After setting up camp (that would be leveling and letting out the slides), we walked around a bit and found an unused trail that led to the "bridge" above -- surrounded by the Mother Lode of Blackberries. Jimmy is the one who suggested we go get our Tupperware and PICK.
They were big and ripe and delicious. We picked about ten cups and made a wonderful blackberry dessert.
After lunch and picking, we talked about going to Cape Meares, see the lighthouse, and en route, we discussed if we'd seen it on previous RV trips. Nope, we'd remember if we'd seen it. The lighthouse isn't exactly on any beaten path, but as soon as we pulled into the parking lot, Jimmy exclaimed, "We've been here; we've seen this lighthouse!" I hope we are not the only travelers who do stuff like this, but it really makes you feel foolish. Sure enough, we visited in 2009.
Look at these cornfields at the air park! Can I tell you that when we drove back from the cape to "our air park," I asked Jimmy to stop so