continuing on

First, in the Little River Cemetery, this gravestone totally caught me, I think because of the hand. Telitha E. died in 1885 at the age of 35.




What's not to love?



This is us outside the Shelter Cove General Store. This is the morning we embarked northward up the second half of the "Lost Coast". Bethany is practicing fencing to defend us from bears. She was tested many times, and at all hours, we came away unscathed.




This is "Nick". She got dropped off at the General Store while we sat out on the porch. She had one wet foot, hence the removal pictured here. After a little conversation she told us how she'd been on a magic mushroom diet for the last 4 or 5 days, and had eaten little else. Bethany gave her some salmon jerky, an apple, and some electrolyte hydration. When she was in our world we had a lot of fun talking, and when she was in her world it wasn't as fun, at least for us.


These peacable looking animals are Roosevelt Elk. They've been reintroduced to the area. We've had several experiences with them along the Lost Coast. These males were relaxed, the next three times we ran into the males it wasn't so mellow. We weren't charged or anything, there was just a lot of tension crackling as we were forced to walk in much closer quarters than they preferred, which in turn scares me/us. Bethany made wild noises that helped us get through successfully.