There's this spot south of Pine Mountain out near Millican that I like to camp at early in the season, like May or June. I wanted to see the place at the end of the season, and soak up the scenery.
I arrived on Thursday morning to find that my usual spot had already been snagged by someone who left a humongous fifth wheel trailer there to hold down the spot for the weekend. Big game hunting season (deer, elk) was opening on Saturday, so the population density was going to go up. Same for the flying projectile density, so I made sure to bring my undeer-like bright red and orange colors.
I backtracked to a spot I normally drive by. It was unoccupied and I set up. Some pictures:
|First, here's what the place looked like in June. As always, clicking on the picture|
will provide a larger version.
|And in September. Much drier.|
Sunny, crisp weather. Perfect for wandering about in shorts, no shirt.
|Hunters beware! Old hippie warning! I often hang these colorful|
flags where I camp, to add cheer and mark the spot.
|Quite independent from me, Jim had been planning a trip to the same area with |
his buddies to play poker. Prior to setting up camp at a nearby site, they pay a visit
(having seen my flags) to say howdy.
|Jim and friends Cameron and Joe.|
The weather in Central Oregon is changeable, to say the least, and Jim usually has the misfortune to miss the sunny days and bring with him overcast, colder days. This trip was no exception. I like the fickleness of the weather: it keeps me on my toes and I've gotten real good at changing the camp to suit the weather. Awnings, heaters, sunny areas, sheltered areas; attire ranging from warm fleece and windbreaker to birthday suit.
Next up: Uncle Jack's Campin' Ribs recipe.
Here's Uncle Jack:
|Would you cook anything this|