Adventures in Oregon: Alder Springs, part 2
This weekend we headed back to Alder Springs for a longer hike past the springs and up to the Deschutes River.
We were better prepared this time for crossing the creek, bringing along appropriate shoes for stepping over slick rocks.
Andrew took pity on Sasha and carried her across. Once we crossed over Wychus Creek, we stopped to check out the spring. It was so cool (literally) – you could actually see water bubbling up!
We continued on our way to the river, stopping briefly to let a snake takes its sweet time crossing the trail. No photo because I have no desire to encourage my dogs to get close to snakes … not to mention, I have zero desire to get close to snakes.
As the trail carried us through the canyon, the scenery continued to fascinate us. Yellow balsamroot, ponderosa pines, and blue sky sneaking out from the clouds – beautiful was an understatement.
After passing the junction of Wychus Creek and the Deschutes, we climbed up a rock outcropping to take a break and take in the beauty around us.
I kid you not – this was without a doubt, one of the most peaceful and beautiful places I have ever been. It felt as though we had stepped into a timeless place. Blue sky above, blue water below and red rock rising at the edges as if to protect this little sliver of paradise.
We could have sat there for hours but we knew we had to head back.
Once we reached the creek, Sasha bravely waded through the water. She made sure to look extra pitiful while doing it but she once she reached the other side she seemed pretty proud of herself and she had no problem scarfing down the treat I offered.
With a few lingering looks back, we finished our hike and waved good-bye to the canyon.
We made our way back to the car, down the bumpy gravel road, over the mountains and to the valley we call home now.
Another beautiful Saturday in playground that is the Pacific Northwest.