Here it is mid-July, but the mountain Columbine is in full bloom! The white flower is Salmonberry, and I'm not sure what the little delicate blooms are - they resemble tiny bleeding hearts!
Shasta Daisy below - how can you not love these beauties? Below them - piggyback plants, or youth-on-age.
It doesn't get any better than this....look at Mr. Squash below on one of his first casts of the day! That is Goat Peak in the background.
It was really hot today, so we both wore our neck buddies! You pop them in the water for about ten minutes before you put it on - the crystals inside puff up and retain the cool water for several days! Now today was so hot that they needed frequent "dipping" to stay cool, but they really do help keep you cool!
Uh - oh.....Rambo goes fishing again! Signs like this just invite us in. Well, not really - we know the area quite well...there is actually a way around that is much safer! What this sign does for us is keep other people off the river and away from our catch - LOL!
It finally got so hot on this part of the river that we packed up, walked out and drove several miles back down the road to Camp Silverton. Follow my link to Camp Silverton for a great article from 1960 about camping there (admittedly, I was there prior to 1960!). I've mentioned this spot in previous posts - it is nearly "sacred" to me as it holds some of my fondest childhood memories! Below is what greeted us after we walked into the river looking for a place to eat lunch before fishing. We know this mess was made by people we saw there last week as the broken float tube is the same one they were using the day we saw them. How sad.
We spent an hour or so picking up the burned cans and glass and trash, then breaking apart the firepit. They even had the nerve to burn an old picnic table from the school camp - the firepit was littered with nails and screws from it. We did our best to return that part of the area back to normal, but the memory of this lingers....
After cleanup we fished a while longer. Below is another example of Rambo Goes Fishing - Mr. Squash gingerly picking his way to a nice hole. This doesn't look so bad until you see the wider angle shot down below!
I was definitely not a "Rambo-ette" today....rather preferring to snap photos and fish closer to the shore!
We had a showing of the house last week. No offer came from it, but we're encouraged!