I could never live in a desert, but I do very much enjoy the peace and quiet that comes from driving through desert.
This holiday weekend, I took some time to myself to explore the lonely open spaces of eastern Oregon. Just what I needed!
west of Pilot Rock, Oregon
south of Nye, Oregon
No Traffic Signs
· You know you’re in the middle of nowhere when … · south of Nye, Oregon
Traffic Jam
· My travels on US 395 were delayed a bit while three men drove their cattle up the road. · north of Ukiah, Oregon
Next Gas: 80 Miles
· Another sign you’re in lonely country. Ironically, there was an espresso stand about midway along this route. · west of Dayville, Oregon
John Day Fossil Beds National Monument, north of Mitchell, Oregon
John Day Fossil Beds National Monument, north of Mitchell, Oregon
John Day Fossil Beds National Monument, north of Mitchell, Oregon
John Day Fossil Beds National Monument, north of Mitchell, Oregon
Watering: Circles
· Keeping the crop cool on a hot day in central Oregon. I was drawn to the mist and spray and the repeating circles of the wheels used to move the irrigation system. · Bridge Creek Road, north of Mitchell, Oregon
Watering: Spray
· Keeping the crop cool on a hot day in central Oregon. I was drawn to the mist and spray and the repeating circles of the wheels used to move the irrigation system. · Bridge Creek Road, north of Mitchell, Oregon
Johnson Creek Road, east of Prineville, Oregon
Poulsbo, Washington, to eastern Oregon and back over four days · 1763 km / 1095 mi
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