Leon Turnbull Photography

In Arnold, we were staying at a nice resort for which my sister and family had arranged for their exchanged timeshare. My mother was doing some cleaning and put out a garbage bag on the steps outside the condo. Ummm, not a good idea. Within 30 minutes, this little guy had come up on the steps and was into the garbage. He created quite a spectacle for all of us, especially for the four children, who all wanted to see him up as close as they could get. He did not run off with all of us looking at him so closely. Obviously, he is very used to people (and no doubt, garbage and receiving other treats). We saw him later in the week as well. He jumped up onto our deck, looking for more garbage or treats I guess (and I think it was a good thing the door was closed).

I struck out again. I have been trying to get to the lower falls on Traverse Creek recently. I have been looking for an “easy” route down to that waterfall. I know it is there, and I know where it is, but the only possible route is a difficult scramble downstream from the upper Traverse Creek Falls. I was hoping to find an alternate, and easier route. But on both times I have tried, I ran into various dead-ends, which usually means thick impassable brush. So I guess I will just have to suck it up and just go the hard way next time, which I think will be very soon. I am determined to make it to that one this year. I just need a good overcast day because I don’t want to go down there if it is sunny, and thus I wouldn’t be able to get a good photo of it.

In the meantime, after failing for the lower falls, I went back to the upper falls yet again. It is in beautiful double form mode right now. A couple more rains and it will be in full torrent mode.

The rocks and cliffs are very slick, and it is a bit dangerous to get down to the falls right now. The last part is very steep, and you must hold onto ropes to get down to it. You do not want to slip and fall. Well, I didn’t. Not even one tiny slip this time. (knock on wood for next time).

At Traverse Creek Falls, I always try to remember to bring a garbage bag there. In the past, it has been a trash heap. Don’t get me started on a rant about stupid idiots who litter out in the wilderness.  Anyway, thanks to quite a few various people, it has really been cleaned up in the past few years. There was, however, still a bit of trash at the bottom of the falls. I forgot a garbage bag, but I managed to pick up all the trash that I saw. So hopefully it should now be clean for another year.

We arrived early in the morning at Punch Bowl Falls. It is such a gorgeous location and waterfall. Indeed, everyone seems to think so. Punch Bowl Falls may be the most photographed waterfall in Oregon, or right up there anyway. Last time I was here, two years ago, there was a big ugly log cutting across the middle of the waterfall. If you know this waterfall well, then you know what I am talking about. That log had been there for many years. Finally, a big storm passed through (about a year or year and a half ago, I think), and all of a sudden the log was gone! Now this waterfall is back to being its incredibly scenic self again.

Usually one needs to wade out into the middle of the stream about knee deep or so, in order to get a good viewpoint of the falls. On this day, the water level was a lot lower so you didn’t really even need to get wet to photograph the falls. But we put on our water shoes anyway, and waded out into the water. Even though we were there at sunrise, there was still some glare from the morning sun on the water.

It started raining as I was driving back from Big Kimshew Falls. I was looking for some Fall color to photograph, as there were a lot of nice color trees turning along the road, but I was looking for something beside some water. Then I came to this river crossing, the West Branch of the Feather River, and I saw this big yellow tree that I really liked, hanging over the water. So I stopped and went back to the bridge to take a shot in the rain. I couldn’t get a comp without the grey sky in it, because of an ugly flume in the way. But this view works pretty well too, I think.

We arrived at Multnomah Falls at sunrise on our second day in the Columbia River Gorge. In my opinion, the only time to see Multnomah Falls is at sunrise. Any other time of day, and it is overly crowded with people. Way too many people. It is of course THE place to stop in the Columbia River Gorge, and for the majority of tourists, it is probably the only place they stop in the Gorge. It is a magnificent waterfall for sure, but I prefer my waterfalls with less people. And at sunrise, there are less people. Indeed, we were the ONLY ones there at Multnomah Falls. There were a couple other cars in the parking lot when we arrived, but I imagine they belonged to people working at one of the facilities here. No one was at the waterfall. It is extremely peaceful when you are viewing a towering waterfall with no one else around.

Well, we took our photos of Multnomah, then headed up to the top. There are three other waterfalls above Multnomah Falls, and they are worth seeing. It is about a mile and a thousand feet up to the top. It seems a lot worse than it is. All the switchbacks are numbered 1 of 11, 2 of 11, 3 of 11, etc. I thought that was funny.  But at least we knew how much further we had to go up.

The first one is small Dutchman Falls. Not really worth going down to, and John did not. But I went down to take a quick shot. Then we arrived at Weisendanger Falls. It is 50 ft. high, and it is a pretty one, tucked back in a little cove. To get up to it, though, we had to get our water shoes on and wade up the creek. I arrived first, and found that we were not the only ones up so early after all. A great blue heron had gotten there before me, and was enjoying the view. Actually, he was fishing at the base of the falls. I had not brought my big lens along with me, plus it was still on the dark side, so I could not take a photo of him. By the time John had gotten up to the falls, he decided he had enough of me, and flew off, right over John’s head.

After Weisendanger, we continued up the trail to Ecola Falls, which is a very difficult one to get down to. Then we hiked over to Fairy and Wahkeena Falls, and back along the road to Multnomah where we had parked. It was probably our longest hike of the tour, and we arrived back around lunchtime. We were fortunate in that we had good lighting for all the waterfalls. I was worried about that because it was a sunny day. But these waterfalls are so tucked into the gorges, that they get very little sunlight, except for a few hours in the afternoon.