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Saturday, January 24, 2026

Hangin' With the Owls

Cheri, my friend, neighbor, and photography mentor is a fabulous wildlife photographer.  One of her favorite subjects is owls.  She's a pro at catching these magnificent birds in flight, and always knows where to find them.  


A short eared owl looking my way

During the winter months, short eared owls migrate to the Pacific Northwest and frequent wide open grassy fields to hunt.  Cheri had been visiting a nearby natural area where the "shorties" (as she and her photography buddies have adorably nicknamed them) could be seen in abundance.  She posted some amazing images of these beautiful owls in flight.  I started having owl envy.  So I asked Cheri if I could tag along on her next outing.


Sitting atop a fence post

I'd visited this particular natural area many times before and didn't have a good track record when it came to spotting owls.  In the past, every time I accompanied Cheri here the owls either didn't appear or were so far away it made photography challenging.  I joked to Cheri that my presence was bad luck for seeing short eared owls.  But Cheri was determined to find some owls that I could photograph and encouraged me not to give up.


Time to go!

So one afternoon in early January Cheri and I traveled to the local natural area where the short eared owls hung out.  Since the "shorties" (and most other owl species) began hunting near dusk, we wanted to be in place well before sunset.


Another liftoff - look at those legs!

Bird sighting news travels fast among the local wildlife photographer community and when we arrived there were at least a couple dozen other people scattered about the field, large lenses in tow.


A flyby

At first there was no owl action to be seen.  But after about an hour of waiting, someone spotted the first shortie fly-by.  Soon after three different owls could be seen soaring above the grassy fields.


"Enough with the pictures!"

The owls weren't flying close to where Cheri and I were at.  Some of the photographers started to walk closer towards the field where the owls were hunting.  Although it was tempting to follow them, Cheri encouraged me to stay put.  After many days of visiting this location, she knew that the shorties would eventually fly closer to where we stood.  Besides, it seemed about the time one walked over to where the owls were, the little buggers would fly off somewhere else - usually the place you'd originally been waiting!


Looking for dinner

Cheri, of course, was right.  Eventually the little owls began soaring over the fields closer to where she and I were stationed.  Then two of the birds started to circle a marshy area behind us.  One of the owls kept landing on a nearby fence post.  A couple of people waded through the water to get a closer vantage.


In flight

I couldn't stand it any longer and followed the other photographers through the swampy field to be closer to the owl's flight patterns.  It turned out to be an excellent decision.  Two short eared owls kept flying around the field directly adjacent to the fence.  One particular owl kept landing on the same post.


Flying near the water

Having not captured moving birds for awhile, my photography skills were quite rusty.  At first my ratio of in-focus shots to blurry misses was quite dismal.  But with a bit of practice eventually I was able to get a few keepers.


Some close flight pics

The bright sunlight made photography a bit challenging, especially when the owls flew directly into the sun.  Since I shoot in manual mode, I was forever making exposure adjustments.  (Note to self - start experimenting with aperture and shutter priority modes.)


One of my faves

After a good half hour of watching the two shorties soar back and forth across the field, one owl flew straight at myself and the two other photographers who were beside me.  It soared right over our heads!  I was awed by the quiet, smooth flight of this beautiful bird.  The close owl encounter was quite amazing - a definite highlight of the day.


Wings spread out

With dark fast approaching, I waded back across the marshy field to meet up with Cheri.  From her spot she'd also had great views of the short eared owls soaring across the field.  She even captured images of an owl and harrier fighting in flight.  It had been a most successful afternoon!


Crusin'

Short eared owls are medium sized birds, usually about the size of a crow or mallard duck.  They get their name from small tufts of feathers on their heads, resembling ears.  These tufts are small enough they are often not visible.  Short eared owls have large heads, short necks, broad wings, and adorable black-rimmed yellow eyes.  They fly low over fields using floppy wingbeats, often looking like giant moths.  Shorties live in open grassland areas throughout the world and feed mainly on rodents.


A cute chipping sparrow

I'm happy to report that my short eared owl curse has now been lifted.  I came away from that photo session with many images of these gorgeous birds in flight.  Hope you've enjoyed my photo gallery!


Saturday, January 17, 2026

Gorge Autumn Colors Tour 2025

Winter hasn't made much of an appearance so far this year.  In the valley, in the mountains, and most importantly on my beloved ski slopes, the weather has been uncharacteristically sunny and dry.  My local ski hill has a skimpy base, barely thicker than the 30 inches it's website is claiming.  What's a snow-loving girl to do?  If you're me, you roll out some photos from last November's fantastic fall jaunt in the Columbia River Gorge.


Multnomah Falls

I have a tradition of doing a "Gorge fall photography tour" every November.  Although the Columbia River Gorge is stunning in any season, in my opinion this is the best time to visit.  The autumn leaf colors usually peak around the first week of November and the scenery is absolutely spectacular.


