After living on the streets of San Francisco for four weeks, it’s time to head north. The food was superb … friends and family are awesome beyond measure … the amazing Indian Summer was toasty and bright … and much work was accomplished with ease. This tortuga could spend another four weeks there!
But, it’s time … and the above photo is at Grass Lake in northern California. That’s a Jeffrey Pine in the corner (the bark has a slight vanilla aroma, and the sharp points on the pine-cones point inside – you can pick ’em up without the pain). No pines in the “lake area” however, they’d drown there. That area is a wetland, full of rushes and sedge – and home to the Tiger Salamander, a cool little guy that hides out waiting for water.
Early in the morning, the sun is coming up … but the temperature is loooow. We’re between a bevy of volcanoes … Whaleback and Miller Mountain, Horse-thief Butte, Deer Mountain (and Little Deer), Goosenest Mountain … but from the temperature, there’s no volcanic activity today!!
It’s a long drive up to the northern side of Oregon … but off we go!
Here we are in the evening hours … great for taking pictures. The mountains in the distance are in Washington, just over the Columbia River. We’re going to take a side road here, through a couple of little towns, and visit a place we missed on our trip down …
2 thoughts on “Far from the Streets of San Francisco”
Nice shots. I’ve stopped at the Grass Lake rest area many times.
That area of California and Southern Oregon is indeed breath-taking. Thanks for your artwork at