Monday, February 17, 2025

Just Another Cannon Beach Sunset....

On to a bit more current happenings......

This past January NW Oregon experienced three straight weeks of dry, clear skies and sunshine.  For a climate that's normally cold and rainy in the winter, this was unheard of!  I enjoyed some beautiful sunny days on the ski slopes, and most of the sunrises and sunsets were quite spectacular.  So one day in mid-January I took a break from skiing and headed to the coast in hopes of capturing one of those great sunsets.


Seafoam on the beach

The seaside town of Cannon Beach is about an hour's drive from my home, so it's super convenient to drive down there whenever the mood strikes.  I packed up my car and was on the road by one o'clock in the afternoon.  I figured a midafternoon arrival would give me plenty of time for beach walking before the sun dropped around 5 pm. 


Quarreling shorebirds

Driving along US highway 101, which is the main north-south coastal highway through Oregon, I was about a mile or so from the Cannon Beach exit when I spotted some large animals walking across the pavement.  A herd of a dozen elk decided the vegetation looked greener on the other side of the highway and sauntered across.  Traffic ground to a screeching halt - no one wanted to hit such a large animal.  Elk are big enough to total a car (just ask my hubby, it happened to his truck 5 years ago.)


A little bird looking for lunch

The unexpected elk crossing delayed my arrival by a few minutes, but that was ok - it was cool to see such majestic animals so close up.  I'd seen photographs of an elk herd walking along Cannon Beach, right in front of the hotels, but in all my visits had never witnessed this for myself.


Waves and Terrible Tilly lighthouse

I finally pulled into the parking lot at Tolvana Beach State Recreation Site.  After switching shoes, bundling up, (the wind was cold!) and grabbing my camera gear, I headed for the beach.


Sand patterns

Usually when visiting this beach, I turn north and head towards Cannon Beach's landmark seastack - Haystack Rock.  But today, since there was still plenty of time before sunset, I decided to walk in the opposite direction.


Love is on the beach...


I came upon a group of low rocks, sitting just inside the waterline.  Seeing movement, I realized that these rocks were full of tiny seabirds.  The little birds were brown on top with white bellies.  Quick swapping to my zoom lens, I had fun trying to photograph them. The bright sunlight made exposure a bit challenging, but I managed to get a few cute images of the birds.  Once home, my bird book identified them as black-billed plovers, but when I posted some photos on Facebook, someone else said they were surfbirds.  Whatever they were, I enjoyed watching and photographing them.


Found an interesting vantage point

After my bird photography session, I headed back north towards Haystack Rock.  Although skies were sunny, the wind was biting.  Despite the cold temperatures, the beach was full of people and dogs out enjoying a brisk walk.


Driftwood scattered beach

The problem with arriving too early for sunset is that one has a bit of time to kill.  I walked past Haystack Rock and then turned around to go back.  I noticed a public wooden stairway connecting the beach to a neighborhood and decided to check it out.


Sun is starting to go down


The top of the stairs provided a nice view of Haystack Rock and the ocean.  I had to wait a few minutes for two women to finish filming themselves before I got an unobstructed vantage.  I thought about setting up and shooting sunset here, but in the end decided I wanted to be closer to the seastacks.


Glowing between two seastacks


So back down to the sand I went.  By now, the sun was finally beginning to sink.  Although my original plan was to make Haystack Rock the centerpiece of my images, two smaller seastacks to the south caught my eye.  The sun appeared to be setting in between them.


Getting close to the horizon

That would make a cool image!  So I found a good place to stand, far enough away from too many people, and waited.  As the sun sunk lower in the sky, its rays began to shine brightly between the two rocks.  I took many, many photos of the scene (lots of people walked in front of my lens) so later I had lots of images to choose from.


Day's last light reflected on the sand


Although the lowering sun lit up the sky a brilliant shade of orange, the lack of clouds made for a unspectacular sunset.  But it's always nice to be on beach and watch the day end.


An orange sky


With the sun nearly down, the wind picked up, and it was downright frigid.  As soon as the sun departed from the horizon, I packed my gear up and began the long walk back to the parking lot.  I was so focused on getting back to my warm car that I nearly missed a surprise.  Thankfully, a man walking in the opposite direction with his dog alerted me.  He said "There's a herd on elk on the beach over there."


Elk on the beach!


In the fading light I spotted a half dozen elk grazing at the edge of the beach.  One big female was sitting in the sand, her legs tucked blissfully underneath.


