Iron Gate

My ace support crew, bless her heart, couldn’t bear the thought of Thanksgiving without the grandkids. She decided that heading to Siskiyou County and celebrating the Feast of the Turkey the weekend ahead of the actual holiday would allow us to avoid the virus and the wrath of Dr Fauci. To that end, she rented a cabin for us on the Klamath River in far northern California and we drove north in our automotive bubble with our dog on Friday.

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7 response to "Iron Gate"

  1. By: Seasidejanet Posted: November 23, 2020

    Bill…..I loved your photos!! What a nice get away in these crazy times…..and luck you “horsey rides” I wish we would get to do them this week!!

    Be well all…….

    • By: Bill Stone Posted: November 24, 2020

      I was skeptical of taking a Thanksgiving (or pre-Thanksgiving) trip, especially so soon after returning from Death Valley, but — as is often the case — I had little say in the matter. I think the kiddos will have lots of pleasant Turkey Day memories, even if a few days ahead of the calendar.

      Hope you guys are safe and doing well.

  2. By: NancyG Posted: November 24, 2020

    I really like all those frosty photos — especially the single maple leaf. Looks like you know how to travel — with Ogre by your side all the way. Nice sunny ride for you.

    • By: Bill Stone Posted: November 24, 2020

      Thanks! If you enjoyed the frosty photos, wait until you see the even frostier batch from the next morning. Coming soon. 🙂

  3. By: Rich-Illinois Posted: November 24, 2020

    Nice place to get away for a while and family too.
    The frost photos are great, and the bubbles are super cool.
    Beautiful area, nothing much California like around here — except for that one car with a CA plate.

    • By: Bill Stone Posted: November 25, 2020

      I remained skeptical about ignoring Dr F’s advice, but ASC was adamant about driving north to see our grandkids. I guess it worked out okay. Other than our son and his family, our social interactions were limited to gas pumps and roadside restrooms. Wait, that doesn’t sound quite right.

      Anyway, that part of the valley of the Klamath River — within a few miles of the Oregon border — was new to me and I found it quite lovely this time of year. Bob can set me straight, but it kind of reminded me of Vermont. Completely different from the Shasta valley, just a few miles away, which has a different, starker kind of beauty.

      As to the bubbly foam, for some reason that photo makes me think of the primordial universe in the immediate aftermath of the Big Bang as individual galaxies begin to coalesce. I guess I’ve been watching too many science shows on PBS and getting all my facts mixed up.

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