A week ago today I took a morning swim in the warm Pacific ocean before going to the airport to fly home from Hawaii. Don’t worry-I changed out of my swimsuit first-back into long pants, with a sweatshirt at the ready. I knew we were heading back to a colder climate.
This morning we went for a nice walk in the woods, Pacific Northwest style. (We are still trying to work off all that Hula pie.) It was cool and windy, and we knew most definitely that we weren’t in Hawaii any more.
The scenery was still beautiful-and interesting, and here are some photos I took.
This is the sign that greeted us at the start of the trail. Luckily, it’s still too early for the snakes to be out of hibernation.
Two reminders that we do indeed live in the wild west-cattle guards and elk antlers on things like mail boxes.
I liked this lonesome pine tree, and the way it was growing on the edge between sagebrush terrain and the denser forest.
It’s hard to tell in this picture, but it was snowing and the sun was shining too. There must have been a “snowbow” somewhere!
The bark of a Ponderosa pine. If you scratch it, it smells like vanilla.
Between the recent rainfall, and snow melt, the rivers are full to overflowing. There has been quite a bit of flooding lately…
…which would explain how this beaver chewed log came to rest in the middle of the old road trail we were following, high above the river.
One little side puddle was just a little deeper than Kona thought. She was quite surprised!
The eternal question. To stop and turn around, or keep going long enough to see what is around the next bend.
After a couple hours, it was time to go home. It’s hard to believe that our house is a mere 13 miles away from this wild place!