Right after sundown, the elk came out to browse


I thought about switching to my zoom lens, but there wasn't enough light to capture good images.  So I zoomed as much as I could with my landscape lens just to get a few photos to prove they were there.  Thanks to that man, I now can say I've seen elk on Cannon Beach!


Parting shot

Of course the only downside to capturing sunset on the beach is the drive back on a dark, winding highway through the coastal mountains.  But I'd gotten some nice sunset images and finally got to see elk on Cannon Beach, so I considered that a fair price to pay.  Hopefully I'll get back there sometime this month for another sunset, and maybe catch the elk herd again!


Wednesday, February 12, 2025

Return to the Ornament Trail

Back in early 2014 I discovered a special trail deep in the woods above the Columbia River Gorge.  It was a place where colorful Christmas ornaments dangled from mossy tree branches.  People kept the exact location a local secret, so after a bit of sleuthing and an exploratory trek, my friends and I were able to discover this wonderful holiday-themed path.  (You can read my first blog post about the Ornament Trail here.)


A bit of Christmas deep in the forest

I visited again in December of 2015 (see blog post here.)  Although I had grand plans to hike this trail every December, life got in the way and I didn't return the next year.  Then in September of 2017 a huge wildfire swept through the Columbia River Gorge.  Sadly, the Ornament Trail was in the fire's path.  The nearby Trails Club lodge had been damaged and two of their dormitory buildings totally destroyed, so I didn't hold out hope that the Ornament trail had survived.


Upper Multnomah Falls


Fast forward to December of 2023.  After a long recovery, most of the Gorge trails affected by the wildfire were finally open.  One of the local hiking Facebook pages reported that the Ornament Trail had been resurrected, and people were again making visits.  A friend and I decided to hike up there, but were stopped by a large landslide across the trail.  (Winter rains are not kind to the steep Gorge trails, especially in old burn areas.)  Foiled again!


Uphill through the burn zone

I forgot all about the Ornament Trail until next December rolled around.  Recent trip reports started showing up again on my Facebook feed, and I realized the trail had been repaired.  But record rainfall kept me at home most of the month.  Finally sunny weather was forecast for the last day of the year.  I rallied my friend Catherine, and she in turn invited her husband Larry.  My hubby wasn't doing anything that day, so I asked him if he wanted to tag along.


The gang

So our merry band of four departed from the Multnomah Falls parking lot, making the steep one-mile climb to the waterfall's very top via a switchbacky paved path.  Although the falls were running full from all the recent rainy weather, I didn't stop to take many photos.  A major tourist attraction, there's always a lot of people gawking, and I wasn't in the mood to dodge onlookers.  Besides, we were on a mission.


Wet crossing of Winter Creek

Beyond Multnomah Falls, we continued upward on the Larch Mountain Trail.  The first mile is very familiar to me, as it's part of the Multnomah-Wahkeena loop that I hike several times a year.  Beyond the Wahkeena Trail junction, my group continued over a wooden bridge spanning Multnomah Creek.  Black-trunked trees gave a stark reminder of the 2017 wildfire's devastation.  We passed through several slide areas where the trail had been repaired, and one place that looked like it was ready to give way.  (We crossed over that area very quickly!)


Narrow shelf above Multnomah Creek

The recent heavy rains had not only swollen Multnomah Creek, but also many side creeks that emptied into it.  One of those trickles turned torrent was a normally small seep called Winter Creek.  Today it was gushing over our trail.  My boots are waterproof, so I just splashed through.  However, none of my companions had the same level of waterproofing on their footwear.  After numerous rock-hopping attempts, and Larry's unsuccessful traverse of a very slippery log, my companions all sucked it up and waded through the torrent - all receiving wet feet for their troubles.


We found the trail again!

Beyond Winter Creek, the trail continued through a deep canyon, perched on a narrow shelf adjacent to Multnomah Creek.  In times of high water, another path detoured hikers uphill along the very top of the canyon's lip.  Arriving at the junction, my companions and I debated which direction to go.  Was the water too high to attempt the creekside trail?   Should we take the high route or roll the dice and continue along Multnomah Creek?


Lots more ornaments this time

In the end, the group consensus was to continue along the creek.  We reasoned if the water got too high, we could always backtrack.  So ahead we all forged.  At first, the water wasn't a problem.  Then we reached an area where the trail was inundated.  Catherine and Larry employed rock hopping to make it through.  I started to do the same, and then slipped on a wet boulder.  Down I went into the water, smashing my left knee on a rock.  


