In Central Oregon Fall seems to have gotten skipped over and we’ve moved directly to winter or at least the cold part. That said we took off for Summer Lake this morning hoping to catch some migrating waterfowl.
The weather was overcast with temperatures just above freezing as we drove south Fremont highway (US 31) past Fort Rock on to the high desert.
Took a brief side trip a few miles up USFS 2901, which would eventually take you to the rim of the cliffs that border the west side of Summer Lake. Snowy roads persuaded us to turn around before they got worse higher up.
The reserve at summer lake was packed with pre-wildfowl season RV’s, no people just their trailers.
The clouds broke up and we enjoyed some birding, highlighted by a trio of swans landing and paddling around just a few hundred feet away.








Explained in an earlier post, the expanse of land between home and western Montana is too much for a day’s drive and also a bit formidable in the blast of summer’s heat. Any route includes several hundred miles of desert driving through either Idaho or Nevada and eastern Oregon.
Few places on earth offer a more barren landscape than 


There is a loop drive through the park offering lots of different angles on the unique landscape.
A recent road trip was meant, primarily, as a shakedown for the Eurovan and us as campers. To date our “vanlife’ has been overnight fishing trips. Now, we are going to be on the road for a week or more.













We’d picked July because the Flyfishing Federation International meeting was in Bozeman.
Pretty much most national parks are not 









Been there and got the hat.