OK here's my story.
Friday evening we headed out to a little know lake, Tule Lake, in the Oregon Cascades. It's actually in a section know as "The Old Cascades". For those familiar with Oregon, it's the area east of the North Santiama road(hwy 22). The lake is about 5 miles down a gravel road from a scenic byway paved road. Upon on our arrival at the lake we discovered that all three campable with trailer spots were taken. Since this was a loop road we continued on back toward the paved road. When what to my wondering eyes should appear, a rough track off into the woods. Time to get out and take a look. Ah Ha, looks like a nice spot in the trees and an eaiser way in. So in we went. Set up the trailer. Now mind you the ground wasn't the levelest in the country. The poor BAL leveler was almost at the end of it's travel. We had to put several "lego" blocks under one of the landgears. Whee, we managed to get it level enough for the frig.
After watching the moon rise we settled in for a good nights sleep. Cool breeze through the open windows
completed the evening.
Next morning after coffee and breakfast it out to see what was around us. Some very pretty wild flowers greeted us. A few of them posed so that I could take their portrait.
As the day wore on we have expected to see a few cars on the road. We weren't disappointed when we only saw 3 cars, a FS truck, and a guy with is small child going quite slowly on a motor cycle. Well what do you, a day of camping with the Scamp
and no tours.
We settled in our chairs and did a bit of carving. I got well along on my annual grandkids Christmas ornaments. Anne made progress on a couple gift carvings.
Next morning Anne was carving a bit more and I walked up the road a bit. I looked up there was a deer watching me. I stopped and watched her. Off to the woods she finally went. I turned around and caught a flash of yellow out the corner of my eye. A closer look and consulting my bird information I determined what I had been watching was a Yellow Warbler. No pictures of the deer or the bird.
Speaking of that I must tell you about the night sounds. There's a bird called "Night Hawk" that dives and makes a very interesting sound using the wind through it wing feathers. They were busy both nights. By the way, it's not really a hawk, it eats insects. Favorite food I think is mosquitos. There was another bird or squirrel, not sure which, making interesting sounds.
The moon was very bright so you couldn't see as many stars as on a moonless night, but the moon was very pretty.
This is a panarama of 5 shots.