To me, Oregon is symbolic of Middle Earth, at least how my mind likes to envision it. Not the cities, of course, but the forests. With green everywhere, mossy stuff dripping from trees and lots of above-ground roots. The forests here seem very much alive.
I spent the summer in the mountains of the coast range. It was remote and quiet and I was surrounded by acres and acres of tree farms that had extensive trail systems. The only downside of all this was the trails were so remote and so unused that I got nervous about walking by myself. My cell phone got no signal and there are bears and mountain lions and many ways to twist ankles or break bones. If something happened to me, I would be a desiccated corpse before anybody even bothered to start looking. I still hiked the trails, but often just walked down country roads with almost no traffic and still in the middle of forest.
I'll miss this area, but it is time to leave as the rains are on their way. Actually the rains have already been here (we just had a multi-day storm which set record rainfall for the month of September in many areas). I like rain, especially in the Pacific Northwest, but my spaceship is not really suited for a winter in the rain. When it gets cold and rainy, my windows stay wet on the inside, my dog stays wet, I stay wet, my shoes stay wet, nothing ever dries, black mold starts to grow in corners. Not healthy or fun. So, I'm gonna go somewhere a bit further south. No idea where yet. That will unfold with the coming days.
A few photos of my summer adventures...