On these last few day of summer, welcome to Dry Falls, a remnant of the last ice age. Created by the massive flood melt off, only a pothole lake left. An amazing landscape along the Ice Age Floods National Geologic Trail.
Sunset at Dry Falls.
It is located in the heart of the Grand Coulee. Also known as the Dry Falls cataract. It is a 3.5-mile-wide basalt chasm with a 400 foot drop created by repeated flooding events.
Wherever Fall takes you, have a great trip.
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If you’ve ever visited Monument Valley in Utah or watched a John Ford Western, you’ve seen the towering buttes shimmering above the heat-soaked landscape. The early morning light making the colors pop red and orange.
We didn’t have to drive far to find our own buttes, but we did have to get up before the sun even yawned to catch this beauty towering over Banks Lake near Coulee City, Washington state.
A butte by any other name, might look as sweet, but it wouldn’t sound half as funny. Just saying.
Banks Lake is a 27-mile-long reservoir in the Grand Coulee created by a series of dams on the Columbia River which runs from Canada to the Pacific Ocean.
If you’re wondering what the heck a coulee is, in North America it’s a deep gulch or ravine which is usually dry in the summer. Everywhere else in the world it’s a solidified sheet of lava.
Warning: I am a Halloween junkie. The month of October will be dedicated to converting the front yard of my home into a spooky graveyard. I will post photos of the transition since I won’t be able to concentrate on anything else. Only 48 days and counting until Halloween.
This probably never happens to you. My better half and I spent a vacation with some friends from Florida. We took them on a whirl wind trip sweeping through four U.S. state, Washington, Idaho, Montana and Wyoming.
After leaving Yellowstone National Park through the southern gate, it was too late in the day to get into the Grand Tetons. So we headed farther south to Jackson, Wyoming, better known as Jackson Hole. On the north end of town is an elk reserve. Allegedly full of elk. Allegedly.
The signs clearly fibbed. No elk. Anywhere.
We drove down a dirt road through a copse of pine trees, dust swirling up behind the car. When we cleared the trees, we startled a bull moose grazing in a field. I had no idea a moose could look surprised, but it did. It stood larger than our SUV.
He stood seven feet tall at the shoulders. This beauty’s rack was as wide as the hood of our Ford Edge.
Thankfully, he turned and trotted away from us, instead of attacking our car.
May your weekend bring you pleasant, unexpected surprises.
The Nisqually entrance of Mount Rainier National Park, past Longmire—Park Service headquarters, not the television show—on the way to Paradise, will lead to Narada Falls.
Glacial run off, 179 feet of falls with two drops.
The parking lot leads to a bridge over the falls. On the far side of the bridge, the trail entrance to the bottom of the falls. The sky opened up, adding more water to the already swollen falls.
We were driving home after a recent trip in Canada. It can get cold near the Alberta Rocky mountains in late August. We traveled on Highway 1. The car windows frosty. A lone cloud in the sky. The moon rose, so bright we couldn’t see the stars. We stopped near the entrance to a ranch and caught the head gate in this photo.
The midnight sun.
What is it about a full moon that makes us look? Is it curiosity? Romantic notions? Primeval responses? What ever the cause, we look.
Enjoy the full moon this weekend, however you look at it.