Summer Lake to Cabin Lake and beyond
One night the storms were too bad even for the barn. So I ran for the hills, an hour north to Cabin Lake, where there is no cabin and there is no lake. But there is the promise of birds and better weather. Along the way I noticed some grounded hawks. Was it too windy…
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…