Humbug Camping Trip

Here is our tag marking our site, which was conveniently number 49,  so all I had to do to remember was think of the team, The 49ers.

Unfortunately, I became quite ill with what became a kidney infection and we packed up two days early and came home. Anti-biotics changed my world!

We ended up having as much fun as possible in three days, so we didn’t mourn the loss too much.

Day One: Samuel H. Boardman Scenic Corridor and Jedediah State Park/Redwoods Drive

Chris at Jedediah State Park Redwoods Drive

The first day was pouring rain, so we jumped in the truck and headed south, to California, where we thought it would get better…weather-wise.  It didn’t.  It poured down rain and obscured all scenic views.

this is one of the scenic views, back beyond the truck is the ocean, the travel pamphlet said it was “spectacular” we’ll never know…cause we couldn’t see a thing.

this is part of the Samuel H. Boardman Scenic Corridor, this particular beach-head was home to some Native Americans at one time.  I would have read the plaque but I didn’t want to get drenched.

So, we kept driving, and it kept raining.

We passed the Chetco River, saw a few hardy souls fishing.

we finally reached California (still raining) and took the drive thru the Redwoods, which were so big, so many and so dense, the rain hardly reached thru the canopy

whole forts could be made in some of these trees!

It was a beautiful drive, and so narrow in some places, Chris had to do some deft maneuvering of the truck to get thru.  Obviously they took down as few redwoods as possible to make the road passable.  One particularly tight spot showed scrap marks on the side of the trees where some vehicles mis-calculated  or were too big.  Chris said it was only about 14 feet of clearance .

We came out at Elk Valley/Crescent City, and guess what?  It was still raining!

Made another attempt at one of the scenic viewpoints:

stopped in Brookings for gas and a wander around Fred Meyers to kill some time…and pick up some things…found a Quilt Shop, bought some fabric…meandered back to base camp, and Guess What?

Yep, it had stopped raining back at Humbug.  Figures.

 

Newport


click to biggify, it looks good that way 🙂

Before the Fourth of July we took a trip to Newport and visited with my Dad and Patty. The first thing we did was go out to Chinese food.  I’m not sure why, given that for weeks of phone calls and emails back and forth, I’d repeatedly said how much I looked forward to eating seafood while at the Coast.  So I made the best of it by ordering the Happy Family with shrimp and scallops in it, the scallops were yummy.

When we returned we decided we needed a walk, so we drove down to Hatfield’s Marine Science parking lot and took the Nature Path between the sea and river area called the   Yaquina Estuary Nature Trail.

Beginning of trail, bay to right, marsh to left.

The trail is unique in that it contains both sea water and its species and river water and its species and a meeting in the middle with a species diversity that has adapted to both.

http://hmsc.oregonstate.edu/visitor/sites/default/files/exhibits-events/images/estuary-trail-closure-sign-2011.pdf

Above is a map of where we walked.

The sun was starting to set and everything had that beautiful golden glow about it.

Looking towards the ocean on the Nature Trail

We walked along and some of us read the signs,

looked at the pretty foxgloves and grasses blowing in the wind and generally enjoyed ourselves.  Some of us did other things.

Sigh.  Such is life.

What is so interesting is how clearly divided the salinity or lack of makes the land look.  On one side of the path we have the pretty marsh and the other side we have the mud flats.

 

 

It was a peaceful and beautiful evening and we only met one other couple who said they lived around there and walked the nature path every evening.

Soon the sun began setting and the bridge and the bay looked so beautiful…

We caught some of the last rays of color as we were driving out of the parking area:

Chris the Goofball and Neskowin Beach

Yes, he’s a Goofball, but he’s my Goofball, and an all around really terrific guy 🙂  This was taken at Neskowin, where we stopped to eat lunch on our way home from Newport.

We ate yummy food at the Hawk Creek Cafe and then took a small walk on the beach.

There is this small lagoon created by Hawk Creek running into the ocean and it was full of kids playing with every kind of flotation device and some climbing an overturned tree/log.

This dog had me amused, here s/he sits, looking totally unconcerned, but just you step too close!  That Ball is being carefully guarded as well as a sharp eye kept on the kids out there.

Chris took this pix of me by holding the camera at a totally screwy angle, however, I kind’a like it.

As you can see, it was a beautiful day.

And my favorite beach, even if it is much diminished by storms this past winter.

In the background is the famous Proposal Rock.  Which has both happy and sad stories to tell, if a rock could tell them.  Chris proposed, that we make another stop at the fruit stand on the way home for another 3lb basket of fresh local strawberries.  So, that is what we did.  And then I made shortcake, and everyone was happy 🙂

Sullivan Lake

We ended our North Pend Oreille Scenic Loop at Sullivan Lake, as far as stopping goes, driving straight back to Starvation Lake.