Surprises everywhere!


After uttering a few choice curse words, I tried to extract myself from the creek channel.  Luckily, my hubby was right behind to help pick me back up.  My left arm was soaked, and my knee throbbed.  But I was able to walk, so after making sure nothing was broken, we hurried on to catch up to Catherine and Larry.


Small bulbs hanging from a branch

After the wet walk along Multnomah Creek, our trail intersected with a road.  I remembered from past visits that we now needed to follow the road uphill to find the Ornament Trail.  Although its location had once been a big secret, I had managed to find an online map of the trails in this area which now included the Ornament Trail.  So I knew approximately how much further up the road we had to travel.


So many to see!


The map and my gps guided my friends and I to the exact spot.  Although the area had been partially cleared from the fire, spindly bushes had sprung up in the years since.  And the ornaments were back with a vengeance! 


A camper ornament!


Colorful balls hung from branches.  Whimsical ornaments dangled from trees.  Some looked a bit weather-worn, while others appeared to be quite new.  There were little surprises everywhere.


Catherine checking out a branch

We all spent time taking in the many unique and colorful ornaments.  There were many favorites - a tiny camper, a colorful angel, a nutcracker - even a mooning Santa!  I, of course, documented it all with my camera.


Ornaments in this mossy tree stump

Although it appeared the trail's beginning might have been affected by the wildfire, the rest of the forest surrounding it seemed intact.  I even spotted a couple of faded ornaments that I could've sworn were hanging around during my last visit.


Lots of ornaments deck this large tree


After exploring the trail thoroughly, we all pulled up a log in the middle and enjoyed some lunch.


Red ornament and green moss

The edge of the burn


Then, with sunlight streaming through the trees, my friends and I made one final trek through the Ornament trail before heading back downhill.


Heading back in afternoon sunlight

Rare photo of my hubby and I

I'm glad the Ornament Trail has been restored.  It's such a magical place!  Hiking up here puts one in the best of holiday spirits.


The end!

Barring any further natural disasters, I made a promise to myself that a trek to the Ornament trail will become my new December tradition.  See you next year!



Friday, January 31, 2025

Joshua Tree National Park

Many of you who follow my blog know I'm a National Park junkie.  One of my goals is to visit as many US National Parks as I can.  So when travelling someplace, I always check to see if there's one nearby.

Late last October brought me to Orange County, California for my aunt's 85th birthday party.  After a little research, I discovered Joshua Tree NP was a mere 2 1/2 hour drive away.  


The stars of the park - Joshua Trees!


At first I really didn't know much about Joshua Tree NP.  It wasn't on my "must visit" radar until I started reading posts from this blog.  The blog author is a frequent visitor and takes amazing photos of the landscape and night skies over JTNP.  


Yahoo, I made it!

I couldn't pass up an opportunity to check another NP off my list, so I decided to rent a car and brave the Southern California traffic.  Although I live in a rather large city, Portland was a drop in the bucket compared to the densely populated Los Angeles metro freeways.  But I bolstered my courage and successfully got through all the congestion in one piece.  After an hour or so of white-knuckle driving, I left the suburbs behind for the Mojave Desert's desolate plains. 


These trees are like nothing I've ever seen before

Encompassing over 795,000 acres in Southern California, Joshua Tree NP is located in an empty corner where the Mojave Desert meets the Colorado Desert.  Named for the large number of unique spiky Joshua Trees that grow here, this park's landscape also features otherworldly jumbles of granite boulders, popular with rock climbers.  Hiking, camping, and night sky viewing are some of the other activities visitors can enjoy.


Split Rock


My plan was to enter the park at the town of Twentynine Palms, located on its northern border.  Most of the park's popular attractions were situated in this area and the town was large enough to have services.  Upon arriving, I grabbed lunch from a nearby supermarket and stopped by the National Park headquarters to purchase my pass and obtain a park map.  Due to extremely hot summer temperatures, the HQ office was full of warnings about having adequate water before venturing into the park.  Even though it was late October, and temps were in the mid 50's, their ominous words made me double check that all my water bottles were full.


Desert scenery

Time to see the park!  From Twentynine Palms I took a road southward for several miles through barren country.  Homes were scattered about, their front yards landscaped with nothing but rock and a few cactus.  Upon reaching the North Entrance Station, I excitedly pulled over to get a photo by the park sign.  Another couple was there doing the same thing, so we traded cell phones and took pics of each other.


