Because this thread needs moar pictars and less whining: The wife and I took a quick trip out of town and up to the hills on the 4th. We wanted to get away from people and their lame attempts to blow their fingers off. Unfortunately, I wasn't ready to take Stinky, but the Tacoma was ready to go pretty quickly. We didn't do any exploring and headed right to one of our regular spots that we call the weekend house. The last mile or so is on a really rough road with serious erosion, rocks, fallen trees and water bars. The ten miles before that were washboard, dirt and hardtack.
First things first. Get sleeping quarters set up before dark.
Next up, go exploring a little. Saw these wild looking wild flowers. At first I thought they were mushrooms. Very tall skinny mushrooms. Apparently I need glasses too.
Then I found the real mushrooms. Ramaria Botrytis aka clustered coral. Tasty!! Best yet, they were everywhere. We came home with around 20 lbs worth.
After a little exploration it was time to get some chaos in the kitchen on. The tailgate on the Taco actually makes a better kitchen table then the drop-down contraption that I built for Stinky.
Once dinner was underway i grabbed some approaching sunset pictures. Three Fingered Jack:
Mount Jefferson. There are probably some other pics of these exact views in this thread, but as I said this is one of our regular spots.
The next day we decided to go for a quick walk and look for some more mushrooms and do some general foraging. Yes, living in Oregon is making us go feral. Our quick walk kept getting longer and longer, because the scenery was so cool. I finally had to order the turn-around when we were down to about a mouthful of water for each of us (two people and two dogs). That liter bottle in my wife's hand is the only water we had for about four hours of walking in the sun at 5000 ft. Not really a big deal. More of bummer, because we weren't ready to turn around...
We were walking through a section of National Forest and at times Wilderness Area that had burned in 2014. There was minimal shade, but some very interesting color combos, shapes, etc.
The burnt up trees look like skeletons when the bark falls off. Wild fires suck, but the after effects are so visually impressive.
After the fact, I realized that I prolly shoulda had the wife wear a helmet for this pic. Look at that one piece of tree barely hanging on~!
Can't have a camping trip without the four-legged morons. They get braver all the time. I really have to watch the one on the right, because she is one hell of a hunter. Faster and nimbler than any dog I've ever owned. "Luckily" she only hunts rodents
The other "positive" side of wild fires is that they open up the view a bit. Here is another shot of Three Fingered Jack from a little different perspective.