On Depoe Bay's main drag lies a time capsule of a bar called Gracie's Sea Hag. Step through the weathered wooden door with a porthole window, and you're walking right into 1978. Furnished with maple captains chairs, brass lanterns, ships wheels and various dead sea creatures, it couldn't be more kitschy...or more cool.
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| Piano player, Michael, visits with guests at the bar. |
We always snag a seat at the fire pit in front of the dance floor, which gives us a great view of the evening entertainment...Michael the piano player. Michael's blind and from Hawaii. He's like a cross between Stevie Wonder and Jimmy Buffet. He croons out everyone's favorites, throws in a joke or two, and makes everyone feel at home. He's a wonderful singer, a more than decent piano player, but where he really shines is the occasional time he pulls out his acoustic guitar and lets loose.
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| Michael plays against a painted backdrop of Depoe Bay. |
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| A strong cocktail and a seat at the firepit....the best! |
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The crowd consists of locals, inlanders with vacation homes nearby, and tourists. They come to listen to Michael sing while stuffing themselves on piles of fried seafood and coleslaw, washed down with a good stiff drink. It's a place to be chummy with the guy sitting next you, or to dance with a random stranger, or to talk with the staff like they were your best friend from highschool. To me, The Sea Hag embodies the personality of the Oregon Coast.
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