From California to Washington, here are six sparkling places to dig your toes in the sand.
Fort Bragg, Calif.
The Fort Bragg Mill closed in 2002, and since then the town has been busy reinventing itself, starting with the lumber mill’s former company store. Trimmed in redwood, the century-old building now bustles with local businesses, from the Company Bar to the Fort Bragg Cyclery. Wheel a lightweight hybrid out the door to pedal to Pudding Creek Trestle—a spindly span on the original log-hauling road, now a paved path to MacKerricher State Park that passes cliffs and sandy stretches.
For contrasting oceanscapes, visit Glass Beach, where waves have worn glass and porcelain fragments from a former dump into a field of glittering, smooth pebbles. Or wander footpaths at the Mendocino Coast Botanical Gardens, where heritage roses scent the air and the teal Pacific seems almost tropical.
Back in town, the Bookstore & Vinyl Cafe has new young owners who have expanded the 30-year-old institution, adding an upstairs record shop and listening room. At the Lost Coast Culture Machine, gallery cofounder Anne Beck recruits from the region’s rising creative contingent, exhibiting paintings plus video and sculptural installations by artists throughout the summer months. Short-lived trend or full-scale turnaround? Discuss it over beer and a New Yorker, a pleasantly salty, thin-crust pepperoni pie at Piaci Pub & Pizzeria, a wellspring of barstool banter within view of the old mill.
So captivating are the sandy inlets, flat-topped bluffs, scruffy sea stacks, and roiling surf along the beautiful coast of California’s San Mateo County that travelers could be forgiven for missing the petite inland town of Pescadero. Two miles from the ocean and an hour south of San Francisco, the village’s eateries serve up the best produce of the region’s farms.
Hungry visitors can begin a food-themed foray right at the gas station mini-mart. Inside, Mercado y Taqueria de Amigos sells juicy charred, tangy pork al pastor and fresh, sweet carrot-orange juice. At the Pescadero Country Store on Stage Road, a brick oven turns out wood-smoked gourmet pizzas for diners seated at the horseshoe bar and the picnic tables outside on the adjacent lawn. And the Arcangeli Grocery bakes steaming loaves of garlic-artichoke bread every 10 minutes to keep up with the demand.
Get even closer to your food’s source on a walking tour of Harley Farms Goat Dairy, an immersive look at cheese making and goat raising complete with free tastes of honey-lavender chèvre. July is olallieberry and strawberry season, when visitors can pick and pay by the pound at Phipps Country Store and Farm. To keep from devouring your haul on the drive home, stop into Duarte’s (say DU-arts) Tavern for a bowl of green chile soup. Some say it’s best savored at Pescadero State Beach, with a view of the setting sun.
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Long Beach, Wash.
A frying pan that’s 14 feet six inches wide is no joke. The original, used in a 1941 clambake, was greased by women skating on slabs of butter. A replica now stands in the center of Long Beach  as an object of civic pride and a reminder of past culinary feats.
Just north of the Columbia River, with the Pacific on one side and shellfish-rich Willapa Bay on the other, the town sits on a peninsula that takes seafood seriously. Ramble north to Oysterville, where Kumamoto oysters and Manila and razor clams are harvested daily at Oysterville Sea Farms. Like your bivalves panfried? Visit Jimella & Nanci’s Market Cafe, a Provençal haven north of Long Beach where halibut also stars in summer.
To better understand the geographical singularity of this near-island that lies like a finger beside the coast, rent a bike from Skookum Surf Co. and explore the eight-mile Discovery Trail. Traversing grassy dunes, you’ll pass a gray whale skeleton and markers with excerpts from Lewis and Clark’s first descriptions of the Pacific before you enter the forested reaches of Cape Disappointment State Park. Take the Bell’s View Trail past ferns and spruces to a deck that overlooks the full 28-mile-long ocean beach. In August, high fliers provide colorful drama during the Washington State International Kite Festival. Watch the experts or launch your own.
