Deep in the woods, in the middle of Tillamook State Park, we slept at a trail head. In the morning we thought, lets do a hike! Nothing too long, fives miles will do...the trouble was in the two and a half miles up there was a 3000 foot gain!! It was like climbing stairs for two and a half miles. BUT! We drove on out of the stubbornness in our hearts and the beauty all around. Our victory was a bit saddened though by the site of heavy deforestation. I keep trying to tell myself all that dies will live again but it still wrenches my heart each time I see logging. It made me realize that all the wood I see comes from somewhere, like here.
Exhausted, we felt like flopping down after the hike but the road wouldn't allow it. We were: almost out of drinking water, NO water in our tank and had used up every...last...dish. Not to mention it was Fathers Day and we had no reception to call our Dads. So we picked up our sore legs and drove to Portland, OR. |
| Oh dishes how ever unrelenting! |
Dear Erika, Sterling and Clovey:
ReplyDeleteWow! Thanks for the new photos; the landscape and the two of you together are so beautiful. The logging is an eye opener, but trust the trees will grow again. Love the picture of Sterling doing dishes, he's a natural. Keep it up I think you have a natural talent.
I check your blog daily and hold your essence in my heart.
Please give Clove a BIG KISS & HUG.....Missing all of you.
Love BB.
A big wave to you all from Sunny Portland, (well, Beaverton to be exact)!
ReplyDeleteGreat photos of you three. I, too, love our coast. Sunny or gray - it's always magical to me.
Take care, Janet - with a hearty "Say Hi" from Wayne, Wesley & Danni
PS: Wesley got tickets to see his girl, T-Swizzle, just one week before the big show. He is still walking on air.
Ciao~
Hi Erika and Sterling,
ReplyDeleteThere was a huge forest fire during the 1930s in the Tillamook forest. My Dad remembers as a Cub Scout traveling from Seattle to the burned out area to plant trees to help restore the forest.
Love you guys lots...glad you are having fun.
Love ya,
Pat