Painted Hills II
Tomas and I left the Ochoco National Forest and continued our exploration of the John Day Fossil Beds National Monument area. Successfully spooking deer and herds of pronghorn along the way. Along HWY 19 we pulled over to check out Cathedral Rock. While admiring the magnificent colors of the cliff walls, we heard harsh croaking monster screams and looked…
Painted Hills I
They don’t call the Painted Hills one of Oregon’s Seven Wonders for nothing. The eight wonder is why I’d never visited before. Truthfully, I never liked the desert. It’s hot, dry, exposed, I’m more of a lush, green forest kind of girl. But that’s what birding does. It opens the world up to possibility even in…