open!|
|From the public parking lot in La Push, this is the view|
looking back toward Rialto Beach, and the land mass on
the left are sacred islands for the Quilute tribe.
|La Push Marina, tucked in behind First Beach.|
|Headed down the path to Second|
Beach. Looks at first like you are
taking a stroll through someone's
lovely private garden.
I had worn sneakers earlier in the day and in my wisdom brought sandals which were perfect for First Beach. But I didn't think it would be much of a walk down the path to Second Beach (no indicators, no directions for that either!) so I didn't change my footwear. And seeing other people wearing hiking boots did not give me a clue because I wasn't really registering on that important information.
You know where this is going.... downhill. And later, uphill, with sandals that did not have any heel-holder-inners. Hard to go ahead easily with a 40 percent incline. Oh, and by the way, if you have been 'walking' on the treadmill, a 5% incline does not cut it for training, folks. Yes, I whined all the way to the summit, muttered all the way down to the beach, groused on the way back up and puffed my way back to the car.... but I was smiling all the time, if that counts for anything. I'm not that great an estimator of distances, but my muscles are telling me it was about a mile and half in and even though it was more uphill on the way back, it was the same distance.
|The Offering Tree had shells, stones, strings, and a variety|
of other small treasures left by previous beach-goers.
This is a trip that I think my granddaughter would just love to do because not only is there a lot to see on the path, but the beach itself has tide pools, soft sand, places to build forts, lots of huge dead, splinter-free trees to climb on as well as dancing in the surf. I intend to be in much better shape for my next trip here.
|Seagulls shop for supper or snacks.|
So, reminder: check the tide tables for beach visits because not all paths near all beaches are accessible once the tide is in/up.
Tide pools have lots of things living in them and this is just one photo of many taken in the short time I was there. (You can see more photos by clicking on this link.)
|Even I was surprised when I got home and downloaded this tide pool shot!!|
|Second Beach tide pools glisten in the late afternoon summer sun.|