The Devils Made Us Do It!!

Every time we go from Sunset Bay Campground to Coos Bay, we pass a road to Bandon.  It’s called Seven Devils Road and is a shorter route to Bandon than going into town and then taking Hwy. 101 south.  Russ looked at it on the map and it appeared that part of the road was gravel, so he asked the Ranger about it.

Not a problem, she assured him.  The road goes up and down a bit but it’s all paved.  The only gravel part is into the Seven Devils Wayside.  At least that is what Russ heard.

We had a great day in Bandon (a separate post coming) and decided to take the Seven Devils Road back to camp and check out the wayside as well.  The ranger was right – the road was paved and not a problem.  We came to the wayside and that was paved as well.  Not a problem. 

It was a foggy afternoon but this would be a beautiful park on a sunny day. 
It looks steep going down to the beach but is actually easy access in a couple of places.  Most places it’s easy access if you’re a mountain goat!




They even have their own resident shaggy buffalo!


Here’s a couple of pictures of the interpretative sign that explains about Seven Devils.   It was getting late and we were tired after a long day in Bandon.  I took a picture of the sign figuring I would read it later. 








I probably should have read the part about Seven Devils Road!  There was a big blue arrow pointing right as we exited the park – but no words.  We turned left!  It was still Seven Devils Road and it was paved.

Not too far up the road there was a sign saying “one lane gravel road next 31/2 miles.”  OOOPS!!  Oh well, what the heck, how bad can 31/2 miles be anyway?

I took lots of pictures but I can’t use most of them – they are all blurry from the jostling of the car and me trying to hold onto the camera with one hand and the seat with the other.  This road gave a whole new meaning to “washboard.”  They suckered us in with the first part of the road…not too bad at all.



Things got interesting not too long after that.  You see those curves?  We saw LOTS of those.  It wasn’t too bad until the Redneck pick-up came barreling around one of those curves – I don’t think he expected to see anyone else on the road.  Notice our speedometer?  That was top speed for the entire 3 1/2 miles.




Just when we thought it couldn’t get any worse…


I’m sure glad that pickup had already passed us.  I don’t see how he got over the bridge we had to cross.  I would have got a picture but my eyes were closed in prayer.

Well, we eventually made it – and I honestly think it was more like 33 miles, not 3 1/2!  Hwy. 101 looked like a freeway compared to what ewe had just traversed but it was an experience.  Our poor little Fit sure needs a bath and hopefully we can find a place to take care of that soon.


So stay safe on the road and if it says “Devil” – steer clear!