Odds and Ends

I thought I would close out this series of posts on my vacation with some odds and ends. One evening, too late to really do anything else, we decided to go visit a World War II memorial built near a full size replica of Stonehenge. It was built on a bluff overlooking the Columbia River.

Although not particularly my cup of tea when it comes to things defined as "must see", I found it quite nice to wander around the inside looking out the various gaps in the rocks at the views.

Up on the high ground of The Dalles, there is an old building that remains of a long abandoned fort that is now a museum. The above is not that building. Above is an old cabin that belonged to the Anderson family that was taken apart log by log and moved onto the fort/museum grounds to house authentic historical items found in The Dalles. As it happens, my ancestor Henry Lincoln Kuck married a lady by the name of Minnie Anderson and although I don't know exactly how (on my list of research projects), I do know she comes from the same clan of Andersons. So we took a gander and met two local historians whom swapped stories of my Kuck ancestors with me for awhile, one of whom is sending me some more information on how my Anderson relates to the Andersons who built and lived in the cabin above.

One of several of Henry Kuck's saddles in one room of the Anderson cabin.

Early during our ride on Sasquatch Shuttles, we stopped at a well known and very luxurious rest area along the road. It was closed and the clouds around were still low from a recent rain when I snapped this photo. Later I returned and took photos when the clouds were much higher but I still like this one the best. Despite the freeway down in the valley below, it just shouts out to my exploration itch.

Our school bus drive with Sasquatch Shuttles told us about another waterfall that while labeled along the main road, was rarely visited despite a nice path down to it from the road. After we were back in our rental car, we drove to that falls, stopped and enjoyed some time with not another soul around. Just as we climbed back up the path to our car, three other vehicles in quick succession, having seen our car parked along the road, stopped and started down the path. 

Above is a glimpse of that waterfall backdropped by an old bridge that was nearby.