I have lived in Oregon for a little over 10 years now and I’m always amazed with vibrant fall colors of the Pacific Northwest. I had the opportunity to go camping with my family a week ago at Silver Creek Falls. I couldn’t pass it up. My wife, Julie, and I headed out early on Saturday, photo equipment in hand. By the time we arrived at the campground, we only had an hour or two before the rest of family arrived. We headed down the trail and, switchback and switchback, I would see other photographers set up, clicking away. They were probably out there at the break of dawn. Luckily, there was still good light to get a few good shots, mainly thanks to the cloudy skies that dispersed the light. We only had time to check out the first waterfall out of the 10+ main waterfalls in the park. I chose my spots and started shooting. We stayed down near the waterfall for a little over an hour before heading back up. The photos looked good on the LCD screen of the camera; I was excited to see them on the big computer screen.
As I now sit here, about to post a few of the photos from the trip, I listen to some mellow folk music that go well with these photos. It makes me appreciative of the area where I live. Out of the few shots that were the likes to my eyes, the shot of the bridge over the creek without the waterfall is my favorite.
The rest of the camping trip was spent with the family at the campground, enjoying our time together. Julie and I went back to the same waterfall with Julie’s brother and our twin nephew and niece, who are 6. It was great to see the excitement of the twins when we hiked into the beautiful landscapes that Oregon has to offer. I hope the excitement of being in nature lasts for them as it does me.