Joy-riding up the Rogue
I don’t like setting my alarm clock on vacation, but I’m glad I did this morning. We went joy-riding with the blue-hairs up the Rogue River! We saw ospreys and eagles and deer as we traversed grandiose scenery, had lunch, and got wet “braving” the rapids. The splashing was mostly gratuitous showmanship, but nonetheless I tittered with all the grandmas as we banked turns on the water and sped through narrow channels.
We have now crossed the California border. Tomorrow: redwoods!