June 22, 2005
A hike on Patterson Mountain offers everything I love about Oregon,
especially on the Wednesday selected for the hike this year.
A cool mist continually reminded us that Oregon is damp.
The old growth forest reminded us that Oregon is a tree-hugger’s dream.
The rhododendron, woodland violets and wet meadows thick with blooming larkspur,
Iris chrysophylla and Indian paintbrush reminded us that Oregon is a special place.
The grouse, mountain quail and cottontail that surprised us on the survey hike,
and deer on Wednesday, not to mention the slugs and millipedes, reminded us that
we share this planet with other living species.
Oh, and it’s sooo Oregon to not see the Sisters and other peaks to the Northeast.
Those experiencing the real Oregon with me were Obsidians