While the rest of the country broils, we’re having the latest and coolest summer in memory here. But it’s here, and it probably won’t last long, so it’s time to slow down a bit and…walk railroad tracks, as this carefree young couple was doing the other night, heading west into the golden sunset. OK, no comments about the dangers; they’re young, have quick reflexes, and are immortal. Anyway, it’s time to slow down a bit, catch up on the unfinished projects, stop pretending like some will actually get done, and take a few breaks into the mountains.
Thanks to our rapidly swelling ranks of superb Writers and Contributors, I can do so and the CC show still goes on. A special shout-out goes to Jim Cavanaugh, who is now the first CC Editor, and is able to keep CC on the tracks, whether I’m here or not. Thanks Jim, Jeff, Laurence, Michael and all the rest of the gang, and of course you, for making this all possible, and keeping it fun. Now off to scale Mary’s Peak; hope the clouds lift.
If you get the chance Paul, take the little road that forks off to the left down the back of the mountain for about three miles, you will come to a nice little water fall in a grotto on your right.
We hike up the long way (10 miles roundtrip) on the north side of the mountain, off Hwy 20. None of that driving up to the lookout for us!
BTW, the road up is totally closed currently, so the mountain was deserted and dead still; awesome.
Indeed. Enjoy the month (hopefully!) of summer we have left. CC is in good hands!
Sure that’s not a period shot of our esteemed founder circa ’69? 😉
Feel free to come down the other side of the mountains and help me get this stuck u-joint out of the Jag’s half-shaft so I can get it on the road again!
I did rather see myself in that shot…and I still like to see how far I can walk (solo) on a train track, but usually not the main line.
Your lucky Paul the mountains around here just got a white coating noy suitable for walking in at present the guy on the tracks has a familiar look about him.
I don’t get it. You guys have 30 year old cars being used as daily drivers. Yet some how summer is over in mid August?
Halloween is when I bring out the Parka, and send the Mustang into hibernation. Then and only then is summer over,for me..
and send the Mustang into hibernation…
Hey Mikey, did you finally buy a Mustang? Congrats!
Not really…I guess the title was a bit off. Usually September, and often much of October is wonderful, dry, clear, and crisp. But this is the coolest year in ages, and its possible summer might end as early as it started late. We’ll see.
Yeah, last year it was already starting to feel autumnal in the middle of August, and that summer was pretty similar to this.
@ educatordan,….Yes I did…..and I love it….thank you
Hehe…Mikey bought a Ford!!!
It’s a short walk to Mopar-Land, my friend. 🙂
Years, decades, ago, I lived a bit east of Rouyn Quebec, at a railway crossing. I used to love to walk down the tracks. I would always get way off the tracks and become invisible when I heard a train coming, usually from miles away. One time I was near a railway trestle and decided to hang on to the creosoted timbers there while the train passed.
You don’t want to do that.
The two or three coach passenger train rattled that trestle to its foundations, I thought the world was going to end. One of the most terrifying moments of my life, even while I was telling myself that the trestle had been there for ages and took this kind of traffic three or four times a day.
No car content, just something mobile.
I should probably add this cool railroad photo I took this summer. It was taken close to where the road to the Harris covered bridge leaves US 20 west of Corvallis and cuts underneath it. I wish the logging truck had been red but one can’t have everything.