The River Runs Through It

Last Sunday, the Artistic One and I headed west – because some of our neighbors had gone before us, to camp out for a few days, and they invited us to join them for the afternoon Sunday. Far be it for us to decline an invitation that involved getting out and exploring, so off we went, westward ho. We have traveled this road before, but have only passed by the turn that took us to their site. What a site! A beautiful campground and the view from their spaces was this

crossing the small road that lay between them and the river, looking upriver

What a marvelous view! How wonderful to sit outside your door and watch the river running through it, and inside, you would hear the relaxing sound of the rushing water. I thought we’d gone to heaven!

After a bit of lunch and some visiting, some of us went for a ride up the road, to see the Westfir covered bridge, built by the Westfir Lumber Co. in 1944 and, at 180 feet, the longest covered bridge in Oregon

down the side

looking inside, this is the only covered bridge west of the Mississippi that has a separate pedestrian walkway, and is one of only two bridges in the state of Oregon using the Howe Truss construction.

through the window, to the train trestle up the river a ways

outside again, looking up – swallow nests! Do you see the wee swallow head peeking out of the upper left nest?

No, too obscure, isn’t it? Well let’s try a cropped closeup – I apologize for the loss of quality

Across the street is the building that was the Westfir Lumber Co. headquarters and office building, and is now a bed and breakfast. The original lumber company safe is still inside the building. The rose garden is amazing, isn’t it?

There are more photos to be shared from this perfectly lovely afternoon, but those will follow at another time. I know you have more to do than read my blog, but I am very pleased that you do take the time to see what I have to show and tell. Thank you all!