Day 71 Coast Walk Entry 14

ENTRY 14

Near the end. As these last two entries indicate they have in fact been moving South to North, I believe I wrote the opposite at the start in my commentary. After yesterday's happy entry, the impending end of the trip seems to cast a cloud over today's.

Monday Aug. 3, 1931

Meadow Camp

It is after eight by my watch which is not entirely relaiable and Matt is waiting for his breakfast.

We shall walk to Waldport today and take the stage for home tomorrow

Tides for Today

Humboldt Bay, California

High{ 2.15 Am 5.0 feet Low{8:54 Am 0.8 feet

3.24 5.3 “ 9.38 Pm 2.0 “

Astoria, Oregon

High{ 3.57 Am 6.7 feet Low { 10:26 Am 0.7 feet

4:42 Pm 5.3 “ 11.06 Pm 1.7 “

Tidal Differences & Constants

Alsea Bay Entrance (Waldport) Reffscience [?} Station Humboldt Bay

Latitude 44 25 North

Longitude 124 05 West

Line of tide + 0 15 +1.3 feet

By beach and by road we hiked to Wald port a hit or miss little town, less atractive although larger than Yahats.

We stopped at the first store we saw to buy fruit – the peaches were a very good flavor – 25¢ per doz. At the drug store we bought milk shakes, cookies, sundae, toothbrush & films.

We mailed cards from the P.O. Looked the town over, had a bowl of clam chowder and corn on the cob.

We crossed the Alsea bay on the Ferry and hiked up the road to enquire there about some cottages. They had no shower bath so we went on out over the sand duens to the beach. Matt rested from the wind behind a hummock of grass but the wind was so strong I hiked back to the nearest wooded sand hill for a rest in the sun sheltered from the wind.

WE met again on the weary wastes after a time and discussed what we wanted to do.

While Matt took the Ferry back to Waldport to get food and make arrangements with the rural mail carrier to take us to Newport tomorrow, I read and rested on the dune overlooking the bay.

By the time Matt returned, it was getting pretty cold so I changed my mind again and we took a cottage for the night where we could have a safe fire and wash our clothes. Matt washed his breaches in the r [end of page and it stops; I assume “river” but it's a strange stop]