The fragrance – pine, sage & juniper – signals that we left the Willamette Valley in the Pacific Northwest to the High Dessert of the West. The scenic byway through the Santiam Pass is among my favorite drives, with the rushing river, wooded hills, and jagged peaks here and there. Below is somewhat of a ghost forest, where fire turned the trees black first, but many have bleached out, since.
On the first morning of summer at Sunriver, I spotted three coyotes, dozens of ground squirrels and dozens of horses being driven by a cowboy. Then, human beings awakened and got moving, and we saw hundreds of children and adults at the new swim and recreation center, with pools indoors and outdoors, water slides, the and even a tubing hill, where plastic replaces show for the ride down hill.
The reason for our trip out here is Allyson's lawyer convention. We saw old and current friends and colleagues during dinner at the old great hall, which was built in the 1940s with old-growth trees.
I've enjoyed the trip along the Santiam River to Bend and Sunriver since the 1980s. Lots of memories and still a pleasure.
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