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Smuggler Cove, Oregon

Just a few miles north of the little town of Manzanita Oregon is a beach called Smuggler Cove. It is a popular beach for surfers and the parking can be difficult if the surf is good. But early in the morning it is deserted. By early, I mean well before sunrise. It is not a long walk to the beach and the trail is very good but a flashlight is required in the dark as there are plenty of things to trip on.

On this morning the moon, which was nearly full, was just settling down into the horizon creating a very magical moment. To be alone with the sounds of the surf, the smell of the ocean, a cool gentle breeze and scenery like this – what more could a person ask for?




It was low tide on the two occasions I visited this beach so much of it was exposed. But you can see that with the very gradual slope of the beach when the tide rises the beach will be covered with water and I suspect the waves must give the surfers quite a ride. Aside from that, this was such a peaceful setting it makes me feel dreamy all over again.

As it was low tide I went in search of starfish and found this little group all huddled together:
Whatever it is that is harming the starfish population, it did not seem to be present on this rock.

As I was leaving I saw this surfboard alone on the beach awaiting the arrival of its owner, who did indeed show up just as I finished taking this image.  We talked and exchanged emails.  Turns out he is a professional videographer working in Portland.  Ah, another good morning.




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  1. Thank you Edward, I was thoroughly enjoying myself while shooting on the beach at Smuggler Cove. An enchanting atmosphere in a great location.

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