It's time for our yearly sojourn to Howell Station below the dam at Lake Red Rock near Pella. We are sorely missing some familar faces--Butch of course, and Bill Laughlin. No Lehmans could join us this year, which makes the trip hardly official. But we've added some new folks, and so far they haven't screamed and run away.
The weather is fantastic--jeans and sweatshirt weather, necessitating some extra blankets at night. Perfect camping weather in my book. The ebikers have taken some nice rides, and the non-ebikers have taken some nice walks, naps, and reading time. I would be in that second group. I did take a short walk across the bridge and considered one of the nature trails but decided I would wait til today for that. We also plan a trip into Pella this morning to the bakery and quilt shop.
I have my favorite campsite, 142, which Butch and I used many times because of the shade. Not a big bonus this trip but very pleasant. The birds have been busy fishing below the dam and we've had several eagle sightings. Letha took this wonderful shot of a young eagle sitting a few feet away and probably wondering what these stupid humans are doing. The river is the highest we seen it in over ten years of coming here. As usual, we've had some pretty good food and nice beverages. The sunsets haven't been as spectacular as some years but still a nice ending for a great day.
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