Tuesday, April 5, 2016

10 Years of Oregon Volks Camps - 2013

for an introduction please see

Although only a few years ago, a lot has changed as life rushes by, and we create our own history.
 Armstrong Campground
A small developed campground on the Clackamas River
open and free in the off-season but full of scary weirdos and trash
the only camp I've locked my doors at night
And the river rages nearby, oblivious 
Mike goes nuts with the old saw, and a dazed Jasan March 2013 Armstrong Campground

I probably made him do that but it's still silly March 2013 Mike along the Clackamas

Annual Badger Creek Camp
Along a finger-ridge that used to be a trail, now an old road above the Ponderosa canyon
Eva in the early season sun, the Bus with snow tires still March 2013 Badger Creek

 Eva Jasan Mark Mike and Melissa after a long trek to the canyon bottom March 2013 Badger Creek

 Jasan March 2013

Eva in the haze, as the sun sets March 2013 Badger Creek

Mike and Janelle wander off romantically March 2013 Badger Creek Wilderness
And another March is over, forever?

S. Fork Camp
Way the hell up there, nestled in those familiar clearcuts at 5000'
where the winter snow lingers and autumn comes quick
In June we don't worry about that
Gypsie Ray stuffs it June 2013 S. Fork Camp

Lots of people showed up for this camp.  Why this one?  It is so random and very hard to predict.
Part of the attraction: the Gypsie Death Chute Cable 
safety not guaranteed
Gypsie Lily ? Eva ready to ride the chute down S. Fork June 2013 summer thank God

Hobo Neal poised for adventure on the Death Cable as a scornful Janelle watches on in the flowers
June 2013 S. Fork Death Cable Historic Site

 Gypsie, flying off into the bushes June 2013 S. Fork

 Sluggo, likewise June 2013

No one was killed or maimed on the Death Cable - it is a misnomer
June 2013 S. Fork Death Cable State Park and a bunch of happy kids in the sun

Jasan wants no part of the madness June 2013 Death Cable Spectator Area S. Fork Camp

Mike chats in the hot sun and big flies and rhododendrons June 2013 one of my favorite photos 

 Stephan Randy and Mike looking goofy and confused June 2013 S. Fork Camp

 Struggling for the shade Neal Jasan Stephan ? S. Fork Camp June 2013
I hate the rain I hate the sun welcome to Oregon

Neal and Special Guest get all disco June 2013 S. Fork Camp

John Breaks Down
It was his transmission.  
Hal having a delicate moment with a jolly John watching ominously July 2013 in between camps

Annual Hambone Camp
Wilderness!  Piles of bear poop, purple and thick with berries
It would take all day to get to the bottom of that close caynon...imagine 200' trees lying on their sides
There are still wild places in the world, somehow
July 2013 Roaring River Wilderness my how I love this place

Hal takes a drink from a roadside spring ca. 1930 Abbot Rd. July 2013
ice cold and delicious

Hal and infinity July 2013 between 2 great wilderness lands divided by a very old road

 Hal down into the Abbot washout July 2013 

Hal once more July 2013 in the hot dust Abbot Rd.

In those summer Cascades, the weather can change in an instant.
Wham!  A cold hail storm chases off the summertime like an angry dog.
The trail at Hambone July 2013

 Adam Jasan and Hal off into the woods July 2013 Salmon Huckleberry Wilderness getting chilly

What happened to the sun?  July 2013
 The other guys drove off into the rainstorm leaving only Jasan and the fog

Time to go home, Jasan hopping through the rocks July 2013 Abbot Rd.

Twin Springs Camp
An inverse autumn strips away the summer, freezing air turns to an intense flood, many days of rain
Randy in the cold fog before the rain hits September 2013 Salmon Huckleberry Wilderness

Randy and Tito to Sheepshead Rock Sept 2013 and very high quality hiking gear

DJ and Stephan showed up a day later in the deluge.  We ate wet steaks in the cold night, huddled under tarps.

Annual Hunter's Moon Camp - Upper Cottonwood Camp
In an area of ancient meadows lies an intact ecosystem that should be wilderness, in spite of the necklace scars of needless roads and ripped up forests
And summer comes again, but in October under the true Hunter's Moon
Hal in the fleeting light of Upper Cottonwood Oct 2013
Hal you made a lot of camps in 2013

Mark posing all studly Oct 2013 Upper Cottonwood

 I can't remember this girl's name but she came for 1 night in her Vanagon

 Adam and replacement van, don't wreck this one off a cliff Oct 2013 Cottonwood

 Mark Don and Jasan bask like lizards Oct 2013 waiting for the full moon at Cottonwood

Thumbs Up Mark!  Oct 2013 at Cottonwood with Don and an unusually jolly Hal
Weird to have all of this sudden sun after the last camp...

Squaw AKA Wychus Creek Camp
Not far from Sisters in a lovely desert canyon, sagebrush and rain, dusted by early winter
The road crosses the creek, Many Idiots enjoy crashing through in their trucks
Downriver, ancient petroglyphs

Anthony, now feral watches over his tribal lands Nov 2013 along Whychus

 Anthony and Mike n the muted desert of late autumn Wychus Ck. Nov 2013

Steve Eva DJ and Mike explore the ancient canyon and thickets of willows Nov 2013 Wychus Ck.
Eva is smiling at the rock wall, Mike looks worried about something

An excited kid leads the way into the old ponderosas Nov 2013 Mike and Eva at Wychus

Eva at camp Nov 2013 Wychus Ck.

 Steve don't cut off your hand Nov 2013 Wychus Ck. Camp

 Smiling Mike and DJ but a serious Steve one can only speculate Nov 2013 Wychus Ck

Desert camping under leaden skies, and an early sun fades away rather than set Nov 2013 Wychus

Annual Solstice Camp
What is this, cold rain?  In the December mountains?
Well thanks a lot.
Mike griping, probably about the cold rain.  His audience, somber and attentive.  Dec 2013 Pot Ck.

And the lanterns look on, glinting and wet at Pot Ck. Dec 2013 it looks pretty cold out there

2013?  Getouta here.
We are trapped like birds, caged by the seasons and our life-breath.
It's just a calendar anyway.  

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