This afternoon I drove 15 miles South of Bend, Oregon, to visit Kline Falls State Park. Having not carefully consulted my guidebook which told that the waterfall was a mile downriver, I proceeded with much gusto on a narrow overgrown trail upriver. After about an hour of climbing over rocks and roots in unseasonable heat, I decided to cool off at the above location. In this country, it is easy to find special spots to relax. I sat, had a nutrition bar, and thought about the trout, like myself, resting behind rocks and eating. After a while, I turned back. It would not be long before I would be behind the wheel, changing lanes, using my directional signal, watching for traffic and be in the thick of it.
Saturday, September 26, 2009
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This afternoon I drove 15 miles South of Bend, Oregon, to visit Kline Falls State Park. Having not carefully consulted my guidebook which told that the waterfall was a mile downriver, I proceeded with much gusto on a narrow overgrown trail upriver. After about an hour of climbing over rocks and roots in unseasonable heat, I decided to cool off at the above location. In this country, it is easy to find special spots to relax. I sat, had a nutrition bar, and thought about the trout, like myself, resting behind rocks and eating. After a while, I turned back. It would not be long before I would be behind the wheel, changing lanes, using my directional signal, watching for traffic and be in the thick of it.
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How beautiful...I enlarged that one and looked at it for a long time.
What a gorgeous place you found! I'm jealous! Glad you had a great day -- well, for a while before getting back to traffic and being in the thick of it.
Enjoy!
Sylvia
This reminds me of some of my favorite streams in the Sierra Nevada. It has a more meadow-like look than other parts of the Deschutes. In any case, it's a gorgeous spot. It must have been nice to rest here when you were hot.
Beautiful shot and have a nice weekend !!Unseen Rajasthan
Ahhh you're killing me.
I'm not sure I'd ever want to leave this spot!
Sometimes when one starts out on an unknown journey, one encounters unforeseen obstacles and one must weigh the relative values of pushing on through your pain or the bittersweet joy of saying "To hell with it!"
Thanks for your note re: your many years in Astoria...that explains a lot of things - well, certainly it explains why you are so knowledgeable about that town...
Have a great day, my friend.
Looks like we had the same idea of what to do on a Saturday. The river is beautiful as were the ones I rested by. MB
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