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Saturday, 10 September 2016

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A benefit for the Cannon Beach History Center

We departed from the delightful Anchor cottage at 4:40 PM for the rather long walk back to the one modern-ish dream house we had not yet seen.  I rather doubted we would get there by tour’s end at 5 PM.

We had a quick gander at the exterior of a cottage across the street from the Anchor, just west of The Sea Star cottage.

Heeszel's Hut

“Heeszel’s Hut”

The cottage sign. I do like a cottage to have a name.

The cottage sign. I do like a cottage to have a name.

Just around the corner to the east is a set of tiny cottages, each with its own name sign, that I have admired before and today admired again.  I’d have a perfect photo of each of them, had not a vehicle full of lucky vacationers pulled up to one and begun unloading groceries.

Cozy

Cozy

Comfy

Comfy

Care-Free

Care-Free

We then applied ourselves to walking back to the modern house, past the Stephanie Inn and the Cannon Beach Lodge.  We arrived at the last tour home at 4:48 PM.  (We were doing them all out of order.)

#2: Beach Haven

a modern ocean view home

a modern ocean view home

from the programme:  This stunning home was built in 1982 by J. Thomas Ayers and Alan Schoenberg in the Cannon Beach tradition of exposed shingles.  This is the perfect example of an oceanfront dream home.  The home was designed to be passive solar with the observation area and bathroom and sauna on the top floor.  The metal connectors on the beams throughout the house were designed by Carl Friedman, who was a local at the time.  The connectors were designed to look a bit like razor clams, a local delicacy in Cannon Beach.  The custom rock work inside was done by Nikos Maragos, a Greek stone-mason who did lots of work in Cannon Beach.  

Beach Haven entry

Beach Haven entry

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UH-OH!

UH-OH! The tour officially ended at five.  We had not dawdled…well…maybe in the Sea Horse (the cottage with a tower).  11 stops is a lot for a four hour walking tour.

The home was still open, but with no one in sight.  We went into the the ground floor level and when I realized it was all bedrooms, with the main living space upstairs, I backed out because it was too late for me to be going slowly up and up and then even more slowly down the stairs.  Allan ascended and there found no tour guests (and why should there be at 5:02 PM!), just a volunteer who was unsuccessfully trying to close a window with a complicated latch.  He was able to assist, much to the relief of the struggling volunteer who could now close the house up.

 

the view

the view

rock work by Nikos Maragos

rock work by Nikos Maragos

a view deck

a view deck

the view

the view

looking down on me, outside, decided to get a photo of the beach

looking down on me, outside, decided to get a photo of the beach

the west side of the Beach Haven

the west side of the Beach Haven

on the beach below, a bonfire ready to go

on the beach below, a bonfire ready to go

looking north to Haystack Rock

looking north to Haystack Rock

I thanked this man for adding a splash of yellow to my photo.

I thanked this man for adding a splash of yellow to my photo.

(Why is this beach so much more beautiful than ours?  Even more than Haystack Rock, the best feature is the lack of vehicles on the beach.  Unlike the beaches by Long Beach, it is NOT a state highway!  I don’t even see the point of an ocean view that includes trucks and cars driving back and forth.)

looking south

looking south

the south wall of Beach Haven

the south wall of Beach Haven, with the high up windows that Allan had helped close, and autumn clematis and the neighbours’ sweet peas.

the porch next door

the porch next door

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

another view house

another view house

ocean view garage

ocean view garage

In case you are wondering, a home like the one by that garage would sell for over $2 million dollars.  I am not joking.  In Cannon Beach, even a small non view cottage is round about $400,000.  That is one reason why, despite my love of the cottages there and the vehicle-free beach, I don’t live on the north Oregon coast.

When we arrived back at the Tolovana Wayside parking lot, I received a text from Seaside gardener Pam asking us to join her and Sean at the Warren House, which turned out to be right across the street.

Warren House Pub

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

They had finished their meal but were willing to linger to visit with us and talk about the cottages.  We had seen them only at the central cottage (my favourite, the Sea Horse!) Pam’s favourite had been The Anchor.   Sean’s architectural taste runs much more toward the modern than mine, and in fact, his own fabulous Gearhart home is for sale.

Pam and Sean at the Warren House. Yes, Sean is just that glamorous.

Pam and Sean at the Warren House. Yes, Sean is just that glamorous.

Earlier in their meal, part of Pam’s sandwich had been stolen by this frequent visitor to the pub deck.

Sean's photos

Sean’s photo

Sean's photo: "His name is Crackers because he likes oyster crackers."

Sean’s photo: “His name is Crackers because he likes oyster crackers.”

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You don’t have to choose to feed Crackers; he just takes what he wants.  Allan and I managed to eat a plate of nachos without attracting his notice.

We stayed for bit after Sean and Pam left, and then departed by the back door of the pub, where I saw one of the cutest dog faces ever.

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Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

His only interest was in waiting for his people.

His only interest was in waiting for his people.

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ADA access

faithful pooch

faithful pooch

I wonder if Pam knows about the pleasant garden seating behind the pub.

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east wall of the pub

east wall of the pub

We had sat on the west facing deck with a slight ocean view.

We had sat on the west facing deck with a slight ocean view.

This had been a day of delight, especially getting to finally visit the Sea Horse (the House that Jerry Bosco Built, the cottage with the square tower).  It will be in my dreams, waking and sleeping.  This was possibly the last of the “tour days” of 2016, days that lead to many blog posts and put the quotidian blog far behind.

The setting sun glowed so brightly from the Astoria Megler bridge that for a moment I thought Cape Disappointment was on fire.

the setting sun from the highway on the Washington side

the setting sun from the highway on the Washington side

Next: back to everyday stories of gardening…with a visit to one of my favourite gardens later in the week.

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