Horsetail Falls

So one day last November, I packed my camera and backpack and headed east to the Gorge.  My first stop was the lovely, uber-popular Multnomah Falls.  This iconic waterfall, framed by golden leaves, was absolutely gorgeous.  However even at the early hour of my visit, people were already congregating on the viewing platform, so I snapped a few images and left.  I had lots more places to see - and they were just as beautiful, but much less crowded.


A colorful view of Horsetail Falls

My second stop was at the grand Horsetail Falls, just down the road from Multnomah Falls.  This 176 foot tall cascade gushes down a mossy cliff face.  The surrounding fall leaves were at peak color perfection.  I even found a bit of red bushes near the highway bridge.


Lovely tree in Horsetail Falls viewing area


A large big leaf maple tree hanging over the viewing area was especially vibrant.


Ponytail Falls

From Horsetail Falls, a short trail leads hikers to more watery splendor.  Climbing above Horsetail Falls and contouring along the top of it's cliff face brings one to a smaller, but equally spectacular Ponytail Falls.  Nestled in a mossy grotto, this thin cascade shoots out artistically into the creek below.  


Behind Ponytail Falls

As an added bonus, the trail leads hikers behind Ponytail Falls' white curtain.


Lots of leaf color on the trail

Beyond Ponytail Falls were two more waterfalls.  The trail climbed to a panoramic viewpoint of the eastern Gorge, before winding downhill to cross a creek below Oneonta Falls.  This waterfall is a bit difficult to photograph, so I didn't include any images in this post.


Looking down at the Columbia River Gorge


From Oneonta Falls, I again climbed uphill to a trail junction.  Taking a left-hand turn I continued uphill to my final destination, Triple Falls.  This entire area was burned in a 2017 wildfire that ravaged the Columbia River Gorge, and blackened tree trunks bore stark reminders of the devastation.  Thankfully, many bushes had since grown back and they added a bit of much-needed color.


Trail junction

Although it was only a mile further to Triple Falls, the uphill trek seemed to take much longer.  However, I enjoyed the plentiful autumn colors lining this canyon.  Finally I came upon the falls and its viewing area, a narrow shelf jutting out above a steep drop off.


Triple Falls

Triple Falls is a three-legged cascade that drops 64 feet down a mossy rock face to the creek below.  It's one of the most picturesque waterfalls in the Columbia River Gorge and one of my personal favorites.  Although the surrounding forest was badly scarred by the 2017 wildfire, I was happy to see the vegetation rebounding.  There was a bit of golden color in nearby bushes and green moss had returned to much of the area.

 

The creek below Triple Falls


After enjoying my sandwich and having the viewing area all to myself, a group of hikers coming up the trail was my cue to pack up, bid Triple Falls farewell, and return to the trailhead.


Gorge view peek-a-boo

The return trip was just as spectacular, and the downhill trek made it much more enjoyable.


Colorful slope

Columbia River view through the burned tree trunks

For variety, I made the hike into a loop by taking the Gorge trail to the Historic Columbia River Highway.


Walking along the Historic Highway

I ended my hike with a short half mile road walk back to my car.  The fog-shrouded gorge cliffs and bright yellow slopes along this stretch were quite scenic.


Historic Highway views

For my final waterfall, from Horsetail Falls I traveled further east on the highway to the Wyeth State Park trailhead.  I was in search of a "new to me" cascade called Emerald Falls.


On the trail to Emerald Falls

A local photographer I follow had posted a stunning photo of this waterfall framed by autumn leaves.  Thanks to Google maps, I was able to determine its approximate location.  Parking in a nearby trailhead, I followed a trail paralleling Gorton Creek through a closed campground.  The surrounding big-leaf maple trees were at their autumn finest, with yellow foliage that practically glowed.


Emerald Falls

From a trail junction, I followed a faint user path further up Gorton Creek.  The noise of rushing water led me to a short, but beautiful cascade, white water foaming as it dropped over a rocky shelf.


Emerald Falls side view

The surrounding fall foliage made a perfect setting for this small, but mighty cascade.  I spent a happy half hour capturing the waterfall from all angles before the threat of rain forced me to retreat back to my car.  However, now that I know about this waterfall, I'll be sure to return again, especially next autumn.


Looking down the creek below Emerald Falls

It was a fabulous day in the Gorge, capturing a bit of peak autumn beauty in this special place.  And now two months later, while I'm waiting for winter to finally get here, it's fun to go back and share photos from another memorable fall colors tour.


