Tag: Wolf Creek

Secesh Reservoir, Oregon.

A gem in the crown of stunning countryside.

Funny how things happen!

In last Wednesday’s post I included a picture of Jean with Robert who helped us load 60 bales of hay onto our trailer.  This photo:

Jean thanking Robert for his great help in loading 60 bales!
Jean thanking Robert for his great help in loading 60 bales!

Anyway, Tad, who farms the land, mentioned a wonderful place to fish not far from his farm at Wolf Creek.

I’m not a fisherman but Andy, who is staying with us with his wife, Trish, is a keen fisherman.

So last Wednesday we all set off into the high forest lands up above Wolf Creek and after some pretty tough driving up some steep dirt roads found the lake.  Here’s a record of our morning at Secesh.

Wow!
Wow! First sighting!

As you can see, it was a breath-taking oasis in a sea of tall trees and towering peaks.

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Still waters!

With crystal-clear waters that just seemed to be calling out to those that enjoy fly-fishing!

Doesn't get much better than this!
Doesn’t get much better than this!

Meanwhile, yours truly decided to walk the perimeter of the lake that is, apparently, some 3.7 acres of water area.

Towards the farthest point of the shoreline, a beautiful stream was flowing into the lake.

Mountain streams.
Mountain streams.

And not too farther along, a likewise beautiful stream outflowed from the lake.

What flows in ... must eventually flow out.
What flows in … must eventually flow out.

From this vantage point, one could look across the full breadth of the lake.

First sighting of the lake!
Tranquility in spades!

And marvel at the wildlife, from ….

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Dragon flies.

… the very small, to ….

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An American bald-eagle.

…. the stunning eagles of the land. A veritable icon of this country!

Returning in time to see Andy pulling a (small) fish from the lake.

that was promptly returned ..
that was promptly returned ..

And Jean and Trish catching up on old times.

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Pure bliss!

What a fabulous discovery!

Less than 25 miles from home.

Thank you, Tad!

We will return – possibly with a dog or two!

Still more quarts!

Still responding to immediate needs.

In yesterday’s post, I wrote:

Then yesterday, around 2pm, we dropped everything to race up to a farmer at Wolf Creek, just a dozen miles North of us, to inspect some hay that was for sale. It was great quality and at $5 a bale the deal of the century. So by the time we had loaded up some bales onto the trailer and returned, unloaded them into the hay loft, organised a bigger trailer from neighbours Dordie and Bill, and I had recuperated under a shower, there was no time at all for today’s post.

Well that larger flatbed trailer was borrowed on Monday evening and early yesterday morning we set off again to Wolf Creek to purchase more bales of hay.

This time we had room for 60 bales, the equivalent of 4,200 lbs in weight.  Each bale had to be lifted onto the trailer and stacked carefully.

But at last it was all done, great thanks to Robert who was up at Wolf Creek, and then it was time to head for home.

Jean thanking Robert for his great help in loading 60 bales!
Jean thanking Robert for his great help in loading our 60 bales!

Impossible not to ignore the beautiful countryside that is so typical of this part of Southern Oregon. (Wolf Creek is less than 15 miles from home.)

The things we do for our horses!
The things we do for our horses!

Anyway, once back home somehow Jean and I managed to unload and stack all 60 bales, by which time my creative juices were no longer to be found.

So apologies and see you tomorrow.