My kinda thing.
This past weekend Taylor and I headed into the forest with no set plan. Just in need of some seclusion, playtime and nature and we happen to stumble upon some prime secluded Oregon spots.
On Friday we rolled to Little Santiam River Trailhead in the early afternoon and hiked until we found the ideal camping spot. Flat ground, with our own personal river beach and a prepared fire pit. Quite perfect this river, offering swimming hole, after cliff jumping spot, after chill floating area. We set up camp, ran around in the forest (literally), ate dinner riverside and played "find the bird". Taylor being his perfectionist self said it was time for me to learn how to start a fire without paper and I succeeded!
Day two:
We hiked the 3-4 miles back to the car. The day was already really hot so we knew we needed to find a pump for our newly purchased raft. In the small town of Stayton we found a pump, food and coffee and set out on a mission to find a lake or river that were up to our standards, which is kinda high. It has to be secluded, include a good camping spot (for free) and have some sort of view. We headed East following the river, passing crowded Detroit lake and trying back road after back road. We drove almost 11 miles down a gravel road toward something called Elk Lake but as we climbed elevation we were eventually stopped with a ton of snow. Bummer. We spent a majority of the day doing a few more trail and error's but were finally rewarded ten fold! Thanks to my favorite piece of technology, the old Iphone revealed a medley of lakes that resided at the base of Mt. Hoodoo (not to be confused with Mt.Hood).
Island Lake officially renamed Foxchip Lake
I know right?
No people for the next 24 hours except the occasional local fisherman. Immediately after finding this spot Taylor and I both had one of our favorite quote's come to mind.. Not to mention this is one of Julian's Bialowas Photo's! Obviously.
So. We immediately pumped up the raft and floated on our own personal lake with our own personal island none the less. Rounding the other side of the lake we discovered hundred's (no exaggeration) of frogs just floating in the water, so the most logical thing to do with the afternoon was playing with the frogs.
Around dinner time we decided we should set up camp and catch a sunset float. Being that a forest fire had come through here within the past 5 years firewood was abundant and high quality. After we set up our tent appropriately with the door opening up to Three Fingered Jack, we grabbed beer and went off to watch the sun fall behind the Cascades.
Somehow Taylor and I partied with just each other, a case of beer and the incredible, seriously incredible stars until 2am. Hah. There was even some dancing involved thanks to Frank Sinatra. Serious perfection.
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