What a fun store. Cool vibes and friendly staff. Found a cool purse for my daughter and some fun…read morejewelry.

Cool store, cool people, cool dogs, great selection. Not enough time to even check it all out!read more

Awesome lamps but absolutely putrid cigarette smell as soon as you walk in. Vast inventory but the…read moresmell upstairs and downstairs is unbearable. The store looked really cool and there is a lot of pieces but we literally had to come home and shower and wash our clothes after going inside. The owner offered to make a deal with us if we found something we liked and then we found a lamp we liked and then she said she couldn't do it for the item we picked out.

I love browsing stores like this that I can delight in a part of the past and stories they hold…read more Sometimes I find what speaks to me and I can't resist. Chatting with Leslie the owner makes the experience even more enjoyable. I'll be back...

Little antique mall??? More like large! This antique store is filled with tons of amazing and…read moreunique vintage and antique items. Definitely worth a stop to see if you can find that special item to complete your collection.

Employees are will follow you around and probably have personal convos in front of you. Pretty vast…read moreinventory and reasonable prices. Could easily spend a day in here. Pretty clean inside but music can be loud in some places. Parking spaces right out front.

Fabulous tour, guide, birds, seals, weather! Learned about Oregon's Biosphere. Highly recommend.read more

My husband booked fat tire bikes for us to ride for the day. For some reason he thought they were…read moree-bikes, which was slightly funny at the time. They clearly expected us to last maybe 2 hours tops. They gave us good direction as far as where to ride and where on the sand to stay. They gave us one bike with an adjustable seat, and one that was not adjustable. They adjusted it to fit my son, but didn't tighten it enough to keep it in place. By the time we got to the beach it was all the way down with no way to fix it. It was a very windy day, which is part of the beach experience, but it was much harder given that we are tall and the bike was too small. I felt like we were not given all the information we needed. I would not rent the bikes again.

Sign on the door has several conflicting days and hours of operation within inches of each other…read more And another sign, posted inside the door, that says, "NO ONE WANTS TO WORK, sorry for the inconvenience". We wouldn't expect this place to stay in business much longer. Doesn't deserve a single star.

Great selection and affordable Prices for an antique mall…read more Biggest selection I've seen in the area

Mark was the guy that helped me, more like saved me. if I could give 10 star's I would. He not only…read morefixed what auto Zone Broke, he saved me $200.00 Dollars. If I would have stayed at auto zone and not gone to O'Reillys. I would have been out $300.00 because auto zone broke the item then tried to sell me a new one. O'REILLY ALL THE WAY. thank you Mark.

We came in on 9-10-2025 at 8 am. They did a diagnostic on my car, one of them actually came out and…read morelooked at the engine. He saw that there was something unplugged, he plugged it back in and also noticed that we were low on power steering fluid, the part that was unplugged was the actual thing that stopped us on highway 101 at Gleneden beach, that caused us the whole problem, in the first place. I didn't see his name, he had sandy blonde hair and a beard. They were all friendly and personable. Great job O'Reilly/Lincoln City!

You'll come (huh huh) to take a picture of the sign on the window…read more You'll stay because the stuff inside the store window will enthrall you. That's the way it happened when we were moseying around the highway in Lincoln City near the house we rented. I'm not sure what I expected to find in a place called Red Cock, even though the obvious answer might be something I wouldn't want to dwell on. Turns out, the name is a clever business strategy. Lure the people in with the strength of a naughty phrase, then make them sing your praises by selling all sorts of unique and well-priced trinkets once they're there. Seriously, dank nudie bars of the world, take note! There were racks and racks of earrings, bracelets, necklaces, and other kinds of jewelry, including two-dollar rings at the counter made from the repurposed wiring of dismantled circuit boards in Guatemala and matching earrings and necklaces made with preserved coffee beans. Also, shelves with handmade soaps, small precious stones, chopsticks adorned with Transformer-like characters, and just about any gift made from unusual materials by local and less-local artisans. In the back of the Red Cock (har har) were closets full of clothing, from fluttery beach shawls to wool-lined winter coats and articles to clothe you from the top of your head to the balls (balls!) of your feet. And even though nothing appeared to be outrageously priced, I could have easily forfeited a paycheck in there. "But wouldn't it be awesome if they had T-shirts that say 'The Red Cock?'" you might wonder, as did one of my friends. With that question, the store proprietress directed my friend to the sale rack in the rear (heh heh, this is too easy), and my friends doled out forty more dollars to become the owners of lime green cotton shirts silk screened with crimson-colored lettering with none other than the store's name and feathery namesake. That's right. I'm getting hitched to a member of the newly-instituted Cock Pack. The Cock Pack's influence is so strong that one of its founding members - my Crime Partner - and I were walking down to the beach later that day, and Crime Partner was proudly wearing his Red Cock shirt. A man stopped him to ask where he had gotten the shirt and gave Crime Partner a compliment on his attire before walking away. A few hours after that encounter, Crime Partner and I were outside a grocery store when we saw the same guy . . . wearing his own lime green Red Cock T-shirt. The woman behind the counter presiding over all Red Cock business understood the alliance she was instrumental in outfitting when she met my friends and me. She told a couple of us that we had a spirited bunch of guys. And when I made a lame joke about breaking their spirits, the woman at the Red Cock was like, "Yeah, uh huh, good luck with that." Woman in charge of the Red Cock (yeah, I know) -- consider yourself an honorary part of the Cock Pack. Lack of fowl friends and certain bits of anatomy don't matter.

Update, the store has changed owners, name, and stock entirely. No more clothing or locally made…read morecrafts or sale section, now tarot readings and such. There is such a wonderful (and HUGE) selection here! They carry clothing (mostly for women, but there is a small section for men, too), jewelry, crafts, and more. They have a wide range of sizes from petite to XXX (and maybe beyond). My favorite brand is Cut Loose out of San Francisco and they always get their new seasonal pieces in. And there's a great sale section in the back of the shop with some really good deals.

Friendly people but with the Kite Fest being moved to the casino this year it seemed…read moreDead. The folks are friendly but other than some overpriced knickknacks you won't find much. We desperately tried to find a decent array of local souvenirs, but this place fell short.

Now this is the place to find souvenirs to take back with you!…read more There are many gift shops all around Lincoln City but we stumbled across this one. At Cap'n Gull's, there are so many gifts to choose from, ranging from magnets to shirts to snow globes. My goal is to bring back a snow globe from each city that I visit, and I ended up finding a cute one with a beach chair and umbrella inside. I also picked up a beach magnet, a Christmas ornament, and a street sign with my name on it. My boyfriend picked up several items as well. He got himself a shirt, a beer bottle opener, a basset hound magnet, and a beagle and a basset hound description photo frame. The total for all of these came out to about $100 or so. It's located on the 101 freeway right across the street from Kyllo's and the beach access parking lot, so you literally cannot miss it. You'll find almost everything from A to Z here.