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.
After two windy but sunny days and a quick glance at the weather forecast, we knew our rain free days were coming to a close. We sat at the junction of Usal and Bryceland road as sprinkle turned to downpour. The road to Needle Rock to our left with several warning signs was sending us a message. You may get down, but no guarantees on getting back up.
We hung a right and headed inland. As beautiful as Needle Rock could be, it wasn’t the place to head to with the coming storm. Heading over the King Range, wet snow began to fall and as we dropped toward the Eel River drainage the downpour started in earnest. After a quick stop at a hardware store we just happened to need to stop at last trip we had a new drip pan for the grill and we headed toward the Avenue of the Giants. By the time we reached the Avenue it was mid afternoon, but due to the 300+ foot trees, and the pouring rain it felt like nighttime. We made a stop at the visitor center and among other attractions and information we found the travel log.
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