The beautiful, quiet scenes of a woodland trail. This particular trail was located along the highway descending into Roseburg, Oregon. We had seen so much spectacular timber, mountains and rivers, we felt that it would be nice to get out and just stretch our legs. There were fresh deer tracks and so much spanish moss, ferns, alder, fir and hemlock trees. Most of this we haven't seen since our last visit to Washington State.
We had been walking up the trail and Karen noticed some really yummy-looking mushrooms along the bank, so we talked at length about different ways to prepare them. Of course, being tasty looking little things, we couldn't help ourselves. MMMM, they were sure good!
After a few more minutes of walking and enjoying the overwhelmingly sweet smells of the flowers and the fresh cool breeze of the canyon winds, we did a few dosey-does and started picking the flowers and putting them in our hair. Karen was so pretty. While we were sitting on a log, singing Kum ba yah, we noticed a rush of sudden movement coming down the trail towards us. We started laughing and giggling at the sight of the large creature, even suggesting it must've been looking for mushrooms also. Anyway, when I was done fumbling with the camera around my neck, I was able to photograph the animal right as it strode past a large tree and jumped downhill towards the river.
Unfortunately, I was only able to catch a glimpse of its furry arm before it jumped out of view. We decided we would celebrate our afternoon by carving our name in one of the mushrooms before leaving the trail and heading down the road.
We will need to stop by here in July, and try to get better pics of the sasquatch. I'm sure more pics won't be necessary, as most of you believe what I'm telling you is the truth.
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