Saturday, October 26, 2019

October 26, 2019  Trout Lake, WA

Back from adventures beyond.  The weather forecast was for clouds and rain...and for the most part it delivered.  Our cabin is listed as a partial mountain view...





Trout Lake Cozy Cabins are cute, with modern amenities and humorous accents which we played up...

The stuffed bear is mine, you may recognize him from prior posts, as you can see it was a budding friendship between these bears (the honey bear didn't quite make the cut).
 Our partial view, only seen one day, occurred at the break of dawn. Realizing that there weren't clouds as I looked up and out the window I jumped up with a gasp, opened the door, quickly shut the door, grabbed my camera and some shoes and was out clicking away.  We drove a mile down the road and already the clouds were moving in obscuring the very top of the mountain.

We had several adventures that 3rd day of our stay but the beauty of the mountain was definitely a highlight.








There was wine tasting...and more wine tasting...and more wine tasting...and then there was a move to harder stuff.  In between was a visit to Mary Hill's stonehenge, a museum and an animal sanctuary.



There was also appreciation over specialty made wine furniture made from wine barrels and definitely designed with a wine drinker in mind.  Curious as to the complete construction of the bench, a top to bottom examination was completed by one in our group.



Caught in the act!








An interesting place.  The purpose of the replica is a bit of a mystery.  The man, Sam Hill, who commissioned the work believed that it had been used as part of human sacrifices and was connecting it to the lives that had been sacrificed to the god of war in WWI.  But one of the plaques says it is a monument "erected in the hope that others inspired by the example of their valor and their heroism may share in that love of liberty and burn with that fire of patriotism which death can alone quench."  Would a man who is a Quaker and a pacifist, a man who likened those who died as a sacrifice to the god of war want to encourage patriotism?  Seems off.


Meanwhile, to the north, is a museum which houses an eclectic collection of works by artists in different mediums as well as antiquities and native American artifacts.


This was a fun one, two men on a stationary bike would generate electricity to dry 160 coiffures (hair dos) every day.  Quite fit young men.
 Also displayed was a number of dioramas featuring women's fashion.  Lot of time and effort to...?


No trip of mine would  be complete without a picture of feet.  This is in the Rodin exhibit room.


In the morning we had watched a video of Oprah and Dr. Oz talking about poop.  Yup, we went there.  He brought in a couple of samples of intestines and had Oprah and audience members feeling them.  We go to the museum and in the Eskimo display see this rain proof jacket... see display description in picture below. LOL!

There was a stop at a park near a river.  A rock that looked like a shark's nose has a hole that runs all the way through and water would spit out.  It is a place where a touching moment was shared, a treasure found, a story that is not mine to tell...











Some funny animal shots...I will let you come up with your own captions.









These little cuties were barely visible.



And there was plenty of fall colors to admire.


There was a beautiful large patch of this in a stand of trees off the road, we didn't stop to go investigate it but found this along our trail.  "Leaves of three, let it be" may indicate it is poison oak.  Regardless it is beautiful in the fall.


There is a wildlife reserve not far from town, we went the first day, it was misty and we went a little too late in the day to be able to hike to a viewing platform and then be able to hike back out in the light.  We only made it a little further than this bend and had some difficulty finding where the loop was indicated on the map.  Ended up crossing this field and walking out a driveway back.
 A morning of mist arising from the crevices above, and enjoyment of the sun paying us a visit.

Fall makes for a cacophony of color and textures.  This time of year has always been my least favorite as it signals the death of summer and the onset of winter with its grey and dreary skies that were a hallmark for the Oregon coast.  As I am in the fall of life I view it with a different set of eyes and an appreciation of the song it sings. 

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