I was going to bundle these pics in with the photos of Bandon Beach, but when I looked them over I realized they deserved their own post-the landscape is so very different.
Bullards Beach is an area that we passed through while looking for Bandon Beach. It’s white and sandy and sunny and that’s where all resemblance to a nice beach stops.
The wind was ferocious and, despite the sun, very cold. The beach itself is desolate, deserted, a graveyard of driftwood… no, not driftwood, entire trees have washed up here to be bleached and polished by this unforgiving spot.
I loved it. I found it scenic and lonely and lovely. However, the cameras (and Tito) did not love it. because it was cold and gritty and stinging and the wind was so high we could hardly hear each other.
Shortly after Bandon we entered an area of Oregon that was all massive desert-like sand dunes. Just another reason why I love that state, the breadth of landscape is unbelievable!