Wednesday, January 7, 2026

Eagle Creek Times Two

Eagle Creek is the premiere hiking trail in the Columbia River Gorge.  Following this beautiful creek, the footpath hugs steep cliffs, passing several magnificent waterfalls.  The destination for most serious hikers is Tunnel Falls, located about 6 1/2 miles from the trailhead, a tall waterfall where the trail is routed behind its churning cascade in a short tunnel.

If you've followed my blog for any length of time, you know this wonderful trail was decimated in a 2017 wildfire.  After a three-year closure, it was reopened, and although the many blackened tree trunks were a sobering sight, I was happy to see that the area had weathered the disaster better than expected.  I'd hiked all the way to Tunnel Falls in June of 2017, mere months before the disastrous blaze.  Although Eagle Creek trail has now been reopened for several years, I'd only ventured about 4 miles from the trailhead, and had yet to make it to Tunnel Falls post-fire.


Eagle Creek in early November

Eagle Creek trail is gorgeous in any season, but my personal favorite time to visit is early November, when changing leaves decorate the forest with brilliant autumn colors.  Seeing a favorable weather forecast for the first Friday of November, (2025) I rallied a group of friends to tackle this trail.  I had my heart set on finally checking out Tunnel Falls, and suggested we make that our goal.


Lots of running water everywhere!

Under cloudy skies, I met up with friends Young, John, and Joel at the trailhead.  As we were packing up, John realized he'd forgotten his rain jacket.  The forecast only called for a few "showers" throughout the day, so we all reasoned he'd be fine.  Poles in hand, and packs on our backs, our merry band of hikers left the parking lot bound for Tunnel Falls.


Fabulous yellow leaf color

The fall leaf show started almost immediately.   Orange and yellow leaves dotted the forest surrounding Eagle Creek.  Overcast skies made the brilliant colors pop. 


More stunning leaves

Although the trail started out at creek level, it didn't take long for that to change.  As my friends and I traveled away from the trailhead, our path began to climb, and the canyon walls grew closer together.  Soon we reached an area where our path traversed directly beneath tall rock faces.  The trail here was a narrow shelf that had been blasted into the cliffs.


Tall cascade

The previous week had been quite rainy.  This large amount of precip had translated into waterfalls everywhere, gushing and dripping from the steep canyon walls.  Our trail led straight under several of these seasonal cascades, soaking my friends and I as we passed through.  Although I carried a cover for my backpack I didn't think to put it on.  After trekking underneath several of these misty curtains, my arms, shoulders, and backpack became quite wet.


Cliffside trail

Oh well, no matter - I was sure my jacket and backpack would dry out as I walked.  Besides, the scenery was so spectacular, how could I not be in a great mood?


Young is in her happy place!

My friends and I continued down the trail, marveling at the beautiful golden leaves adding color to the forest's blackened tree trunks.  In some places, the trail was perched high above Eagle Creek, giving us bird's eye views to the water far below.  The steep, moss-covered canyon rising up from the creek was quite dramatic.
 

More seasonal waterfalls

About two miles down the trail my friends and I began to feel raindrops.  Because the forecast didn't call for any serious rain, at first we dismissed the precip as a quick shower.  But when the drops became bigger and more frequent, we all stopped to don raingear and pack covers.  Since John had forgotten his rain jacket, he quickly created a makeshift body cover by cutting holes into a garbage bag.


Lots of gold color

Now protected against the rain, onward we trekked.  My friends and I passed by lovely Punchbowl Falls.  This short waterfall discharged into a large, round plunge pool that resembled a punch bowl (hence, it's namesake.)  The cascade was absolutely roaring with a high volume of water, creating whitecaps below.  The plunge pool was a lovely shade of green, which looked nice framed by nearby gold and yellow bushes.


Punchbowl Falls was absolutely roaring!

Beyond Punchbowl Falls, the rain continued to intensify and pretty soon it was pouring.  After a little over three miles from the trailhead, John finally turned around to the rest of us and declared: "I'm not having fun anymore.  It's time to turn around and get lunch at a brewpub."  


Eagle Creek from above

It was a unanimous group consensus.  Everyone was wet and miserable and a hot meal was sounding really good.  So we all did an about-face and headed back to the trailhead as fast as our legs could carry us.


A soggy crew!

The rain never let up the entire return trip.  Upon reaching our vehicles, I discovered my backpack and camera bag were soaked all the way through and my trusty rain jacket was beginning to wet out.  My friends and I all agreed that the weatherman had really missed the mark on today's forecast.  Well, either that or John was to blame because he'd forgotten his rain jacket!


Same trail, two weeks later - no more leaves

Two weeks later, the weatherman predicted a sunny day.  After failing to reach Tunnel Falls with my friends I wanted a redo.  So I asked my hubby to join me for another try at the Eagle Creek trail.


