Day 6: Yachats to Heceta overlook, 29 milesNo more beautiful day on the Oregon Coast! Clear skies, gentle breeze, shirt sleeve temps. I settle in to a day at the Yachats ‘La-De-Da’ festival, as pure a slice of Americana as you’ll ever find. A challenging day internally, as the 4th of July has always been our anniversary celebration. I arrive in town flooded with memories, shedding tears of grief and guilt, wondering how to overcome the loss. How will I connect with new people? ‘Independence day’ bears special meaning as I venture off in my new ‘single’ life. No better cure for loneliness than diving into a small town on the 4th.Community pancake breakfast at the Lyons Hall, rubber duckie race in the Yachats River, madcap homespun La-De-Da parade, a lemonade stand with a young boy playing remarkably good harmonica.
Midafternoon I cycle south to Heceta Head, gentle coastal breeze becoming a strong tail wind which boosts me over hills. As I turn at Heceta overlook, I am buffeted by an even stronger head wind for the return north, but I welcome this as part of my summer training. Hills and head winds make for strong cyclists. Having taken two off days, I am struggling again to regain my stride. Mostly in the mind, I overcome my resistance in the last few miles, enjoying a blazing descent off Cape Perpetua, soaring back into the festive town decked out for its premire summer event.The evening fireworks over the ocean are phenomenal, a full 15 minute show. (Video of this eye candy in the sky will be uploaded when I have better wifi.) Then I head back to the Green Salmon, for a hypnotic firedance show, accompanied by world beat, gypsy, electronica music by La Boheme Reverie, Zach on violin, Ernie on jazz flute, Tyler on didgeridoo. Here’s Ali spinning the flaming poi: