My sweet daughter has let me use her Cannon EOS 50D digital camera. Today, we took it out for a test drive. I have even purchased a book, David Busch’s Canon EOS 50D Digital SLR Photography. Thankfully, I found it used on Amazon and it was even Prime! So far I am learning all the buttons on the camera and what they do. So please don’t expect “expert photography” YET!
I thought flowing water would be a good test so we headed east on 138 to find us a waterfall. Hwy 138 has many waterfalls as well as the North Umpqua River. This part of Oregon is so picturesque and beautiful. We stopped at Susan Creek Falls trailhead and hiked up to the falls. The weather held here and there but we did get wet by the intermittent rain.
This is Dale’s rendition of “Rain on the Windshield.”
We can’t go by the North Umpqua River without getting a photo! This would have been great if an eagle had come by!
I took a bunch of photos here with different settings and filters.
Susan Creek Trail is a very easy trail. Well maintained and wheel chair accessible. You will agree it is very beautiful.
I can’t go past a flower. I HAVE to take a photo. I used the little flower setting or Macro setting for up close photo’s.
It has been so wet in our part of Oregon. We wanted to see how much water was coming over the falls. We were not disappointed.
These were taken with a slow shutter speed 1/30th. A polarized filter was used also.
And finally – are you ready for it! A selfie.
See that big white spot? That is water on the lens. Lesson learned.
A wonderful day with a stop at Steamboat Cafe for a quiet lunch. I encourage you all….get out and enjoy nature! 🙂
Life is good. God’s power in the cross of Christ.
It’s been a rainy, cold winter this year. We decided, after being gone a year from home, to stay home after our Alaska/Canada trip. Boy, did we pick the wrong year to do that!!! Like most of the PNW, it has been wet, wet, wet and the rain hasn’t stopped yet here in April.
We did take a few jaunts to the beach over the winter. My son, David, moved to Brookings, Oregon so we visited with him and his gal, Brook a few times. It is so good to have him back in his home state and close to me. We are about 3 hours away from him now.
While visiting him a last week, we got a call from the guy who bought our BigBlue Dodge Ram a few years ago. The call went something like this: “Dale, this is Tyler. I, with my family, own an RV resort and wondered if you would like to be a camp host. I don’t know any other RVers and thought of you.” Dale: “Tell me about it.” Tyler: Our RV park is on the northeastern tip of Vancouver Island, B.C.” Dale: “I will talk with Gwen and get back to you.”
After several phone calls to his mom who lives there and then to their manager, we received those details and made our decision. We are going to be camp hosts for the summer! We are excited about this new adventure to a place where we have never been. Telegraph Cove RV Park and Marina on the Johnstone Strait. Duties aren’t much at all and we will have time to explore the island. We will register walk-ins in the evening and check the bathrooms and report to the manager if anything needs done and he will take care of everything.
More to come as we don’t start until July. My daughter, Lesa, has loaned me her Canon EOs 50D camera, so I hope to have some awesome photo’s to share. A friend has said she has been there and it is an awesome part of this big world.
Life is good. When God puts something in front of you, grab on with both hands!
We are at Harris Beach State Park where my son David has volunteered to work here.
We arrived January 1, 2017. The trip from Sutherlin to the coast (101) was not troublesome, but roads with snow and ice were present. Nothing our Dolphin (Miss Dory) couldn’t handle. It took us about 3 hours which is good to know so we can come visit David and Brook before they head off to another park in California.
It was really good to see the ocean. We watched this storm as we traveled south.
We came to the highest bridge in Oregon, the Thomas Creek Bridge, and they were working on it. One lane only.
The Thomas Creek Bridge is 345 feet high and 956 end to end. It is located between Gold Beach and Brookings. My view as we wait for the light to turn green:
So far it has hailed on us and rained buckets. So no beach walk yet. The sun comes out but disappears quickly. It’s lovely here though.
We are helping David get set up in his “host” space and he is organizing his trailer for living her for a few months. A new adventure in store for the kids and we are so glad to be retired and RVers to boot.
Life is good. God’s word tells us “Teach us to realize the brevity of life, so that we may grow in wisdom.” Ps. 90:12
In other words – Life is short – get wisdom and enjoy!