More desert scenery

From the North Entrance, I continued my drive along appropriately named Park Boulevard.  Upon spotting my very first Joshua Tree, I couldn't help but pull over to take a photo.  Little did I know there would be plenty of opportunities further into the park.


Interesting rock shapes

At the first junction, I impulsively turned right and followed this road to a picnic area called Live Oak.  In need of a spot to eat lunch, I bumped over a short gravel driveway to a parking lot with picnic tables and a pit toilet.  The tables were all occupied, so I continued to a deserted second parking area.  I sat in the back of my car with the hatch raised and enjoyed my deli sandwich while checking out the landscape.


Mineral vein running through the rock


Across the gravel drive was a big patch of Joshua trees.  Like something out of a Dr. Seuss book, these trees were like nothing I'd ever seen before.  I admired their spiky green "leaf" clusters and fibrous bark.  Multiple branches sprouted from the trunks, reminding me of arms on a Saguaro cactus.


As you can see, the Joshua trees are quite tall

Built to withstand a hot, harsh desert environment, the Joshua trees are really not true trees, but a species of yucca.  As a way to conserve moisture, their waxy, spiny leaves expose very little surface area.  Joshua trees grow at a sluggish rate of one inch per year, and can eventually reach heights of 40 feet.  Cream-colored flowers bloom in the early spring months, and from these the tree will grow branches.

 

Prickly close-up


Another interesting tidbit I learned - the Joshua trees are thought to haven gotten their name from a group of Mormon settlers crossing the Mojave Desert in the 19th century.  The tree's role in guiding them through the desert combined with its unique shape reminded the settlers of biblical story where Joshua kept his arms extended for a long period of time, enabling the Israelites to conquer Canaan.


A whole forest of J-trees

After finishing my sandwich, I drove to the road's opposite side to check out another picnic area named "Split Rock."  True to its name, this place featured a gigantic boulder sporting a huge crack down the middle.  I hiked a short distance around the area, taking in the barren, rock-strewn landscape.  A few low, brushy shrubs were beginning to show a bit of autumn colors.


J-trees with the Little San Bernadino Mountains in the background

Further down the road from Split Rock, I stopped at Sheep Pass campground.  There was a lot of interesting looking rocks here, so I decided to park in the day use area and have a walk around.


A short trail

The huge boulders that littered the landscape were tan colored.  I thought at first they were all sandstone, but after a bit of research learned the formations were composed of granite.  The rocky piles strewn throughout the park were formed by magma rising from deep within the earth and intruding into the overlying rock.  After cooling and crystallizing, the granite formed many cracks and continued to uplift.  Groundwater worked into the granite, widening the cracks and rounding sharp edges.  Eventually the surface soil eroded, leaving heaps of these monoliths scattered throughout the land.


Colorful scrub brush

I enjoyed hiking through the boulder fields at Sheep Pass.  User trails snaked around the rock piles, and no one seemed to mind visitors climbing them.  I puffed up a smaller boulder just to get a panoramic view from on top.


More desert color

From Sheep Pass, I drove to another road junction.  One direction took visitors to an overlook called Keys View.  I wanted to check that out, but sadly the road was closed for construction that day.  So I turned and headed back northward towards a place called Hidden Valley.  I made a few stops at pullouts along the way, hopping out to photograph more of the desolate, but very interesting landscape.  It was here that I found the largest concentration of Joshua trees.  There were entire forests spread across this empty land.  Barren peaks of the Little San Bernardino Mountains rose far in the distance.  Although there were a few trailheads and numerous hiking trails, due to my limited time and the fact I was alone, I opted not to wander very far from the parking lots.


This tree was most striking in the afternoon sunlight


Due to its broiling hot summer weather, I'd heard that the busy time for Joshua Tree NP was the fall to winter months.  But crowds were minimal this weekday in late October.  The only place that was really bustling was the parking area for a place called "Skull Rock" (which I visited later that afternoon on my return through the park.)


Rocky landscape

After spending all afternoon exploring places along the main park road, I headed back east towards the road I'd driven in on.  Still having a bit more daylight left, I turned down the main north-south park route, called Pinto Basin Road.  Passing a parking area for the Heart and Arch Rock trail, I decided there was time for one more short hike before I needed to find a place to photograph sunset.


Heart rock in late afternoon sun

A short, one-mile path wandered through the barren landscape.  After crossing a small wash and climbing up the other side, I came upon a large boulder in the shape of a heart.  Late afternoon sun illuminated the granite face a golden hue.  It was really cool to come across such an interesting-shaped large rock in the middle of a desert.  Having the place to myself, I hung out for several minutes photographing Heart Rock from many different angles.


