Guy Miner
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- Apr 6, 2006
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A favorite trip of mine, I spent the weekend with good friends, wandering and camping in the sagebrush covered hillsides & canyons of Central Washington, just a hop, skip and a jump from home. It's a mildly challenging 4wd route. This fall we enjoyed terrific weather! Sunny, with highs in the 60's and a fair bit of wind. Last year? Same trip, some of the same folks, and we got snow! 
I'll post up some photos I grabbed today & yesterday, sort of explain the trip that way.
Allstown (or Alston) a semi-ghost town in wheat country:
Moses Coulee - part of the "great floods" when the ice dams broke. Now ranches, and a bizarre failed 1970's resort community...
Just up from the entrance to Slack Canyon. That's Douglas Creek running below. This country is vast. I often hunt here for mule deer & chukar, sometimes for coyote:
The fall leaves are mostly gone, the wind has stripped them away. These are in a sheltered canyon and remain. For now:
Crossing Douglas Creek on Saturday. No, that's NOT my Jeep! Belongs to my friend Judy. Our Jeeps are near twins. Hers is an actual Rubicon, mine is a pretend Rubicon.
Judy's Rubicon climbing the rocky slope on wet tires:
JR is Judy's husband, driving his old Toyota and doing a mighty fine job of it. 325,000 miles on that thing now!
JR built last night's campfire!
My campsite:
Breakfast this morning. A three-egg omlette, with jalapeno pepper jack cheese and some overly scorched onion bits, as well as some good coffee:
Today, on the way home. I live in the valley below, where the Columbia River flows:
Great weekend, great people, pretty good weather, incredible scenery. Quite a bit of wildlife, but sightings were fleeting. I had my 30-30 Glenfield in the Jeep, and a compact 9mm Kahr on my belt. We were a pretty well-armed group. Some of the route we took out of there today was pretty danged hairy. Everyone handled the steep climbs, washouts, rocks etc just fine.
Guy
I'll post up some photos I grabbed today & yesterday, sort of explain the trip that way.
Allstown (or Alston) a semi-ghost town in wheat country:
Moses Coulee - part of the "great floods" when the ice dams broke. Now ranches, and a bizarre failed 1970's resort community...
Just up from the entrance to Slack Canyon. That's Douglas Creek running below. This country is vast. I often hunt here for mule deer & chukar, sometimes for coyote:
The fall leaves are mostly gone, the wind has stripped them away. These are in a sheltered canyon and remain. For now:
Crossing Douglas Creek on Saturday. No, that's NOT my Jeep!
Belongs to my friend Judy. Our Jeeps are near twins. Hers is an actual Rubicon, mine is a pretend Rubicon.
Judy's Rubicon climbing the rocky slope on wet tires:
JR is Judy's husband, driving his old Toyota and doing a mighty fine job of it. 325,000 miles on that thing now!
JR built last night's campfire!
My campsite:
Breakfast this morning. A three-egg omlette, with jalapeno pepper jack cheese and some overly scorched onion bits, as well as some good coffee:
Today, on the way home. I live in the valley below, where the Columbia River flows:
Great weekend, great people, pretty good weather, incredible scenery. Quite a bit of wildlife, but sightings were fleeting. I had my 30-30 Glenfield in the Jeep, and a compact 9mm Kahr on my belt. We were a pretty well-armed group. Some of the route we took out of there today was pretty danged hairy. Everyone handled the steep climbs, washouts, rocks etc just fine.
Guy
