The first waterfall we stopped was Laturell Falls just off Historic Route 30. We climbed three sets of stone stairs to reach the landing to take our photos. The patch of iridescent green moss was so vibrant and vivid that it was challenge to try to balance colors.
Ed is an entomologist and works for the Oregon State of Agriculture. He is a very interesting and accomplished individual. Ed played violin at Oregon State University Concert Orchestra, an Academic All-American in football played the position of tight-end. Dawne is originally from Texas and now works for the Oregon Department of Education. Both had so much to share that we reluctantly said our goodbyes.
The Bridal Falls was our next waterfall stop. We hiked about one-mile round trip allowing me to squeeze yoga practices along the way.
The small trail to the Bridal Falls was like walking in an enchanted forest. Except for the warning signs which read "Be aware of poison ivy", everything was perfect.
Here is a view of the Columbia River seen from the trail.
Multnomah Falls is one of the most photographed waterfalls. I recall seeing this in calendars and clearly remember that our son used it as a subject for his painting in his high school art class. The upper fall drops 542 ft and the lower one to 69 ft.
Steve from Beverton, Oregon was cycling with his friends.
The last waterfall we saw is called Horse Tail.
From there we proceeded to Bonnevilke Lock & Dam.
The visitor center managed by the US Army Corp of Engineers had many displays tracing the history of the dam.
The salmon ladder or water ladder can be seen from the roof of the building. One is able to watch salmons swim upstream, but while we were there, none were seen. In the basement, J.J. and I stopped by to look at the narrow water passage where salmons are counted as they swim upstream. The counting is being done manually. It sounds like rather unchallenging job for a Fish Biologist to do. We were told that the highest number ever counted in a day occurred the 2nd week of September 2014. The number was 68,000!!! Very impressive.
Herman, the White Sturgeon lives in this pond. He is 70 years old, 10 ft long and weighs 450 pounds. I stared and stared for nearly 10 minutes but today Herman was shy and elusive.
This is called "Cinderella Pumpkin".
The lovely lady behind the counter also pointed to a normal colored but very bumpy pumpkin.
This country store is just a couple of yards away from our RV park.
Finally, my sincere apologies for misplacing the sheet of paper where I wrote the name of the lady with the pumpkins.
Aloha -- Cathi