My husband and I decided to take our anniversary road trip this year in two consecutive Saturday installments. Today, we enjoyed the scenery along the Grande Ronde River, stopped briefly at Boggan’s Oasis, and ate our packed lunch next to the footbridge at Troy, Oregon.
The only exotic wildlife we saw were some wild turkeys, and I was not camera ready for their sprint across the highway. Next Saturday, weather and other variables permitting, we aspire to take in some hiking at Lyon’s Ferry.
Asotin, from the road to Anatone and on to the Oregon border
Basalt outcroppings and meadows profuse with blooming balsam are everywhere.
One of the many streams in the Grande Ronde River’s brood
A favorite stop in southeastern Washington, just before the Oregon border
The old foot bridge at Troy, Oregon. The dark trees on the hill are casualties of last summer’s forest fires.
My husband and I count as a blessing our proximity to the Evans Pond area and the Chief Timothy Game Management Unit. The 10-minute drive from our home is as pleasant as the destination, taking us past farms and cattle ranches from which we can see Idaho’s Craig Mountain scenery in the distance, and along the Snake River and its canyon. Hunting season is not till October and ends in January, so we have nine quiet months a year to appreciate coots and other riparian life.
Winter in Eastern Washington is not always readily discernible without a calendar. Today was such a day, and I found the sunshine at Wawawai County Park notably brisk, having left my gloves in the car so they would not hinder my handling of my camera. My husband and I always enjoy walking at Wawawai; every season has its distinctives, and I find them all beautiful. The trove of the day was probably worth the frozen hands it took to shoot these photos.
Today was a court holiday, and my husband took an unusual day off from meeting with clients, as well. He worked in the morning on the dory he’s building, and made good progress toward attaching the boat’s bottom, while I completed my usual routine of Monday homekeeping tasks.
By mid-afternoon, my husband was eager to visit a beautiful stretch of the Snake River south of Asotin, at its confluence with the Grande Ronde River, which has its source in Northeastern Oregon’s Blue Mountains. The general area is called Heller’s Bar. We have visited the area several times, and I was totally up for the excursion. I love the area, and it seemed good to preview what might well be the site of the new dory’s maiden launch.
Confluence of the Grande Ronde and Snake Rivers
Another view of the Confluence
The Grande Ronde
The Grande Ronde
The tree seems to direct the way of the River’s flow.
We saw elk up the canyon, about two miles away. My husband took this photo with his camera’s superior-being telephoto.
And Effie, the girl waiting back home.