Started the second day heading out of Burns at about 0530 with coffee in hand and a morning goal of shooting the sunrise from the Buena Vista overlook on the road to Frenchglen.

“Sunrise:  A feast for the eyes”  Dewitt Jones

I have started so many days at about this same time looking at the inside of a gym so it was a heart filling joy to be on this rim watching the sun greet the world.

After the light came up and sort of washed out the scene we headed for the Central Patrol road which runs thru the Malheur NWR and while we saw a number of birds and other ‘critters’ none seemed real inclined to pose for a picture but I have some images to sort thru before I give up.  There is one of Turkey Vultures on a watch tower that Dave Hill shot a few years back that I think is a delight and I was happy to shoot it.

Breakfast at the Frenchglen Hotel – on the National Register of Historic Places – very tasty and prepared us for another go at the washboard north side road up Steens Mountain.  We made some stops along the way – one in particular at a stand of rather mature and twisted aspen that seemed to be natural dancers.  I will spend some time with that image later today and may post it.

On to the next major stop — Kiger Gorge.  This is a 5 shot panorama so be sure to click on the image for a view that will hopefully show you how impressive that place is.

Next stop was the east rim near the very top at approximately 9,500 feet elevation.  That bright band out in the distance is the playa on the Alvord Desert.

Driving down the south side of the loupe road the next stop was a view that allowed a shot up Big Indian Gorge – so impressive, IHMO.

We moved on and stopped for a lunch break at Fields Station followed by a visit with John Simpkins at Andrews ( — fun to see him again – and a stop at on the playa.  I have a couple of images from the playa that I have not worked up that mite be interesting.  Learned today that my friend Rose was on her land near the playa but I did not know that – would have stopped for a visit.

Long drive back to Burns for dinner and a somewhat more restful night.  Drove home the next morning across the High Desert and stopped in Sisters for breakfast and a nice visit with my friend Leslie.

I still have some more or less random images to work up and perhaps post but this post and the one before will give you an idea of the beautiful country I spent some time in.

Just some final thoughts from some recent reading.

“It is a commonplace of all religious thought, even the most primitive, that the man seeking visions and insight must go apart from his fellows and live for a time in the wilderness. If he is of the proper sort, he will return with a message. It may not be a message from the god he set out to seek, but even if he has failed in that particular, he will have had a vision or seen a marvel, and these are always worth listening to and thinking about.” ~Loren Eiseley

“Photographers, I hate to admit, contributed a great deal to the perception that the experience of the wild can be reduced to appearances—to feats of geography and weather, to qualities of light, to visually interesting arrangements, to juxtapositions of colors and patterns and textures and lines and shapes. But such a perception is tragically lacking. Not only does it fail to convey other dimensions of the wild experience, but it fails in a greater sense to inform viewers who have not had such experiences that these dimensions even exist, let alone that they may possess greater powers to transform a life than any image or number of images can. But photography is not alone in such failures. Even the so-called conservation movement, advocating the preservation of the wild, fails utterly to acknowledge, educate, and campaign for the experience of wildness in all.”  Guy Tal

I honestly hope that these images do not result in more people coming to this corner of Oregon so that wildness continues to define the place and allow for an experience of solitude that allows one to look inside.