Description

I’ve never been in a NW forest environment like the one I was fortunate enough to experience at Heceta Head on the Oregon Coast near Florence. I was on the beach below and saw the encroaching fog begin touching the headland and rolling through the treetops above so I went to up and into the mist. The trees there were unbelievably cool, sculpted into strange and beautiful shapes by the relentless ocean wind, growing lush and dense in the damp marine air. When I arrived at this unique specimen the fog had become thick, drifting through the branches in billows and obscuring the light.