Southern Surf Town
Thanks to Baja-blue water and golden bluffs, the coastline of Encinitas, 26 miles north of San Diego, conjures Mexico’s best beaches. So do the tacos.
“Living here is about creating a life that you absolutely love,” says Lauren Duke, a yoga instructor with a surfboard strapped to her Volkswagen. To get a taste, drop in at her Yoga at Bergamot, then get a workout at the open-air Zen Boxing studio, savor a sandwich under a Big Lebowski silk screen at Solace & the Moonlight Lounge, and head for the sand.
Some 200 steps descend a cliff from Swami’s Park to a beach known for its surf break and tide pools. At the gently sloping Moonlight State Beach, families buzz around the snack bar, playground, and water as watchful lifeguards look on. For a fish taco fix, try Bety’s Restaurant, whose namesake chef brought her family’s recipes with her from Mexico City. Closer to the beach, Juanita’s Taco Shop offers its own fresh take on a corn tortilla, crispy fish, lettuce, and crema. Surf. Eat. Repeat.
Pacific City, Ore.
Arcing south from Cape Kiwanda, Pacific City’s shore is a sandy arm hugging the town’s trademark sea stack, Haystack Rock. Surf conditions here, two hours west of Portland, lure beginners, and Moment Surf Company (at the cape) has wet suits and boards. “There is a sand break that’s perfect for learning on,” explains Travis Ellis, who owns Haystack Coffee Roasters, near the southern beach access point. Ellis also rents out kayaks—you can put in to the Big Nestucca River, broad and mellow, about 100 feet from the front door of his shop.
On solid ground, Bob Straub State Park is a day-hike adventure, with trails through the dunes that cut between river and ocean. Nearby, the Nestucca Bay National Wildlife Refuge offers a single paved path to a viewing platform for a chance to spy bald eagles, falcons, and pelicans.
On the cape, the Pelican Pub & Brewery serves fresh-caught fish with chips and a spectrum of specialty brews on the patio. Folks also line up at Ben and Jeff ’s Burgers and Tacos for bacon cheeseburgers and strawberry slushies. Welcome to summer in the city.
Port Orford, Ore.
At Battle Rock Beach, a breathtaking stretch of cliffs, conifers, and rock formations make a perfect sampler of the raw beauty of Oregon’s southern coast. With the silhouette of Humbug Mountain as a backdrop, surfers persevere in frothy waves while beachcombers collect bits of agate, which features heavily in the sterling silver jewelry at the Freshwater Gallery in Port Orford. Owner and artist Mittie Hellmich likens the town’s vibe to that of “Big Sur or Carmel back in the ’40s—quintessentially charming, but not over-the-top.”
That is also a fair description of Paradise Café, a diner run by fifth-generation resident Laura Eades, who serves plate-size hotcakes and an egg-in-a-biscuit sandwich that can fuel an entire day of coastal wandering. At Port Orford Heads State Park, trails cross wooded slopes and windswept outcroppings. A view from an old lookout takes in Cape Blanco Lighthouse, perched on the westernmost point in the state. From April through October, get a sweeping view of the coast by climbing 63 steps of the lighthouse to the watch room and the second-order Fresnel lens, which was installed in 1936.
You can fish and swim in the gin-clear Elk River and kayak on Garrison Lake, but at day’s end the best spot in town is a table at Redfish—a sleek restaurant and bar overlooking the sand and sunset.
Photography by Jef Poskanzer/Wikipedia (Glass Beach); David H. Collier (Pescadero State Beach with two people); Danita Delimont/Alamy (Long Beach kites); Bovlb/Wikipedia (Encinitas); Ennetws/Wikipedia (Pacific City/Cape Kiwanda); Dennis Frates/Alamy (beach at Port Orford)
This article was first published in July 2012. Some facts may have aged gracelessly. Please call ahead to verify information.