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WILSON RIVER MYSTERY: Footbridge Trailhead

Some of my colleagues headed out to fish on the Wilson River last Saturday. I thought it might be a good photo opportunity and planned to meet them somewhere between Lee’s Camp and the Footbridge Trailhead, but I forgot how early fishermen like to get up on weekends and I’m pretty sure they had gutted and cleaned their fish before I was even conscious that morning. It didn’t escape my attention that a trailhead implies access to a trail. Soon, I found myself exploring a short section of the Wilson River Trail. View from the footbridge – looking downriver The river flows pretty quickly around a corner and into a kind of narrow rock throat that results in a variety of flow ratio phenomena like whirlpools and eddies and something that almost looks like boiling water. Knowledgeable fisher-people say things like, “Yeah, there’s a good ole’ hole there.” It is sometimes difficult to determine when fisher-people transition from talking about fishing to talking about sex. There were

Revelation @ Laurelhurst Park

Traffic on I-205 Coast Stop Coast – roll – roll STOP FAST Sit Wait… (crap!) Bumper Cars at Oaks Park Why don’t they make real cars more like bumper cars? The daily commute would become the highlight of the day and auto insurance companies would quickly go out of business. I tell the Monkey-cam, “It’s a universal intuition. There must be something more to life than driving to and from work.” Old tree at Laurelhurst Park “That’s why on weekends, we go hiking to discover the tell-tale brushstrokes of some transcendent artist.” I added. Trees at Laurelhurst Park Monkey-cam agreed that there were many times when the world seems like a beautiful masterpiece. Bench at East end of duck pond - Laurelhurst Park “Still,” he pantomimed, “isn’t it enough that we’re alive and we can eat bananas and meet girls?” “Well,” I replied, “the culture I was born into thinks it’s important how you do those things. For instance, we’re supposed to meet girls, not so much for fun, but (within the confines

ARCHEOLOGICAL FINDINGS: High Rocks, Gladstone, OR

Joe (in blue) found himself wishing the boat had emergency brakes. Carbon dating reveals that some native rock paintings date nearly all the way back to the late nineties. Early inhabitants carved elaborate toilet seats into the natural rock. …also sinks. Ruins of a temple pyramid provide evidence that the extent of the Mayan civilization has been severely underestimated. Carved throne showing an unmistakable Atlantean influence Carved throne - detail Ripples in time Ancient engineers drove these rings into large rocks. The large rocks were then hooked to UFOs, carved into shape by laser beams and utilized in the construction of huge pyramids. Site of human sacrifice Low cost housing Front porch Almost half as dangerous as Ali Baba’s 40 thieves Patio with a view – watching the river run.