what I talk about when I talk about oregon

midwest rambles on pacific northwest

"CAMPED beside a little pool and a group of crinkled dwarf pines; and as I sit by the fire trying to write notes the shallow pool seems fathomless with the infinite starry heavens in it, while the onlooking rocks and trees, tiny shrubs and daisies and sedges, brought forward in the fire-glow seem full of thought as if about to speak aloud and tell all their wild stories."
John Muir, 7 September 1869
— 3 months ago

MAPPING adventure to Hells

quadrangle by Tracy Vallier

— 3 months ago
#hells canyon 
leadbetter point state park

NESTLED snuggly into the tip of Washington’s Willapa Peninsula is Leadbetter State Park.

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It is a park like a buffet. 

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Piled into a five mile hike is everything. There are marshes and dunes and old growth coastal forest and secluded beaches— hello driftwood!— and meadows and a lazed bay.

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— 3 months ago
#leadbetter  #washington  #beaches 
finding terrible tilly

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This weekend marks the start of a New Years resolution: to visit all of Oregon’s lighthouses. And thus, I say hello! to Terrible Tilly.

She is the lighthouse of sadder legend and a beacon in full. She was an elevated light, a signal, a celebration, and a warning. She noted one’s dangerous approach of the Columbia River. She made her home where advised not to because it was feasible nowhere else.

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On most days these acres of the Pacific Ocean are stunning and foggy and severe. Building a lighthouse near these waters was a challenge magnified immensely by it being an islet. For five hundred and twenty-five days, builders and materials were shipped to and fro and raised atop the rock by derricks. For some the journey was furthered in endless sea. By 1881 the rock was flattened, the lighthouse built, lens calibrated, and the lantern first lit. The Tillamook Rock Lighthouse with its signature lighting— a repetitive, five second flash of white light— announced one’s oceanic locale. Tilly was tended by rotating groups of four keepers who in extreme isolation and tension and conditions kept her and sailors well from waves and wind until her decommission in 1957.


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(The Tillamook Rock Lighthouse as spotted from Indian Beach, Oregon)

Tilly’s history continues into the eighties when she was sold to a private investor and her insides emptied. The beacon was recalibrated as it became the Eternity at Sea Columbarium. 

From a meadowy overlook of Ecola State Park and Indian Beach I was able to spot Tillamook Rock Lighthouse with binoculars as close as a lay person can. It stands in an awing lonesomeness as it competes in height with waves.

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FAREWELL, Tillamook Rock Light Station. An era has ended. With this final entry, and not without sentiment, I return thee to the elements. You, one of the most notorious and yet fascinating of the sea-swept sentinels in the world; long the friend of the tempest-tossed mariner. Through howling gale, thick fog and driving rain your beacon has been a star of hope and your foghorn a voice of encouragement. May the elements of nature be kind to you. For 77 years you have beamed your light across desolate acres of ocean. Keepers have come and gone; men lived and died; but you were faithful to the end. May your sunset years be good years. Your purpose is now only a symbol, but the lives you have saved and the service you have rendered are worthy of the highest respect. A protector of life and property to all, may old-timers, newcomers and travelers along the way pause from the shore in memory of your humanitarian role.
          long-time keeper Oswald Allik writes in the lighthouse’s final logbook entry, 1957

— 3 months ago
#terribletilly  #tillamookrocklighthouse  #oregonlighthouse  #lighthouse project 
warren falls

Warren Falls is not like the others. It is a waterfall with one one hundred and twenty foot strip of flowing moss and nothing more. Its basin is bare. Its basalt walls are possibility like an empty apartment or clay pot. 

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In 1939 its roaring, thick wet beauty was center stage in the construction of a recreational highway flush with horseshoe curves where the road snug close to its views. From near and far travelers journeyed to awe from cars. Days in the first springtime when the nearby mountains warmed and began to thaw, the water of Warren Falls sprawled across the roadway and so, the decision was made to stop the waterfall. Waters were diverted and men built a more convenient other: Hole-in-the-Wall Falls, which still flows guided by flume.

Warren Falls is truly a showpiece, I believe. It is what is not silent, timid, bare or dry. What is not easing or still. With power, it describes a waterfall by absence. 

— 4 months ago
#warren falls  #Columbia River Gorge 
glacier caves of mount hood →
mountaineers explore the largest known glacier cave system in the lower 48 states
— 4 months ago
onetona gorge and falls



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A hike and a swim and a climb and a swim for a really great waterfall waterhole.

— 4 months ago
#oneonta  #columbia river gorge 
Ritual Union →
— 4 months ago