The Southern Willamette Valley’s Outdoor Magazine
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By the time I reached my car an hour later I had an outline of a plan that would not only clear the trail but also help to elevate the skills and camaraderie of the area’s most experienced volunteer sawyers.
For two days, I resisted going, afraid of what I might feel. I told myself I did not want to be a look-y-loo hovering over a dying creature, but the truth was I wasn’t ready to face my own emotions.
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There are places that ask something of you the moment you arrive, not through words or signage or even difficulty, but through presence alone. The Owyhee River is one of those places.
One day without rain, and the sun making a warm appearance, me and some of my buddies parked where we normally would for the hike. My friend knew of the rock wall here, and he had some spare harnesses and rope. We decided to spend a day on the wall, sheltered by the looming Douglas fir and incense cedars that surrounded us.
Virginia loves plants, and she loves her wild garden of ivy, holly, roses, camellias, rhododendrons, dogwoods, maples, laurels, grapes, and on and on, and she believed then, as she does now, that the dawn redwood had as much right to her yard as she had.
Located between the towns of Florence and Coos Bay, it is the largest expanse of coastal dunes in North America. Towering sand dunes stretch for miles here, making it a hidden paradise for an adrenaline-fueled sport you may not even know exists: sandboarding.
Ridgeline Merch