|Rocky cliff reflections|
Although not a fisherman(woman?) I am a photographer, and keen to capture some early morning light on the river, decided to tag along.
|Lovely blue blossom|
Riverbend Park was the perfect place to start our stroll. After passing the restrooms and playground, a paved path switched to narrow dirt trail following the river's grassy bank. Rocky cliffs from the opposite shore produced perfect reflections on it's glassy waters.
|More beautiful (but unknown) flowers|
Wildflowers were out in force! I admired a patch of violet-blue blossoms, and captured several images of an unknown tiny mauve flower (gotta brush up on my Central Oregon plant id!)
|Bright blue water|
While my men searched the riverbank for possible fishing holes, I lagged behind, snapping away.
Finally the guys decided to try their luck from a series of large rocks.
|Hubby fishing on colorful waters|
I snuck a few images to document their attempts at landing the "big one."
|Brother Dale fishing too|
Even though fishing was slow, the scenery was fantastic!
When hubby finally did land a fish, we all got a good laugh. His "lunker" was a tiny trout, barely large enough to escape being considered as bait. After a quick couple of photos, it was promptly returned to the river (my hubby's a firm believer in catch and release).
Getting bored of watching the fishermen, I continued downriver. Lots of interesting things to see - churning rapids, a long wooden bridge, and quiet pine forests.
Fed by snowmelt, the Deschutes appeared above capacity. However, despite the high water, it looked peaceful.
By mid-morning the riverside trail became congested with hikers and runners. Quite a few dogs also tagged along, some staying at their master's sides, where others roamed as far as their leash allowed.
|More lovely wildflowers|
By then the men decided it was time to pack it in. Although only bagging one tiny fish each (which were promptly released) both hubby and brother said they had a good time. And I did too.