Our epic adventure began on May 19th. We currently are headed to Meridian, ID to see my son David and his sweetie Brook and attend my grandson Jacob’s graduation from high school. (That’s Melanie, my granddaughter.)
Our epic adventure is (drum roll please) *** North to Alaska!*** We have secured a JOB
(I know, a nasty word) but this just fell in our lap and was one thing we could not say NO to. We have signed on to be tailgunners for Adventure Treks. We are so excited about taking our RV to Alaska! More about that as we go.
As I said, our journey began when we left Sutherlin. We took a different way to Idaho this time – I5 to Creswell and over to Hwy 58. That took us to Hwy 97 and Bend. We pretty much had rain all the way and it was chilly out.
After a so-so lunch at Jake’s in Bend on Hwy 20 we started our straight road, desert trek to Burns. About 5 miles before Burns we saw signs to the Chickahominy Recreation Site. Here we found the Chickahominy Reservoir. The campsites were spread out nicely and we chose one on the shore. The wind was howling and almost at gale force. We were nice and cozy in our home on wheels.
Camp fees were $8. Because we are over 65 in age, our pass gave us half off. We paid $4 for a nice, quiet spot! No services such as electricity, sewer or water. Just a gravel spot with a table and fire pit. Right up our alley!
Wildflowers were out. Yellow, purple, and white were showing off their blooms.
This photo shows the long stretch of Hwy 20. No curves until we get down in the canyon. Just desert bushes and Juniper trees.
What a great day we had because the wheels are rolling again. Check out Dale’s blog
Life is good. God is love – and so much more.
After leisurely get up and having breakfast, we broke camp and headed toward Sisters. This is always a beautiful drive. We were not disappointed of the wide vistas as we climbed up the Sanitam Pass. Three-finger Jack stood out against the clear, blue sky. Mt. Washington stood tall as we saw once again the ravages of the fire back in the 90’s. In the photo below you can see the bright colors of fall on the roadside.
We stopped in Sisters to buy fresh veggies and stretch our legs. Sisters was busy as usual but we just pulled through the town heading for the cut off to Redmond.
It is amazing how Redmond has grown – 26,000 people. We were hungry and saw Izzy’s right off so we stopped for lunch. Buffet style, but for $7.99 can’t beat a good lunch of salad, chicken and cooked veggies. Dale partook of more than that and was satisfied when we left.
We decided to take the back roads instead of going up 395 to I84. We went through so many small town: Prineville, Mitchell, Dayville, Mt. Vernon, Dale and many others with names but no post office. Many old buildings and farms in this area. The scenery was breath-taking!
Prineville as we come down the steep incline.
Smoke rising between mountains. As we came around this area, a controlled burning was probably in the works. Maybe farmers burning off their fields.
We passed by the John Day Fossil Beds National Monument (Painted Hills) which too us through a canyon with mountains on the right side and mountains high on the left by the creek. We say where the John Day River was just a creek.
Can’t you just see the American Indian roaming these hills among these great rock formations?
This town look almost deserted. Don’t know if this old church was in use or not. Many buildings were dilapidated.
This is the little town of Dale.
The quaint town of Mt. Vernon where we turned onto 395 toward Washington.
We thought there would be many places to camp but we were wrong. Not many logging roads heading off into the hills. We came to a state park in the Ukiah-Dale Forest district and found an empty camp spot. The park price was $6 to camp and $7 for the extra car. Not sure why campgrounds charge a price for extra cars and people. We took off at 8 a.m. the next morning to go have breakfast in Ukiah.
Our day was a long one – 6 hours of driving and only 235 miles! We were both worn out but the scenery going up Hwy 26 was worth the time we spent.
Life is good. God granted traveling mercies.
Can you believe it! The sky was blue and it was 60 degrees when we got up. So, off we went in Miss Scarlet to breakfast at the Sourdough Bakery for a bagel egg sandwich. We met at gal there from Cannon Beach. She was on her way to Bandon to a fiberglass travel trailer rally. She was very excited to own a vintage 13′ put-together-like-a-peanut trailer. It was fun talking to her.
Since the day was beautiful, it was time to get our feet on the beach and see the ocean.
