The world wide Internet is all about answering very narrow, yet ambiguous questions, very precisely. An example of this might be to ask, “Mr. Wizard: Where in the world can I rendezvous with someone I have only met online to see if they will actually walk the talk of the romantic cliché of strolling along a deserted beach, preferably where the only tracks made between twice daily tides, are ours?”

The answer, even for those searching for the keywords “deserted + romantic + beaches,” especially now that we have published a query exactly that precise, along with video proof and photographic evidence of what we speak— is the Southern Oregon Coast. 

In fact I wouldn’t be surprised to find links to this page one day from a new-age online 2nd marriage guide recommending, “Beaches-Before,” and “Coast = Commitment,” as sharing the intensity of waves beating upon undisturbed sand in sync with two hearts is powerful stuff. 

I even challenge those tired of being a victim of marriage to take the test. Which is— unless very mindfully stubborn— that is it a physical impossibility to connect to undisturbed primeval nature this way without reaching out for the hand of a partner? 

How these "lonely beaches" came about was through a Far West philosophy voiced in the song, “Back In The Saddle Again,” that our only law was “right!”   In 1912 the frontier born Governor of Oregon, Oswald West, set aside development of 363 miles of beach interspersed with rugged headlands by declaring with a stroke of a pen the land between surf and vegetation line was public highway. The only other state in the Union with guaranteed beach access is Hawaii.

Our 50th state also paid Oregon a compliment by following environmentally clean water legislation of Tom McCall who knew, from growing up in dry Eastern Oregon on a ranch “below the rimrock,” that us sons of the pioneers were the ones who really cared about our own environment.