Have You Heard

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about the Rubbing Beach? It is quite amazing.

On our day off last week we drove the Forester (Ebony Shadow) to Port McNeil to the ferry to go to Malcolm Island. The little village we came into is Sointula. We drove through town, down past the marina to Bere Point Beach Campground and Beautiful Bay trail.

On research of this area I ran across the Rubbing Beach where Orcas come to rub their belly and bodies on the stones close to shore. No one know why they do this. Many theories about why but no one really knows why. Now wouldn’t that be a sight to see. I knew we just had to visit here. I was so excited!

We arrived at the campground which was pretty full. We drove to the trail head, got Morgan out of the car and our lunch and cameras and took off up the trail.

Bere Beach is on the west side of Malcolm Island and on the Queen Charlotte Strait. The point on the right is Bere Point and the one on the left is Malcolm Point. A trail goes from point to point.


A very nice trail but covered on both sides with foliage. We came to a platform where one can watch the rubbing beach for Orcas.


All about the different Killer Whales.


The tide was out when we were there and something we didn’t even think to plan for. Alas, no Orcas showed up to give us a show. We were bummed but if we come back next year we will plan better and earlier in the season. You can see here what this is all about.


If you look way down the beach you will see a tarp. People who monitor the Orca were camping out there with all their equipment. It was interesting to chat with them and hear about their study. We also got to talk to a couple from Victoria who want to become RVers when their time comes. We got to share RV information with them.

Time for lunch.

Since we didn’t get to photograph Orcas, next best thing was the birds.

An eagle came to visit too.

Malcolm Point


Rubbing Beach at Bere Point. A sign told us not to walk on the beach because the Orca can hear our steps. We tipped toed out and sat on a log waiting and waiting.

About an hour and a half later we left and drove to the other end of the island and then headed to get in line for the ferry and head home.

A very good day!!!

Life is awesome. The work of God’s hand in creation is so amazing and beautiful – on Beautiful Bay.



A Fantastic Day

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of family and history.

Saturday turned out to be a “family” day with some sightseeing planned. Carol and Larry O’Daniel, Joe Cole, Dorana and Doris Prohaska flew into Bozeman for a family reunion. We drove from Sutherlin to Bozeman to join everyone.

Our first dinner all together. Left side of the table: Doris, Joe Cole, Carol and Larry. Right side of table: Dale, Ralph, Dorana, Alex and Volney at the head of the table. 

Our second dinner at Dave’s BBQ. Delicious ribs!


We begin Saturday for breakfast at Ralph’s house (Volney’s old house). Ralph cooked the O’Daniels, Joe Cole and Prohaska family a delicious breakfast. Volney and Alex joined us after we had eaten. Ralph’s house was up a canyon and the scenery was incredibly beautiful.



If you look closely, you will see Owl Rock.

About noon, the O’Daniel’s, Joe Cole and us took off to go see Three Forks State Park. When we arrived, some 33 miles later, we discovered we were really looking for The Missouri Headwaters National Historic Park/State Park. But we did go through the town of Three Forks and they are big on the history of Lewis and Clark.

Sacagawea Hotel

Before we went to the park it was decided we needed to grab some sandwiches to take for a picnic at the park. So down the freeway (I90) we went to find The Wheat Mountain Bakery/Deli. We arrived just in time because as we were ordering somehow the line was out the door.

Doris and Joe, cousins.
Doris and Joe, cousins.

We found a great spot for a picnic at the headwaters of the Missouri River.


After lunch we walked the short path to where the Jefferson River merges with the Madison River and the Missouri River is created.

Madison River on the left. Jefferson River in the middle and the Missouri River begins to the right.

Morgan was able to get out and walk with us. She enjoyed her time “loose” and we had to keep an eye on her so she wouldn’t go swimming. A couple of fishermen were out trying their luck.

We drove down the road to the Interpretive Center.  The State Park was beautiful and well made. Trails led to a gravesite of pioneer children that had died of the Black Diphtheria plague. A climb to the top gave us a nice view of Lewis Rock and the Galaitin River that merges with the Missouri River. Lewis and Clark topped this mountain in July, 1805 to view the rivers. The rivers changes the surrounding land all the time so it probably looked different to them that what we see today.




