Our first day was Sunday. It was busy when we arrived at Camp Sherman. We shared a sandwich down by the river. Since we were too early to check in, we drove down the road to see the fish.
Here we are watching the fish swim.
Lots of fish. We stayed quite a while being mesmerized by all different sizes of fish.
Brought back memories of visiting when I was a child.
Blissful peace and quiet. Down by the river on the grounds of the resort we stayed at.
This pup was wore out. A fun car ride, new places, evening walks.
Sweet pea needed a rest.
Tried to salvage this out of focus picture. Didn't work so well.
This portrait turned out better.
Bailey girl was ready for bed.
She was over this family walk and picture session.
The next morning we took off in search of the head of the Metolius River.
There she is. The beginnings of the purty river.
Of course another photo op.
That tripod turned out to be a great purchase.
Being here on Sunday- Tuesday turned out to be a great decision.
Pretty much every where we went we were the only people there.
The battery died (both of them) on the camera the day before at the fish hatchery.
So we went back to get these pics of my favorite part of the river.
SOOOOOO beautiful.
We watched for quite a while as this little one struggled to swim up stream where mom and dad were.
Little goose finally made it to the calm spot.
Hey goose, hey goose!
Does anyone recognize that movie line?
Still one of my favorites.
These two nights away were SO refreshing and rejuvenating.
Hello 30.
This was a great way to start this next decade.














































