While doing some file maintenance, I came across a folder of photos from a trip back in April of ’17 that I had barely looked through and had mostly forgotten about. While I didn’t really succeed in getting to any of the places I wanted, there was still some interesting things going on.

I took a took a trip into the Coast Range only to end up on Plan D and still found some good results thanks to my trusty salamander pond.


Here’s a cow crossing the road on a sharp corner. Some say it’s still wandering.


A small waterfall along Burnt Mountain Road.


Plan A was Brummit Valley Falls, a really obscure, small waterfall tucked down the side of a cliff. I came in from the top, thinking I could pick my way down. This was not the case, as I found a massive drop at the precipice. After taking a peek at the steep terrain leading to the bottom further down, I decided to give it a fuller shot on another day.

Plan B was Doerner Fir, arguably the largest Douglas Fir in the world and inarguably the world’s tallest non-redwood tree. With a circumference of over 11.5′ and a height of 327′, it’s a monster. It had been quite a few years since I had been in there, so I thought it would be good to return.


The hillside decided otherwise. The area is prone to landslides and one just around the corner had limited access to the trail for a year or two. This slide is pretty fresh and I sat hoping it wouldn’t be another year or two before it is cleared out.

Just before this is a nice little roadside waterfall.


I’ve been here a number of times over the years and it’s always a pleasant experience. However, it’s a 50-yard walk from the car that doesn’t really satisfy my competitive spirit.

Nearby, there is a small stream with a waterfall hidden on it, and that was Plan C. It was swampy going. Then I climbed a difficult 10′ tall logjam only to see this:

A continuous logjam a few hundred yards long without any real room to skirt along either side.  Even on the best days, this is dangerous and slipping to a nasty injury is more like a matter of “when” than “if”.  All I knew of the waterfall ahead was that it was pretty and not all that large.  I can see that in places where a broken leg isn’t a probably outcome.  This was a bit more than I felt like taking on for the day.  And by “day”, I mean “ever”.  So I tried for Plan D…


I would have liked for the facing photo to be a bit clearer but you can really only stick the camera in the water, aim a little, and hope for the best.


As scenes go, you can’t ask for more from a small sump near a road. It has fairly clear, sandy bottoms, intermittent degrees of vegetation, and the sun reflects the water well. Additionally, the ground slopes gently into the water along an entire side of the pond, which allows for easy access. It is easily the best pond I’ve found for this type of thing. Some negatives not shown that also populate the water: beer cans, shooting targets, and goldfish. Someone emptied their fish tank here and the goldfish population has increased immensely over the years.


This newt saw my bright orange camera, came all the way over to investigate, bumped the camera, then drifted off.


I feel like I need to dedicate myself to just spending a few hours here instead of using as a stop while going from one place to another. This may include a raft and cleaning the garbage out.