Portland → Cannon Beach Must-Stop 🌲

Driving from Portland to Cannon Beach, we just wanted a quick rest stop—until the owner of Stonberg Alpaca Farm 🦙 practically begged us: “You’ll regret skipping Camp 18!” Turns out, they were right: a log cabin hidden in the woods, a cinnamon roll bigger than your hand, and cuddly cats at the door. This isn’t just a rest stop—it’s a road trip delight✨ 🌲 Vibe: A Log Cabin in the Woods, Every Window Frames Trees From a distance, the big log cabin with mossy roof and smoking chimney looks like it’s straight out of a fairy tale. Walk in, and pine scent mixes with warm bread sweetness. Walls are lined with logging tools and old photos; wooden tables and chairs have that worn-in coziness; even the light feels like sunlight filtering through leaves. We arrived around 1-2 PM, and the place was quiet. The server smiled and seated us by the window —outside, thick fir trees rustle in the wind, sunlight dappling the tablecloth. Eating while listening to birds chirp? It felt like stepping into a “secret forest hideout.” The little gift shop next door is cute too, with hand-carved woodwork and forest-themed postcards—two minutes of browsing, and you’ll find a tiny souvenir. 🍴 Food: Portions So Big We Took Leftovers—Cinnamon Roll Becomes “Seagull Loot” Didn’t expect much, but every dish wowed: The giant cinnamon roll deserves a trophy! Served larger than my palm, slathered in thick cream frosting, cinnamon aroma filling the cabin. Tear off a piece—soft, flaky layers swirled with cinnamon, sweet but not cloying, with a buttery finish. We couldn’t finish it, so we packed it for Cannon Beach… only to have a seagull (dive-bomb) and steal half, flying off with it into the ocean🤣 Still laugh thinking about it—probably the fanciest “snack” that seagull ever had! Hot Beef Sandwich is a savory dream: crispy-toasted bread stuffed with slow-cooked beef, tender enough to flake with a fork. Gravy soaks into every crumb, paired with fries—crunchy outside, fluffy inside, sprinkled with coarse salt. One bite of beef, one of fry—salty, satisfying, even the fingers get licked clean. Egg Benedict holds its own: poached egg oozes yolk over muffin and ham, hollandaise with a tangy kick balancing the richness. The muffin is hearty, with wheat flavor—after finishing, we slumped in our chairs, thinking “Two more hours of driving? No problem!” 🐱 Bonus: Cuddly Cats at the Door, Too Cute to Leave Best surprise: two orange tabbies outside! One has white “gloves,” the other’s all orange. They rub against your legs, nudge your hand with their heads—we squatted to pet them for 10 minutes, and they even pawed gently, like saying “Stay longer～” A friend said, “This is what road trips are about: tired from driving, eat a cinnamon roll in the woods, pet cats—all worries vanish.” Driving on to Cannon Beach, the car still smelled like cinnamon. Suddenly, I got why the owner said “must-stop”—the romance of road trips is these unplanned warm moments: woods, log cabin, a too-big roll, cats that want attention. All the tiredness turns into something cozy. Next time, we’re arriving early—finish that cinnamon roll, no leftovers for seagulls! 📍 42362 Highway 26, Seaside, OR 97138, US（Follow the GPS—look for the log cabin with “Camp 18” sign!） #PortlandTravel #CannonBeach #RoadTripEssentials #LogCabinDining