We passed many, many lakes on this scenic loop, I had no real idea-until we took this drive-how many bodies of water are in Washington.  If you’ve always wanted to live near a body of water, I’d say your chances our good if you move to Washington.

I didn’t even leave the truck for this pix, just point and shoot in any direction around here, its all beautiful!  The above shot of the lake was taken standing just in front of the truck door, (barely out of the truck) in the parking area.

Next Up:  The Afternoon History Cruise on Lake Pend Oreille on the Shawnodese.

Daily History Lake Cruise
This daily afternoon cruise from Sandpoint is a delightful 9 mile loop trip near the shores of Lake Pend Oreille. Learn about the history & geology of our magnificent lake. See where the ice dam was formed 17,000 years ago that led to the creation of Lake Pend Oreille. Lake Pend Oreille’s origin is a fascinating story and has been said by geologists to be “The greatest geologic story never told.” Learn about the early Indian history and David Thompson, the first white man to explore our area. Discover the rich rail history, and our very strange connection to Navy submarine research. Most of all, experience the awesome beauty of our lake and mountains. And as a special treat for our young (and young at heart) passengers, children have an opportunity to be “Captain of the Day” & take a turn at the wheel.
Daily 2:30 PM to 4:00 PM, (June 15 to September 11)
General $19, Senior 60+ $18, Child ages 3 to 12 $14,
2 & under free

Walk with me down the Flume Trail…

The trail is a squashed and looping circle, which begins & ends at the Mill Pond Dam.  As I said earlier, the diversity on this one short trail is amazing, I wish I’d recorded it better, but I only realized it after we were done.  FYI: some pix are the same or similar as yesterdays post.

To begin with this whole area was created by this dam, Mill Pond did not exist prior to the early 1900’s when they built the flume.  Here is scrubby cedar and granite outcrops and dry, sandy ground.

Walk over the dam and around the granite outcrop and Blam!  The Mill Pond surrounded by a field of daisies and ornamental grasses.  Very Beautiful!  and completely different from where you were just a few steps ago!

After walking thru the meadow we round a corner and Blam!  It changes again, to a moist & mossy redwood forest, with trilliums even!  Trilliums only grow in deep shade and moisture, unfortunately, I didn’t take a pix of one.

Here lies remains of the original flume structure.  They logged old growth redwoods to build this and covered the top of the flume like a boardwalk.  I saw pictures of ladies dressed in skirts, holding their parasols and strolling down the flume boardwalk, apparently it was a popular thing to do in its time.   The government of today wouldn’t allow such an enterprise, they would site safety issues and block it off.  Sigh.  Oh, well.

After seeing this,  I wondered how it worked…

After we pass the flume remains, the community outhouse remains, we round a corner and are surprised to see a cabin.  I think this is a replica.

It housed the original superintendent of the flume builders and his family. Later, he became the inspector, which turned out to be more work than building the flume was.

Five people lived in this one, small, cabin!

Here are original log cabin remains from when the flume builders lived here.

We gently round another corner and find the blacksmith’s shop, which rests between meadow and forest.  The landscape begins to change again.

Over the years the whole structure eroded and sunk and the roof appears to have sunk with it.  Earth takes back its own.  We walk back to the meadow and cross the bridge over the dam…back where we started.

Mill Pond Flume Trail

The Mill Pond Flume Trail Interpretive Site was my favorite, coolest, historic thing on the whole trip.  Aside from the Afternoon History Cruise around Lake Pend Oreille.  Then again, a boat ride on a beautiful day is always hard to beat.

Everywhere one looked and walked was beautiful and the  ecological diversity of the area was astounding.  We walked by a dam, a creek, a river, thru a stand of old Redwood forest, a meadow and a granite outcrop in the space of a mile.

Part of the old Redwood Forest the Flume Trail goes through.

Here is part of the lake, with some logs…like would have been used in the flume, floating in a cluster.  This pix was snapped from the parking area!  In this scenic area, one doesn’t have to go far to take a beautiful picture!

The Mill Pond Flume Trail starts with this dam;  this pix shows some of the scrubby granite bits at the beginning of the trail.

We’ll “walk” the trail together in my next post.  Meanwhile, here is everything you wanted to know (and more) about this wonderful trail.

Mill Pond Historic Site

North Pend Oreille Scenic Loop

After settling in at Camp Rita, we took off for a scenic drive.

The North Pend Oreille Scenic Loop covers part of the Selkirk International Loop, which we later learned.

The Pend Oreille loop is also dubbed “The Forgotten Corner” by wildlife enthusiasts and people like me, who have this thing for historical “old stuff”.

