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So I’m not going to make it to the coast this weekend, but I did manage to take a drive out along the Nestucca River road last Saturday.

I’ve never understood all of the hoopla about Oregon being so breathtakingly gorgeous.  The state has always looked to me like it was put together following some regulation checklist.  Snow-capped mountain?  Check.  Crystal-clear lake?  Check.  Dense green forest?  Check.  Rugged cliffs for Ocean to beat against?  Check. Lots of panoramic vistas, sure, but when you get up close you just don’t feel moved.  Like you’re staring at a postcard, is how Emily puts it.

A lake in Georgia might be murky and polluted, but that lake is dynamic.  It changes with the daylight, so there’s a whole pallette’s worth of difference between the lake you see on a summer morning and the lake you see at 5 pm in mid-October.  And the closer you get to it, the more nuance you see.

That crystal clear lake in Oregon just looks like a round bowl of clear water reflecting monochrome evergreen trees all day long in every singe season, no matter where you’re standing.

This is hard to explain well, and it probably has more to do with being raised on East Coast terrain than anything else.

But Goddamn if Oregon doesn’t have its moments:

There was a giant stag with 5-foot-wide antlers behind this fawn, but naturally he took off before I could focus the shot.  I’ve never understood why the does and fawns always stand closer to the road than the stags do.

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