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| On the path to the beach. Love the moss. |
What defines camping? Is it hiking into the wilderness and with only your gear on your back? Or is being away from home without your cell phone/laptop and cooking over an open camp fire?
On a perfectly fine raining day, back to Fort Steven’s we go. I never thought the State’s Largest Park would be such a draw for me. But it is my favorite park for camping and activities.
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| Near Sunset on the beach. |
The park has plenty of paved bicycle trails and walking paths. In addition, historical buildings and bunkers. You can see the place where the only bomb was dropped by the Japanese on the continental US during WWII. And if that is not enough entertainment, the Columbia River meets the ocean nearby (one easy car ride or one very long bike ride.) You can watch a wind surfer as the barges of grain goes by.
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| He's a local I'm sure |
As for the town, all the stores you’d ever need camping; Fred Myers for the items you may have forgotten; Starbucks when camp coffee just quite cut it anymore and breweries. Several breweries. Take your growler and for about $13 bucks you can drink four and a half pints of freshly tapped ale around the camp fire.
Our style of camping is renting a deluxe cabin. A cabin that comes with a mini-kitchen (full size refrigerator, sink and microwave) a living room with a television & DVD player, and a bathroom with your own shower and toilet you don’t have to share with rest of the camp ground. In addition, there is a gas grill off the patio along with the standard campfire pit and picnic table.
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| The front porch of the cabin. |
No drama, no entertaining stories. Just a relaxing time exploring the area, enjoying the great outdoors and cooking some mouthwatering food over a camp fire. And yes, the grub was great and the beer fresh. Who cares if it rains???
Fort Stevens, I will be back.
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| German Brats, Beer...camp fire..prefect. |
Prost.
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