First we went to the Tiger Museum, which was closed, just like the other museums we attempted to go to in the area.  Closed museums seemed to be because of lack of funds and volunteers to keep them open.  Sad for me, not so sad for Chris, as he is not really interested in all that “old stuff”.

After driving thru the small town of Ione, we stopped at Box Canyon.  To the right is the old railroad that you can ride a handful of times a year, if you’re lucky.  Of course it wasn’t running either, when we were there.  But if we could’ve, we would’ve been so on that train ride!

Box Canyon Dam was built in 1952 and apparently Kevin Costner was filmed here in the movie “The Postman”, which I haven’t seen.  Let me know if its any good, will ya?

After leaving Box Canyon, we drive along the Boundry Dam Road, which is beautiful and hosts wildlife like bald eagles and mountain goats.  Across the river is a stand of cottonwoods, which have a bald eagles nest.

If you click to biggify and squint at the dead cottonwood, you can just make out some type of messy eagle’s nest.  This was one of the few times I wish I had a fancy telephoto zoom lens on my camera.

Chris says its time to move down the road and how many dang pictures do I need anyway???

Next up, my favorite part of the trip:  The Mill Pond Flume Interpretive Site!  Which, while in the National Forest, is run by the Dept of Agriculture, and I’m not sure why, but they sure did a terrific job with the Flume Trail.

Starvation Lake at Last!

Finally after driving most of the day (after leaving Maryhill) we arrive at our camping destination…Camp Rita.

Sister Rita has a small, one bedroom cabin on Starvation Lake where we parked ourselves for most of our vacay.

We set up camp:

The best parts are the close proximity to indoor plumbing and the view from her balcony and back yard.

From here we go forth and explore the territory.  Oh, and meet our personal Greeting Committee:

Lily came over and hopped around like she was ecstatic to see us from the moment Chris tried to back the truck in the drive.  First she popped up over the left side of the hood, then over by his door, then over by my window, for a bit, we wondered just how many dogs there were!

Upon awaking in the tent on our first morning there, Chris unzipped the tent door and let out a huge scream!   Lily was right there!  In his face, ready to say “Good Morning” and give him a happy lick!  Oh, was it funny for me, I laughed and laughed and laughed, and wished the bathroom were even closer than it already was.

One More Memorial @ Maryhill

Lupines at Maryhill Memorial

Is it just me?  Or are you touched by Memorial’s to our fallen, the ones who went off to fight and die on soils that didn’t have our freedoms and liberties?

Since the Stonehenge Memorial is dedicated to WWI, it seemed appropriate to dedicate a memorial to the wars that have taken place since then to remember the men that have served after the first war.  This memorial is a little walk up a slope behind the stonehenge, and the hillside is covered with lupine and queen anne’s lace blowing in the winds from the Columbia River Gorge.

In the middle of the memorial is this tribute usually seen on the battle fields:

and this POW/MIA wreath stands in the middle.

As men from the surrounding area have continued to march off, serve, and die at wars on foreign soils, they have been added to this new memorial.

I wonder how long before the Iran/Iraq/Afghanistan memorial shows up?

At any rate, War Memorials always deserve a quiet moment of contemplation before we move on with the busy stuff of life.

Gone, but not forgotten.

Maryhill Grounds & Sculpture Garden

After Maryhill Stonehenge Chris drove me down the road apiece to the Museum.

(The museum I didn’t have time to actually go into.)  However, the day was specularly beautiful and so were the grounds, so I didn’t have any trouble entertaining myself, just me and my trusty Nikon.  Where was DH you ask??? Sitting in the truck in the parking lot! ’nuff said.

First, I was pleasantly surprised by the peacocks, wondering around the grounds,

posing amoungst the sculpture garden as part of the art.

I have no idea what these are supposed to be or represent.  Love the whimsical quality of them and love how they framed the softly rolling hills behind them.

love this Chihuly styled sculpture!

More fun with photoshop,  these sculptures remind me of Buddhist Zen Monks praying or something…not that I pretend to know anything about Zen or Buddhism.

King and Queen for the Day, anyone?

Maryhill is just flat out a beautiful place, if any of you have the opportunity, visit here, you won’t be disappointed.

Even if it looks like something from the Twilight Zone, Orson Welles or Alfred Hitchcock Presents.

And hey, if you are a Hulu fan, you can watch the Twilight Zone,  Alfred Hitchcock Presents or the Alfred Hitchcock Hour right now, right here.  (With Hulu, things come and go, so no guarantees it will be there later.)

What takes place behind those barred windows???  Why is this place in the middle of nowhere?  Who is the mysterious Mary Hill?  Tune in next time for the answer to these questions or perhaps all new questions as we uncover the truth…mahaahaha (twilight zone theme plays in background)!!

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