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. . . Terri Lynn and I had a great adventure today. The original plan was to
drive to the beach but I mentioned stopping in Willamania, Oregon because it
was the name of a town I remembered as a kid. A really young kid too. We had
lunch there and toured the local museum and a couple of other places that
looked like fun. There had been a brochure in the restaurant that mentioned a
local falls we though we might like to drive to on the way [out of the way]
toward Lincoln City so we drove in that direction. The sign was very small but
Terri Lynn spotted it soon enough for us to be able to turn around and get on
the little, narrow ‘road’ to Niagara Falls, Oregon. It was five miles of
Thunderbird cruelty at no time exceeding ten miles per hour. When we arrived
thirty minutes later we were surprised to see two other vehicles at the trail
head. And swarms of flies. And one very tired lady who had just returned from
the one mile hike to the falls who showed us pictures she had taken at the
site. There is not enough water in the stream this time of year to produce a
‘falls’ that is worth a one mile hike in thongs and 100 degree heat to bother
with. We ended up taking pictures of the path going toward the falls then
proceeded to return to paved highway. We bought gasoline in Hebo, Oregon and
found traffic at a standstill just North of Lincoln City before making a u-turn
and heading back to Canby. I was too
tired when getting home Saturday night to post this blog so it became my first
chore of Sunday morning. There was more to report about Saturday but suffice it
to say that it was a great adventure. We never did get to walk on the cool sand
we started out for.
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