Temporarily, of course. Although, whenever I visit the Pacific Northwest, I wonder why I have never moved there. Oh yeah, I’m never moving again. Sometimes I forget that very strong conviction.
The coolest thing I’ve done lately is to ride a jet boat up the Rogue River in Oregon. The company is called Jerry’s Rogue Jets, and it is The Best! Get your tickets soon, and request Kevin for your pilot. He is a grandson of Jerry and has been on the river since he was a wee lad. He knows everything about it, just everything. And, his dog Emma rode next to me the entire trip. Took the edge off missing Perkins, my sweet cat.
At the mouth of the Rogue River in Oregon, riding a Jerry’s Rogue Jets boat, going underneath the Patterson bridge. It is designed like my favorite bridge but instead of one arch, it has SEVEN!!It was cold, foggy, the boat was very fast, and I was flipping over this wonderful piece of architectural beauty.I can’t remember what this bridge was called, but we were thrilled to break into sunshine upstream from the very cold Gold Beach.All my river photos sort of look the same, beautiful scenery, eminently paintable. (“Eminently” is a cool way of saying “very”.)Too bad I couldn’t get in touch with the people who own this place along the Rogue River. I just know they’s want a California Artist with a business called “cabinart” to draw or paint this!
