Oregon is known for having a lot of lakes, rivers, and waterfalls and an amazing coastline. Virtually all oceanfront is public land.
“The Oregon Supreme Court … ruled that unrestricted public use of beaches since aboriginal times granted the public a “prescriptive right” of access to the “dry sand” beaches above high tide line regardless of what title documents said. That 1967 decision still guarantees public use of Oregon’s beaches today. ”
But reservoir water is different. This water is designated to flow into homes and businesses, and therefore is kapu. So on this lovely lake, we saw no boats, no fishermen, no nothing. The closest we could get was to view it from the road.
We managed to find a couple of spots with an unobstructed view.
It really was lovely, with the forested lands in the background.
We looked back up towards the mountains where we’d experienced deliverance in a good way! Deliverance from getting lost!
We started down the mountain again, leaving behind a lot of beckoning but kapu water. We came across this whimsical sign. Umm… like how fast would I be going down there?
Just a bit out of place da sign, yeah?
We found a place to pull over and take more photos. In the distance is Yamhill County.
It really was a magnificent view. This is small kine zoom.
And a little bit over to the right.
Close-up of the valley below. The contrast between forest, where we were, and farmland below, was amazing.
Neat shot of “deliverance mountain” and dead tree trunks.
And a last view of the valley.
We headed back down the mountain again and turned North on Highway 47.
Just after we turned onto Highway 47, we saw this neat barn. We love taking barn photos!
I think this is nani enough for a postcard!
Then we saw another one!
We passed a farmhouse with a wonderful stand of sunflowers.
Close-up. They were so nani!
I meant to plant a giant herd of sunflowers this year, but never did get around to it, so I especially loved these ones.
After a few miles, we turned mauka [east toward the mountains, the Cascade Mountains, this time], passing through the small town of Yamhill (where Woodland Woolworks used to be located).
Pau Part Eleven. Stay tuned for Part Twelve, in which we reluctantly re-enter civilization.
Oh my how beautiful our America is! Those nooks and crannies are breathtaking! You know, those are the places I could just make a picnic and find the most perfect spot, spread my little blanket out and spend the entire day out just looking off into the horizon. So peaceful. You’re blessed to have stuff like that nearby.
Yeah, we real lucky. I woulda loved to have a picnic up there at the craggy stumps, looking out over the valley.