Yellow warbler. Eastern kingbird. Swallows. Grebes. Gone at dawn. We drove the rest of Idaho, all of Utah, bounced off a corner
of Colorado and stopped in Gallup New Mexico. We just kept driving and
driving till dark. Six hundred fifty miles. An easy day. Six states in three days. Now all we have to do is cross Texas. We’re two
thirds of the way to our destination.
Idaho
Central Washington, Toppenish. Ninety five degrees. Killdeer, magpies,
white pelicans, barn swallows, cormorants, nighthawks. Out of Washington
into Oregon. Out of Oregon into Idaho. Five hundred miles. Back to
mountain time. Snake River sunset.
Washington
We said goodbye to the Bounder in Bend Oregon. It served us well, it was
great for extended trips, but for full-time living, there were a couple
shortcomings. We traded it in on a Beaver Coach and got an improved galley
with more kitchen counter space for Judy, and better heating and insulation
for the living space. We’re better prepared for the next Colorado winter.
It’s a nice house.
It’s about the same size.
Oregon
Still in Bend. Not very birdy here, mostly house sparrows and house
finches. We see robins on the grass and mourning doves in the trees. We’ve
been hearing a mountain chickadee but still haven’t seen it. Western wood
pewee in the distance. California quail, and a great horned owl at night.
We hear more birds than we see. Even at that, still not very birdy.
Oregon
Found a nice park in Bend. Annie likes the soft grass.