Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Eruption!!!!


Eruption!!!!
Originally uploaded by buckyreed.
I saw this and immediately saw visions of dudes in mulletts ripping off cheesy guitar solos. The Northwest is truly stuck in the 80s.

Mount St. Helens on a windy day


Mount St. Helens on a windy day
Originally uploaded by buckyreed.
It often isn't this hazy, but there were fairly high winds in the valley that blew ash around like crazy. We are in the middle of the blast zone looking down the muzzle of the crater, as it were. It was still very desolate after 25+ years of regrowth.

Crippled Elk!


Crippled Elk!
Originally uploaded by buckyreed.
Maybe the elk were taking the day off for the Labor Day holiday.

Are those dots elk?


Are those dots elk?
Originally uploaded by buckyreed.
We stopped at several overlooks in the blast zone of the volcano. This valley was miles away from the crater, but was still fairly barren. This valley used to be a river valley, but the eruption filled it full of silt up to 200' deep in some places. Dad insisted that there were elk in the valley but I never saw any.

Bait


Bait
Originally uploaded by buckyreed.
We stopped at a convenience store on the way to Mount St. Helens and found the most amazing refrigerator stocked full of tasty seafood. I
've never seen purple and red shrimp before.

Mmmm Bacon


Mmmm Bacon
Originally uploaded by buckyreed.
Mom cooked us the traditional light Reed breakfast which consisted of a mound of bacon, chocolate chip pancakes, and at least 5 pounds of potatoes.

Road to McMinnville


Road to McMinnville
Originally uploaded by buckyreed.
My parents bought a house 35 miles SW of Portland in a town named McMinnville. The town was named after the McMinnville in Tennessee by one of its early settlers because it reminded him of his home.

Jim always did like him best


Jim always did like him best
Originally uploaded by buckyreed.
Mattie is looking at me like I'm going to help her out or something. Dogs trust humans far too much.

Old'n'warty trumps cute'n'stoopid

There are pear trees lining Jill's driveway that provided endless amusement for the doggies. The dogs would carry the pears around in their mouths until Jim took one away and crushed it on the ground.

Arrival in Portland


Arrival in Portland
Originally uploaded by buckyreed.
Jill, Mom, and Dad picked me up at the Portland airport and took me back to Jill and Jim's house. I was instantly engulfed in a doggie swarm consisting of their three labs, Matildamesh, Muldoone, and Sherman.