Monday, November 27, 2017

Thanksgiving 2017: Seeing the Three Sisters

Friday, November 24, 2017


Pongo and I headed East on Black Friday.  Our goal was Bend, Oregon and possibly Newberry National Volcanic Monument.  We didn't get that far.  I lost interest just past of Sisters.  We got some nice pictures along the way and had a couple of nice walks, and that turned out to be enough for me.

North Santiam Highway, OR
North Santiam Highway, OR
North Santiam Highway, OR
North Santiam Highway, OR
We drove Highway 22 over the Cascade Mountain Range into Eastern Oregon.  Although less formidable than the Rockies or the Sierras, the mountains of the Cascades are in some ways more impressive.  This is a volcanic mountain range.  Each mountain stands out on its own, not blended together like the taller peaks of the Sierras.  The Cascades separate the Willamette Valley from Eastern Oregon.

Three Sisters, OR
We stopped at Detroit Lake on the way back into Salem.  Pongo enjoyed exploring a small creek near the old town site.  We expored the ruins of the town and the ghosts of the submerged forest.  I marvel at the fact that the stumps of the trees here are older than I am an yet they still stand as sentinals of a gone-by era.

Detroit Lake, OR 

Detroit Lake, OR
Detroit Lake, OR

North Santiam Highway, OR
Soundtrack:

  • American Music Club -- A Toast to You
  • XTC -- The Black Sea
  • Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds -- Push the Sky Away
  • Jane's Addiction -- Strays
  • Pearl Jam -- Ten

Thanksgiving 2017: The Oregon Coast

Tuesday, November 21, 2017



It was unusually warm when we woke up Tuesday morning at our campsite in Jedediah Smith State Park.  It had rained steadily until the wee hours of the morning, so we slept in the car rather than in our tent.  I prefer the tent because there's more room.  Pongo's a bit of a bed hog.  The car is nicer for bad weather, though.  It's very comfortable when it's just me but get's a little tight with me and the dog and all of our camping gear.  Plus, I packed too much stuff for this trip.  I need to weed some stuff out before the next road trip.  Anyway, it was so warm that morning I was in short sleeves all the way up to Bandon, OR.

Smith River, Jedediah Smith State Park, CA
Smith River, Jedediah Smith State Park, CA
The campgrounds at Jedediah Smith State Park are fantastic.  The site is in the middle of a redwood forest along the banks of the Smith River.  A number of the campsite look right out onto the river.  I prefer the ones across the road from those which are under some really big trees.  It makes for a dramatic place to wake up in the morning.

Jedediah Smith State Park, CA
Jedediah Smith State Park, CA
Jedediah Smith State Park, CA
We drove up North to Pistol River in Oregon where we stopped for a walk on the beach and dunes.  Pongo particularly liked the dunes, where he could poke his head around dunes and tall grass looking for little critters.  We didn't find any.  It reminded me of his adventures at Goblin Valley in Utah, where he had great fun sneaking around the sandstone structures.

Pistol River State Scenic Viewpoint, OR
Pistol River State Scenic Viewpoint, OR
Pistol River State Scenic Viewpoint, OR
Harbor Seal -- Pistol River State Scenic Viewpoint, OR
Pistol River State Scenic Viewpoint, OR
We made our obligatory stop at Gold Beach to photograph the sunken tugboat in the Rogue River.  I never miss that opportunity.

Rogue River, Gold Beach, OR
Prehistoric Gardens, Port Orford, OR
We took a short detour in Bandon, mostly because I had to go to the bathroom.  It took us out to the Coquille Lighthouse, which was pretty cool.  The thing with driving up the Oregon Coast on 101 isn't the Oregon Coast itself.  The highway actually spends a lot more time out of sight of the ocean than within it.  It's the rivers.  A hundred miles or more can be driven on the California coastline without crossing a major river.  In Oregon, they come one after the other.  The rivers and the bays make the drive up the Oregon coast the unique drive that it is.  There are more spectacular coastlines.  My dad would probably argue that point, but IMO California and Washington both have Oregon licked in that regard.  It's the preponderance of big rivers that makes Oregon unique on the American West Coast.  I don't know any other coastline, so I can't speak in more general terms.

