Tuesday, April 8, 2014

Waterfalls of the Columbia River Gorge

Here is a sampling of waterfalls along the Historic Columbia River Highway. We did not see them all, afraid we'd run out of daylight before we arrived at our destination.

Above is Horsetail Falls. The water is beautiful, but the green is equally fascinating. I'm not used to seeing moss grow thick on trees and rocks like this.

Multnomah is the most famous--and probably the most-photographed--of the Columbia River waterfalls. It also had a little touristy gift shop that offered fudge. I didn't buy any. Just had to tell somebody.

At Wahkeena Falls we took a little walk, which gave us a view of the falls from another direction. 

The air, already so much more humid than what we're used to, was full of fine mist from the waterfall. This abundance of moisture did more than coat the trees with moss--it also made it possible for ferns to grow on the limb overhead. Crazy.


  1. We lived in SW Washington for 13 years and traveled the Columbia Gorge frequently. It is truly a breathtaking experience.

    1. Hal, welcome! It is beautiful--I wonder if it was hard getting used to the climate change.

  2. Multnomah has great Ice Cream also. I have been invited on a motorcycle trip down the Oregon coast this June. Money or lack of may keep me home though.

    1. Oh, man, now if I go back I'll have two favorite junk foods to try to ignore.


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Emails from home

Most of our email is pretty mundane. Once in a while, though, the immediate flavor of country life sings amid the shopping lists and communications to the office. Here are some stored on our home computer, written by people in our house and edited for privacy.

Some of the terms are softened for a family audience, but not by much.

Your evil kitty just woke up your son by urping up a mouse on his lion blankie.

You know you live in a small town when…

...Fifty-year old people born and raised in town are ‘new comers’.

...You are more afraid of locking yourself out of your house than of being robbed.

...The library has a different schedule on every day of the week.

...You are darn proud that your town has a library. Incidentally, your library account is handled not by a card but by a number that the librarian types into her computer. You have trouble remembering it, but the librarian can always tell you what it is.

...You can honestly say, "The Mayor is in front of the house fixing his manure spreader."

Good news: We caught another mouse.

Bad news: We have at least one more.

Good news: He must be hungry and he thinks of traps as a food source, since he robbed the bait of an un-sprung trap, finished the bait of the sprung one, and ate an eye from his dead brother.

Hope you're done with breakfast.