|View from the third row seat.|
|High power distribution lines from the Bonneville Dam|
|Bridge of the Gods crossing|
|Columbia River below the bridge.|
|Fish net about a meter and a half in diameter.|
|Lock master's home.|
|The original locks|
I just took you down a rabbit hole and we are supposed to be on the trail for Dog Mountain. Once we had a good look around at the old locks it was on down the road to the Bonneville Dam, fish ladders and the current lock systems.
|Bonneville Dam viewed from the top of the visitor center|
|ladders from top side of visitor centor|
|View of fish ladders from inside|
Whistle & boat wheel from the paddle boats. Insulators almost as tall as I am and a turbine propeller were but a few of items on display. Native American and military clothing were on display on other levels. Up top was a view of the current Cascade Locks. I found the group patiently waiting for me in the welcome center.
Back outside for photos of Sister #2 and Old BIL in front of the custom built fire truck. Their youngest grandson is a firefighter in Oklahoma. Still not ready for Dog Mountain cause we were all a bit peckish by now. A small fish shop had all kinds of goodies including fresh fish baskets was our choice.
The sun was bright and there were tables where we could enjoy a river view. And wild berry bushes were lining the steep drop to the river. I was able to retrieve only one ripe berry. Old BIL ate it and declared it to be delicious. Lunch over and we are back on the road. Still not to Dog Mountain, it is the Falls up next.
Sis #2 and Old BIL remained in the van. Y BIL and Sis #4 climbed up to the bridge. I snapped a few shots from below. The small stream fed by the falls is an area for salmon fry to develop. The water was crystal clear. I saw a few of the fry but could not capture with the camera. We three head back to the van and now it is finally time to see Dog Mountain.
Beacon Rock for either the 3rd or 4th time. I had lost count by then. You see there had not been a plan that had us seeing the sights in the order they fell on the map. No, it was the order or priority for the group to see. Dog Mountain was just one vote.
It was about 4:30 by the time we reached Dog Mountain. Yes, we were finally there. And it looked nothing like the painting. Nothing. Never the less photos were made. We meandered down to a RV park to get closer to the river. More photos.
Me with Dog Mountain behind me. YBIL and I checking out the Columbia River up close. Sis #4 and Y BIL are planning on purchasing a travel trailer. They decided this would be an excellent place to camp some time. Still lots to see in this area. For that day we were done. Time to head back to the van and on to the house.
|Dog Mountain in the right foreground|
Mission accomplished. I have looked for photos of the painting and have non available. The painting is packed in the storage room and not easily reachable. Maybe when we move stuff to the lake house I'll get it out and hang for display.
|Sis #4 and Y BIL resting a bit in the sun room.|
Once back at the house Sis #4 decided to use up all the stuff that was left and make soup for dinner. She is such a sweetheart. At 8 years younger than me and 14 younger the Sis #2 she does have more energy. The rest of us began gathering our 'stuff' to leave for Portland the next morning. Old BIL, Sis #1 and Sis #2 flew out Tuesday morning. Sis #4, Y BIL and I left on Wednesday. That means there is one more day of adventures for us three. Now if my computer does not freeze up again like it did last night. Grrrr.
For now I will leave you with the view we had out the back windows from The Ellody house on the Washougal River.