Bullards Bridge, Coquille River, Bandon, OR
Coquille River, Bandon, OR
Coquille Lighthouse, Bandon, OR
It rained for the rest of the drive up the coastline.  We were going to camp if the weather permitted.  It didn't.  So, at Lincoln City we cut over to Salem and had a nice dinner with my parents before settling in to a nice warm bed for the night.  Well, more of a mat on the floor of my sister's old bedroom.  Close enough.  I actually sleep very well on that mat.  So does Pongo.

Steller Sea Lion -- Sea Lion Caves, Florence, OR
Steller Sea Lion -- Sea Lion Caves, Florence, OR
Heceta Head Lighthouse, Florence, OR
Soundtrack:

  • Elvis Costello -- The Man
  • Ryan Adams -- Heartbreaker
  • Sonic Youth -- Murray Street
  • Loretta Lynn -- Van Lear Rose
  • Erykah Badhu -- New Amerykah Part One (4th World War)
  • LCD Soundsystem -- This Is Happening

Sunday, November 26, 2017

Thanksgiving 2017: Redwood National Park

Monday, November 20, 2017



I drove up to Salem, Oregon for Thanksgiving.  I go up there every year for a large family gathering.  I like to take my time on the drive up.  It's a nine and a half hour straight shot up Interstate Five.  I take that on theway back, but on the way up I use alternate routes, usually spending two to five days wandering my way up North.  It was a short, two day drive up Highway 101 in California and Highway One in Oregon.  I'd have taken an extra day but the weather was quite wet and I had my dog Pongo with me, so we kept it short this year.

Avenue of the Giants, Humboldt County, CA
I only stopped a few times for pictures on Monday due to the rain.  Our destination for the night was Jedediah Smith State Park near Crescent City, which is part of Redwood National Park.

Roosevelt Elk -- Redwood National Park, CA
We encountered the Prairie Creek herd of elk just off of the highway.  They always seem to be nearby.  I think I've made one drive through the area without seeing these big beasts.  No big antlers this year, though, we only saw females and juvenile males.

Roosevelt Elk -- Redwood National Park, CA
Roosevelt Elk -- Redwood National Park, CA
Roosevelt Elk -- Redwood National Park, CA
Roosevelt Elk -- Redwood National Park, CA
Klamath River, Redwood National Park, CA

Klamath River, Redwood National Park, CA
Soundtrack:

  • Frank Sinatra -- In the Wee Small Hours of the Morning
  • Stars of the Grand Ole Opry
  • Spoon -- Gimme Fiction
  • kd lang -- Shadowland
  • The White Stripes -- Elephant
  • Echo & the Bunnymen -- Echo & the Bunnymen

Sunday, May 7, 2017

Lincoln Park Golf Course

May 3, 2017



Sam, my dad and I went golfing on Wednesday.  Dad hadn't golfed since his heart surgery and I haven't swung the clubs for about a year, so we went to Lincoln Park in San Francisco.  It's a short, forgiving course with spectacular views.  That picture above is me on the 17th tee.  Sam always takes pictures of my butt.

Lincoln Park Golf Course, San Francisco, CA
The golf course is hilly and surrounds the Legion of Honor, which is a small art museum.  The sixth tee is in the back of the museum.

Lincoln Park Golf Course, San Francisco, CA
Lincoln Park Golf Course, San Francisco, CA
Lincoln Park Golf Course, San Francisco, CA
Lincoln Park Golf Course, San Francisco, CA
Lincoln Park Golf Course, San Francisco, CA
The 17th tee has one of the nicest views of the Golden Gate that you'll find.  It's a long par 3 that I've only hit once.

Lincoln Park Golf Course, San Francisco, CA
Lincoln Park Golf Course, San Francisco, CA
Lincoln Park Golf Course, San Francisco, CA
Lincoln Park Golf Course, San Francisco, CA
Lincoln Park Golf Course, San Francisco, CA