Heart rock sunburst

From Heart Rock, a side trail led to another large stony feature called Arch Rock.  It took a bit of climbing up a large rocky ridge to reach, but I arrived at this well known landmark just as the low angle afternoon sun was lighting it up brilliantly.  Good timing for sure!  Another very interesting formation.  I was glad I'd decided to make the quick trek to check out both.


Arch Rock

Upon reaching my car again, I noticed the sun was starting to descend towards the horizon.  It was time to find a good area to photograph sunset.  I'd originally thought about setting up at the Cholla Cactus Garden, a few miles down the road, but I wasn't sure I had enough time to get there.  So I drove a short distance south from the Heart Rock Trailhead before noticing a roadside pullout.  Small Joshua trees rose from the desert floor and a few large rocky hills could be seen in the distance.  Night was now fast approaching - this would have to do. 


Sunset over the park

Sunset wasn't spectacular.  I'd hoped the few clouds hanging around the horizon would turn colors in the setting sun, but instead old sol sank below the cloud layer and that was that.  However, it was an interesting experience being in the desert at sunset.  The air grew quite chilly.  A few coyotes yipped in the distance.  The quiet calm of my surroundings was quite peaceful.  However, I was getting hungry and was eager to check in to my motel and get dinner.  So back along the park road I drove, heading towards Twentynine Palms.


A few colors in the clouds

I wasn't super impressed with Twentynine Palms.  There weren't a lot of places to eat, and the brew pub I finally chose was loud, crowded, and expensive.  The Best Western I stayed in was a bit shabby.  The parking lot was dimly lit and the outer door to the room corridor (usually requiring room key access) was left wide open.  A group of men congregated underneath my second floor window, talking loudly for at least an hour.  As a female traveling alone, this place didn't feel very safe at all.  I made sure my room door was bolted tight before retiring for the night.

 

Sunrise at Cholla Cactus garden

The next morning I decided to capture sunrise over the desert, so it was an early wake-up call.  After checking out of the motel and a quick trip to Starbucks for breakfast, I headed down the dark park road towards Cholla Cactus Gardens.  A park brochure suggested this was a good place to catch sunrise and it was one of the few attractions I didn't visit the day before. 


Morning light over the Chollas

Chollas are a tree-like plant with thousands of spiky needles growing from its branches, commonly found in the SW deserts of the US.  I'd heard that you don't want to get very close to a cholla, because their spines easily detach and will stick deep into one's skin.  Due to the ease of attachment, they are sometimes referred to as "jumping cholla."  


Mountains and Chollas

I was the first vehicle in the parking area and due to the cold and darkness, I sat in my car until the sky began to lighten.  Then I ventured out into the cholla garden, being careful not to get too close to any of the cacti.  Luckily, the park had constructed a boardwalk for the first quarter mile and that provided a bit of distance between visitors and the cholla spikes.  The cactus garden was quite impressive - thousands of spiky plants stretching across the vast empty plain, anchored by tall, barren mountains.  After a disappointing sunset the night before, sunrise redeemed itself with a lovely orange glow in the sky.  Sun rays backlit the cholla spines, creating interesting photographic effects.  Once the sun had risen beyond the horizon, I lingered in the cholla field, taking copious photos.  It was a beautiful and fascinating place.


Backlit spikes - don't want to touch those!


The rest of my morning was spent retracing the same drive from the prior day.  After having blah, overcast skies most of yesterday, today I was graced with a lovely blue atmosphere.  So much better for photos, I revisited several places just to capture the landscape with nicer light.


Blue sky day

I ended my morning with a stop at the National Park Visitor Center and Oasis of Mara, located on the outskirts of Twentynine Palms.  The oasis was underwhelming.  There were a few palm trees that hid a small pond underneath and half of the trail encircling the area was closed for construction.  Then it being late morning, I headed back to Orange County, to hopefully miss rush hour traffic.


Bendy J-tree

Although Joshua Tree NP was a fascinating place, I realized right away I wasn't a desert person.  It was so barren and bleak - a very inhospitable environment.  I can only imagine how sweltering it must get during summer months.  I'm not a hot weather person and much prefer the green, forested environment of my beloved Pacific NW.  However if I ever return I'd like to see JTNP in the spring when the cacti are in bloom.

It was great to check another National Park off my list and explore an environment totally different from my own.