It didn’t matter in the end that I missed the sand dunes because for the first hour on a bus heading north from Mui Ne to Ninh Chu, I saw nothing but sand dunes. They hugged both sides of the road while not far off, the ocean glistened. Continue reading An hour of sand dunes
I was keen to tour Mui Ne’s famous sand dunes but my first stop was the Fairy Stream. Continue reading A stream with a sour ending
We whipped through Lincoln City and Florence because my friend was keen on a buggy ride over the sand dunes.
We booked a tour with one office and when we arrived, were told the other people in the group were going to be an hour late so we’d have to wait till they arrived. Excuse me! We weren’t late, we chastised the woman and demanded our money back. Continue reading Oregon Dunes National Recreation Area
New Zealand’s sand dunes weren’t far from Cape Reinga. The route south bounced down a dirt road to dunes rising majestically to meet the blue sky. Continue reading The north island’s sand dunes