My Verizon Samsung 4S does this nifty photo! Pretty cool, ey?
The day was so nice we decided to hike down the beach. The tide was out so we had a good, solid beach to walk on. I found some shells to add to my collection. There were a lot of broken sand dollars. Have you ever looked at one of these? They are so beautiful and intricately put together for something that comes out of the sea. God’s creation!
After our walk on the beach amongst the kids digging holes and flying kites, we drove up to the Umpqua Lighthouse.
We have been here so many times, but it still draws us in and teaches us new things about this area way back when. How Hank went to Florence in a row boat to pick up tourists and bring them back here only to have his boys take another row boat and transport the travelers up the river. Stuff like that.
I always check out the Coast Guard 1940’s room. My uncle Jim was in the Coast Guard back then, so I’m able to see something of what he must of had. I’m sad because I don’t have any history on his time in the CG and in WWII. He was lost at sea around the Philippines in Sept. 1942. He was 22.
After going through the museum and gift shop we walked over to the viewing area of the beach, dunes, oyster beds, the jetty and mouth of the Umpqua River.
Life is good. God is the creator of this beautiful world we live in.
We are currently in Winchester Bay camped at Salmon Harbor. We decided to get away from the heat coming to Sutherlin and headed to the coast for their cool temps. And cool it is. We had sun for maybe a couple hours on Monday and Tuesday and none today. Long pants and sweatshirts are in order for this weather. We, however, are enjoying our time here – clouds and fog included.
This is my first time away since landing on our lot in the Timber Valley SKP Park. Dale has been out and about backpacking. You can read his adventures on the John Muir trail here. And his Lost Coast adventure here.
I can never pass up a photo of Fireweed. It reminds me of my time in Alaska. This was in the gardens outside the Estuary.
Today we went to Charleston to see what the South Slough Estuary was about. We had heard about this place from friends. I’m so astonished that we have passed this place many times and not known what it is about. But first, we had to stop for lunch.
We had seen a restaurant a while back that we missed (ha!) across from Chucks in Charleston so we decided to stop here for lunch, the High Tide Bar and Grill. Yelp had given it some good reviews and if we checked in at Yelp we got a cup of their “awarding winning” clam chowder free. The atmosphere was more “restaurant” than “bar” and we had a table at the windows looking out at the river. Dale ordered the Cajun tuna and I had tuna tacos. The food was good; the staff very friendly. Prices were a bit higher than normal.
After lunch we headed to 7 Devils Road and the Estuary. They have an Interpretive Center so we checked that out. Since these marshes are freshwater and saltwater, there is a lot going on with plants, tides, birds and animals. They have enough information to make one aware of what is happening in this area.
A stuffed blue heron was one of the many “stuffed” animals around the room. Dale is interacting with one of their “lessons” on how the water is filtered through sand, rock, silt etc.
We started our hike on the “10 minute trail,” which was a loop back to the center. We walked through dense forest and coastal shrubs. It was kind of eery! The trail was maintained well and wide. Morgan was able to go with us and she enjoyed being out of the car and into the thick forest.
We came to a Y and decided to take the trail to the South Slough Pilings.
These are from when a train came here to pick up logs out of the river.
Our wide trail narrowed to just a deer trail and finally ended at the waters edge. We are on a spit with marsh water on both sides of us.
There were many platforms to access to view the marshes. Sadly, we didn’t see any wildlife.
This area is where the ocean meets the rivers and plants and animals (on top of the water and in the water) adjust to salt.
This was the Tunnel Trail.
We came to a huge platform that looks to be very old. I imagine the scene from here was awesome but the trees have since grown tall to see much of anything.
We took Hidden Creek Trail back to the road. This trail went UP and followed the creek. Morgan was able to get a good drink on the way. We also came across a boardwalk.
This way were were able to walk across the marsh. Huge Skunk Cabbage surrounded the boardwalk in places.
A slug finds a drink on one of the big leaves.
I think we walked a total of 3 miles. The dense shrubbery kept the wind off us and we enjoyed exploring new territory. We have to return here to hike the North Creek Trail. Morgan wasn’t allowed on that trail. We have something to look forward to the next time we come this way.