Weathering Winter Storms in Ocean City

This weekend despite the weather reports which called for cold blustery weather, Theresa and I headed out to coast to camp. I’d like to think we’d would have pulled into the campground at Ocean City regardless of the gear we had with us, but the truth is our willingness to camp is directly proportional to the thermostat in our new trailer. Not sure if I’m older and wiser or older and softer; I expect it’s the latter.

Ocean City State Park

Due to work we got a later start out of town on friday. Traffic on the I-5 corridor is always going to be heavy on a friday but the rain made matters worse. It was well and truly dark be the time we pulled in the park to look for our campsite.

Luckily the spot I had reserved was one of the few that was high enough to be above the standing water. Most of the campground was under a foot of water. Needless to say we had the place pretty much to ourselves. The only sound was the wind tearing through the trees. Felt downright cozy with the furnace and a cup of hot tea.

Pacific City and Moclips

The next morning we headed north to check out the changes in the area. I was surprised just how much time had past since I had been on this particular bit of coast. Hwy 101 bypasses this area. You have to get on Hwy 109 to access it. Guess that’s why the call it ‘The Hidden Coast.’

Since my last visit the community of Seabrook has sprung up for Seattleites to enjoy the beach. Nice community but well out of my price range, and a little too reminiscent of ‘The Truman Show’ to truly feel like a beach getaway.

Further north we pulled into Pacific Beach and the Moclips area. The buildings here had that weather and authentic feel to them. That and they’ve been around long enough to have some history, such as the story of the Moclips Beach Hotel built in 1905.

It deserves an article all to it’s own and I’m still piecing the story together check back in a couple of days and I should have something to share.

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