Crossed Oregon on blue highways. About seven summits. Here is Brogan Hill summit between Vale and Ironside.
Stopped to read an historical marker at Unity. Something about a feud between Baker and Malheur county residents over a ditch taking our water to them. Took this picture hoping to capture some mountain quail that were in the garden. The picture seems ok without them.
The east slope of the Blue Mountains out of Unity is nicely forested with big orange-trunked pines. There is little undergrowth. Very park like and pretty. No picture of this. The next picture looks west from the Blues to the Valley of the John Day River. 
Here is a pretty little place in Mitchell, in the Ochoco Mts. They don't take American Express or Visa, but the BLT is generously made. The shack is across the road. 
Before Mitchell the John Day River flows through a canyon with sheer rock walls. 
I proceeded through Prineville, more forest than farm, Sisters, beautiful forest intensely developed, over the Cascades and up the east side of the Willamette Valley. Passed from Sublimity to near Needy (no kidding) till it made sense to cut over to Tualatin. Lovely farmland, and quite a lot of land burning going on as part of seed cultivation, I think. Creates smoke beyond nuisance levels. I regret I did not stop for more pictures. Saw a coyote in a foggy meadow after sunrise near Vale, a rock formation west of Mitchell that looks just like The Thinker (did Rodin travel the Oregon trail?) old Amish appearing buildings, Yoder's Store, and Gribble's barn and much more that was worth recording. Called Holly from Freddy's in Canby, and brought a pizza for dinner. Was greeted by Maya when I walked in the door with a full body three minute smile. 
No comments:
Post a Comment