May 05 - McKenzie River Photo Journal |
This is the first of what I've decided to call journals, as opposed to adventures. Because of the bad weather in Oregon this month (it has rained nearly every day since I returned) & the need for some dental work, we find ourselves stuck in Eugene for now. We're also waiting for parts needed for Gypsy's warranty repairs. So it will probably be June before we can head out on any kind of extended trip. But there is a lot of natural beauty in right here western Oregon & we plan to enjoy as much as we can while were still on our home turf.
I had to start with a trip up the beautiful McKenzie River, an area
that still feels like home to me, even though I no longer live on
its shore. It's also where I began to identify myself as the "river guy." For me the McKenzie really begins at the Goodpasture Bridge,
though it flows for another 40 miles or so west from there before
joining the Willamette. Lane County is home to a diverse collection
of covered bridges, but I think the Goodpasture Bridge is the most
scenic. Sited at a bend in the river just above Leaburg Lake, it marks
the transition from the wider, more agricultural lower river valley
to the more canyon-like, forested upper region. I always had a special
feeling when crossing the bridge on the way home. The views from the
bridge, upstream & down, are both very scenic.
Our old stomping grounds begin a couple of miles up from the bridge on the south
side of the river. I stopped by our former home for a short visit
& took a couple of pictures. The first is from my favorite fishing
spot there looking down river. The drift boat anchored just below
is a common sight; other people like to fish that spot too. The
upstream view was taken from the last remaining footbridge on the
McKenzie.
A little farther upstream, I snapped a shot of Marten Creek, a
pretty tributary that joins the river near where we used to live.
Not far beyond is Marten Rapids, a challenging section of white
water that is a favorite of kyakers & rafters. We used to watch
them & cheer them as they came through the rapids, then "high-fived"
their oars after clearing the standing waves. Occasionally we would
see oars, coolers or even overturned boats floating downstream from
the rapids. Oops!
Next stop - Marten Ridge, where I found a Pacific Dogwood with lingering blossoms, normally gone by now, but still around because of the cool, damp spring. Then from the ridge I took in the view looking east into the upper valley area. It's a lovely view despite the patchwork of forest, second growth & clear cuts. This is still productive timber country & as long as we depend on lumber, we will need areas like this, sustainably managed, to produce a steady supply. Buffer zones along the river help to protect the watershed & much of its natural beauty.
After backtracking to the bridge, I drove up the north side of
the river on SR126, stopping a couple of times for additional river
views. There are many good fishing areas & public boat ramps
along this run, popular because of the easy access from the highway.
One prominent landmark, towering Eagle Rock, is hidden from the
highway. Rising vertically perhaps 100' from a river bend, with
its mossy flanks it has a primeval look.
Farther upriver I stopped at Wheeler Bar, a favorite fishing location.
Here the river widens out so that you can wade almost all the way
across in the summer. There's lots of room for casting a fly line
& it has always been productive for me. A pool on the other
side seems to attract migrating salmon & steelhead; we have
often seen prodigous splashes there, where the fish seem to be compelled
to jump even though they are miles above the nearest challenging
rapids. Every year ospreys nest in a tall snag on the far side;
the cries of hungry nestlings are often the only sounds here except
for the muted roar from downstream white water.
There are maybe another 50 miles of the McKenzie River to the east
and then north where to it originates at spring-fed Clear Lake.
Photos from farther up will have to wait for now, because this journal
is about the section of the river that was my backyard &
playground for the better part of 6 years. But I want include some
of the wildflowers of the McKenzie also.
I think most of these flowers are probably common to the entire Pacific Northwest, but when I see them in other areas, they remind me of the McKenzie. Generally these are not showy flowers. If you aren't paying attention, you can walk right by some of them. But I think each is lovely in its own way. I haven't had much luck identifying some of them, but I'll keep trying.
I have also included a colorful fungus. I've always been fascinated
by the many forms of fungi & this one is really interesting.