Sunburst on the trail

This hike was so different!  For one, the sky was pure sunshine - no rain clouds to be found anywhere.  And two, all the pretty golden leaves were long gone.  Their dead brown husks now littered the forest floor.


Loowit Falls

The nice weather more than made up for lack of leaf color.  And with the foliage now gone, it really drew my attention to the brilliant green moss lining much of the rocky cliff faces.


The trail, high above Eagle Creek

On a mission, hubby and I marched quickly through the first three miles of trail.  Having captured a large amount of this area two weeks ago, I kept my photography to a minimum.


Eagle Creek gushing through a narrow chasm

But at about 4 miles, we came to another tall waterfall, called Loowit Falls, which called to my camera.  Then the trail led to a high bridge spanning a deep, narrow canyon.  This was one of my favorite parts of the Eagle Creek trail, so hubby and I lingered a bit, taking in all the natural beauty.


Still a few golden bushes

We then headed through an especially picturesque section of the creek, lined by a few golden bushes that hadn't yet dropped their leaves.


The colors of the creek

The farther hubby and I hiked from the trailhead, the fewer people we saw on the trail.  About 5 miles in, we began to encounter a couple individuals heading back.  One lady commented she came to a difficult creek crossing that intimidated her so much she turned around.  Hearing this got me worried I'd again come up short of my goal.  But when we reached the "scary" crossing it turned out to be just a bit of rock-hopping - no problem whatsoever for hubby and I.  (Obviously everyone has a different perception of what they consider scary.)


A bit of whitewater

The final mile to Tunnel Falls seemed to take forever.  My memory was a bit fuzzy as to exactly which bend it was around.  I kept scouting the trail ahead for it, but my search always seemed to come up empty.  You can imagine my happiness and relief when its long, white cascade finally came into view.


Hubby walking through Tunnel Falls

Tunnel falls drops an impressive 170 feet from atop a tall, basalt cliff to the creek below.  It wins my award for coolest waterfall because the trail builders carved a short tunnel behind its watery cascade.  It's not everyday you get the chance to walk behind a waterfall!


The other side of the tunnel

Of course it was an exciting moment to walk through the passage behind Tunnel Falls once again.  I'd waited eight long years to do this!



I took a video of my short trip through the tunnel, but unfortunately it didn't turn out.  So instead, enjoy the above video recorded from one side of Tunnel Falls.


The trail on the opposite side of the tunnel

The trail on the tunnel's opposite side was a narrow shelf perched high above the creek.  You had to watch your step, as the downhill side dropped off nearly vertical and it was a long way down.


Eagle Creek trail placed precariously above the creek

My target waterfall now reached, there was but one more goal to make this hike complete.  A mere quarter mile past Tunnel Falls was another equally impressive waterfall - Twister Falls.


The "vertigo mile" en route to Twister Falls

But hiking to Twister Falls was not for the faint of heart.  The trail to reach this cascade was a narrow bench carved into a nearly vertical rock face.  Anyone traversing this path needed to watch their footing carefully.  There was a steep, exposed 200 foot vertical drop below.  Nicknamed by hikers the "Vertigo Mile" it was definitely a no-fall zone!


Twister Falls

But despite the harrowing trek, I found this portion of the trail to be the most beautiful of all.  The rocky cliff faces were lined with bright green moss and the columnar basalt rock formations were quite stunning.  After gingerly inching across this dizzying footpath, our reward was reaching the impressive Twister Falls.  Two water streams gushed down a cliff, crossing together at mid-point and continuing their drop into the creek below.  At 148 feet in height, I thought this cascade was just as spectacular as Tunnel Falls. 




Hubby and I lingered atop Twister Falls for several minutes, taking in the beautiful scenery.  We'd worked so hard to get here I didn't want to leave.  But it was early afternoon and we had a lot of miles to cover to get back to the trailhead.  Not wanting to walk out in the dark, we reluctantly decided it was time to turn around and begin our return trip.


Another heart-pounding portion of the trail

The hike out was long, but uneventful.  Since I'd taken so many photos hiking in, my camera stayed in its bag and I put my nose the grindstone, concentrating on covering miles.  Hubby and I did so well on our return trek, we actually reached the parking lot well before sundown, with over an hour to spare!  Total distance traveled came to 13.9 miles and 1500 feet of elevation gain.  We certainly earned our post-hike beers!


A grand day!

I'm so glad I made the effort to return to Eagle Creek and make the hike to Tunnel Falls.  It was wonderful to see this unique waterfall once again after so many years.  Sadly not long after these two trips, the Eagle Creek trail became a casualty of a series of mid-December atmospheric river storms.  Torrents of water caused massive landslides and high winds toppled dozens of trees.  The damage was so severe, the Forest Service said it may take months before this trail is reopened.  So until I have the chance to hike here again, I'll just have to content myself with photographs from two memorable November visits.