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our campsite in the rainforest

 

 

a peaceful place to spend a rainy day

 

 

on Wednesday the sun came out and we found this butterfly hard...

a very handsome fellow

never knew butterflies have so much flexibility in their neck

he can turn his head just like a bird

a beautiful speciman

map of the Woodlands

time to go exploring

 

 

entrance to the trail

sooner or later everything in this forest grows moss

 

abandoned picnic tables

and they don't look that old - wonder if there are any...

don't stand there too long Madolyn!

 

 

these berries look a lot like the bakeapples that grow in Newfoundland...

touches of color amid all that green

 

Queen Anne's lace

 

the flowers of the forest tend to be small and delicate

but Madolyn is good at finding them

these are bleeding hearts - the ones the Republicans are always whining...

a little too early for that one to taste good

 

one of the more prolific flowers in the forest

 

 

 

 

 

one of the trails we took

 

 

those damned bleeding hearts are everywhere

this photo looks like it should be vertical but it's not

 

some beautifully carved benches at the rest stops

and along the trails

at last we come to the Salmon River

not a big roaring river

but a nice one

with some fool waving from the bridge

 

 

another of The Woodlands' lovely trails

 

 

 

 

this trail has an extensive boardwalk

which is good because the ground is pretty marshy

they are experimenting with plastic boards but they warp in the humidity...

and always in any sunny spot you see the flowers

 

 

 

the still water reflects the clouds

and other things

 

more warpage

 

 

 

in this pond we watched a salamander for a while

 

every stop on the trail had one of these bronzes celebrating one...

 

we finally said 'goodbye' to the salamander

 

 

 

these are almost ready

 

skunk cabbage

skunk cabbage blossom

back on the banks of the river

 

 

mushrooms

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

this beautiful sculpture points the way toward the streambed station

 

a valve on the park's water management system

 

 

a bunch of schoolkids on a river beach outing

a friendly banana slug

 

 

entry to the streambed display

sculpins patrolling the bottom in search of eggs

an endless source of fascination for old and young alike

this sign explained the different markings but the fish were small and...

the lighting was too dim to photograph the fish well

but they were fun to watch

the trail back to camp


A lush rain forest flourishes on the lower slopes of Mt. Hood

The Palmer Glacier on Mt. Hood is the source of several rivers. One of them is Oregon’s Salmon River, which is a tributary of the Sandy River. In it’s 33 mile run from Palmer to Sandy, the Salmon River passes through the Woodlands, a recreation area adjacent to our campground at Mt. Hood Village. The boundary between the private park and the public park is not fenced, and there are several trails that lead from the campground into the Woodlands. Today we explored them for most of the day.

This is Cascadian rainforest - a cathedral of towering trees, carpeted with ferns. The scenery is mesmerizing - but if you stand too long in one place you’ll take root and start growing moss! Not every species could flourish in these conditions, but the ones that do are healthy and lush.

If Nature’s green is the hardest color for an artist to replicate, then this place is an artist’s nightmare. There is every shade of green imaginable - except the ones in your pallet! It’s as if God were mocking us - saying “There fool - let’s see you paint this!” The Impressionists avoided green as much as possible - except for Pissarro who bought green paint by the gallon. But even Pissarro would have trouble with the Cascades. I can just hear him swearing in French, “Sacre Bleu - impossibile!”

Foolishness aside, the forest is lovely and ethereal, and in July the Salmon River is still running strong. Oregon is working hard to restore it’s salmon runs, and here they have a stream observation station where visitors can look into an underwater stream bed and see wild trout, salmon and steelhead fingerlings in their natural habitat. They are hard to photograph but fun to watch, and we even spotted a gnarly little sculpin sneaking along the bottom as it searched for eggs.

In five years of travel, some of our best and most memorable days are ones we’ve spent hiking our state and national refuges and parks. Today was no exception, and this rainforest will live in our memories for a very long time.

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