A little farther down the road we came to the boat ramp. Lots of fish in this river. Doris, Dale’s mom, was born and raised in Monett, Missouri. Here she gets to stand next to the beginning of the river with the name of her home state.

sat4After enjoying this beautiful place that has been kept so very nice, we set the GPS for Buffalo Jump State Park. We chose the “fastest way” on the GPS and when it said 48 minutes to go 8 miles we were suspicious but we followed it anyway.  It was a great shortcut. However, it turned to a gravel road for 6 of those miles. When we came to the turn, on to a paved road, we saw that we could have done this one different. We did see some of the beautiful land, homes, ranches, dairy farms along the way. Another adventure.


This state park was different. No restrooms; a grassy area with one picnic table and an information board listing fees for out-of-state visitors! We walked up the 1/4 mile trail to another interpretive plaza to gaze out at where once the Indians of the land ran buffalo off the cliff to get their winter food.


The Indians used every part of the buffalo for food, clothing, blankets, sewing thread (tendons) and bones for many things. They did not leave much when done. They then burned the carcasses to ready the place for the next winter.


The hazers would position themselves on the top of the mountain to herd the buffalo to the edge then scare them to go over. At the bottom, the buffalo that lived would be clubbed dead. The women would then skin and cut chunks of meat and haul it down to the camp (at the base of the mountain) on their backs.


This was a very interesting site and part of the Indian heritage. Many different tribes would use this site to gather their winter food.

We drove back to Bozeman to deliver Morgan to the trailer before leaving for the retirement center to have one last meal with the family. Goodbyes were said, hugs given and “see you next time.” Although the older generation seems to feel this is their last time together. They think they are “too” old at 86, 89 and 92 to travel!

Life is good. God brought in a huge storm while we were eating. It poured rain and the wind was blowing leaves off the trees in bushels.

Ubehebe Crater in Death Valley

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On Sunday, we decided to do a hike around the Ubehebe Crater that is about 8 miles from our campground. Out came our hiking boots and for Dale his trekking poles and me a beautiful walking stick friend Ralph King made for me out of a Madrone Tree. We packed a lunch with the intention of eating lunch somewhere along our 1.5 mile hike.

This was our first view of the crater.


The crater is 600 feet deep and was caused by a volcanic steam explosion. There are several other smaller crater in the vicinity that one can hike to. If you look at the photo closely, find the first peak starting in the middle of the crater and going left. This is where we had lunch and was the highest peak around the crater.

We notice, sitting on this little hill, that we were sitting on black lava rock and ash. It even smelled “ashy!”  And this thing blew many, many eons ago!


The first big UP hill we came to about did me in. The gravel around the crater is very thick and hard to walk in but holds you up!


We had two such climbs and then the rest of the hike was either level or going down hill. We started to the right of the crater and hiked all the way around it.

The formation of the crater was very interesting. You can see the lava flow here:



This view is from the top of the big hill we climbed. Off to the left you can see the parking lot. If you start at the parking lot with your eye and go right, down into the crater, you can see paths that people use to get to the bottom. Very steep going down and up 600 feet.


Dale at the top with a sign warning to stay away from the edge.

As you can see the day was warm and sunny. A great day for a hike. We arrived back at camp in time to have a lovely afternoon. I was able to sew and Dale just messed around.

Life is good!  God is my Savior in whom I trust totally.

Advent Candle of Joy

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Dale is thrid from left in front row.

Today at church was the lighting of the candle for Joy. To take this theme farther, the church choir sang “The Joy of Christmas.” And hour long performance that built on the theme of Jesus Christ from his birth to his resurrection and the joy we have in living for Him.
The adult choir and the children’s choir performed for us and we also sang with them.
Dale has been practicing for months now and he was well enough to sing two performaces today. It was awesome and he sang his heart out! They ended on a rousing song “Great Joy” that had us all clapping and standing.

Luncheon with family today was nice and then we watched a football game. The 49ers lost to our disgruntled attitude.

Life is good. God IS joy!