Where to begin. On Friday July 30, 2010, I left Mayne Island for a visit to Oroville Washington and out into the high desert. I was invited on a camping trip for the long weekend to come and see the 20 acres that my son, daughter-in-law, David’s daughter and three other friends had purchased last year. I am excited. It will be a five hour drive from Vancouver but I had heard so much about how it was the home of the rattle snake. And how it looked and felt like Clint Eastwood would ride over the hill any moment. And about how it hardly ever rained.
Well, I didn’t get to see a rattle snake. We tried to ensure that didn’t happen as we climbed up the dry cliff side. I didn’t get to see Clint Eastwood – but I thought I might from the looks of the hills. And it did rain – both evenings. The thunderstorms were glorious and refreshing after the heat of the day.
Here is a quick snippet of what it was like as the waves of hot air brushed my skin in the early morning sun. The light is more yellow orange than usual because of smoke in the air, likely from forest fires started by lightening.
Just around this bend…
Is the property a good part of which is an amazing bluff…
and here is the other end of the bluff…
can you smell the sagebrush I’m standing in?
What else I wonder might we see somewhere near a grove of small poplar trees?
Oh my what do we have here?
A wild turkey hen and over here is one of her four chicks…
We won’t go any closer as these fellows are still very small. The grasses and drying flowers are particularly beautiful.
Later in the morning we climb part of the way up the cliff side. This is where I am most worried I might see a rattle snake. My son assures me that it was too early in the day. He advises that I step on the logs and rocks, not over them, so the snake will hear and feel the vibration of my foot steps. After all the snake doesn’t want to see me either.
There is a spring that comes out part way down the hill and it still has a small pool of water for the birds. Even so, I was surprised to see this colourful fellow on the branch of a ponderosa pine…
It is a western tanager. Though fairly common they are a bit shy so this is only the second time I have seen one.
My apologies for being late getting the post up today. I had some computer trouble and then it was time for lunch. As you can see we had a marvelous trip. I will do another post a little later of just the rolling hills and grasses. Next time I go, I hope to bring you photos taken from the top of the bluff. We shall see.
Special thanks for having me along go out to…
My son Kris, eating sunflower seeds while the ants pack the shells away as fast as they hit the ground.
My daughter-in-law Tina, who doesn’t know I took this photo while she was cooking up one of her many outstanding dishes made with fresh vegetables and lots of herbs and spices.
My step-daughter Anya, soaking up the cooler late afternoon sun.
My grandson Arrow,
who was also my photo-shooting partner.
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