Isolation. It's a thing these days. Good thing there are plenty of spots within a couple hours drive to do just that. No driving through communities or interacting with people, just getting out to hear the wind in the trees. We headed east on a recent Friday, and found a spot to park in the sage. We didn't see anyone but did hear some coyotes and an owl in the distance. I sometimes wonder if…
As signs of spring continue to show themselves in our neck of the woods we headed to Oregon’s Outback in search of Oregon’s state gem, the sunstone. The BLM has set aside an area for public collecting, and they litter the ground there, waiting to be picked.
We made an overnight stop at Anna Reservoir, the coyotes sang us to sleep and the blackbirds woke us and got us moving.
I guess three years has somehow passed since our last trip to Glass Buttes. It seems like yesterday. How time flies. As meteorological spring started on March 1 (astronomical spring is right around the corner) it was high time to get the camper on the truck and get out on our first trip, and Glass Buttes seemed like as good a spot as any for an inaugural 2020 trip.
We arrived as it was getting dark on Friday but found a nice quiet spot and settled in for the night. It wasn’t long until the coyotes sang a welcome. We woke up to fresh snow on Saturday just as you would expect from spring weather. There were also some sagebrush buttercups blooming.
