I could have made this about Oregon's Crater Lake National Park, of course. Or the Oregon Coast, or Olympic National Park, where I did some memorable hikes in the 1980s. But I want to highlight the John Day Fossil Beds National Monument (even if it's not as good a fit for the letter) because until recently I didn't even know they were there.
We stopped for just a few hours last summer on our drive from the Canadian Rockies back to California, and even in the middle of the day (truly a rotten time for photography) they were spectacular. Not only were the museum and Visitor's Center great, but the geology and paleontology--wow! Take a quick tour.
There are four or five small sections in the National Monument, and we visited only two, though perhaps the two main sections. First was the Sheep Rock Unit, where the museum etc. are, as well as some of the fossil-bearing formations.
|That green-looking clay stuff was really green, and puddles were green, and the mud left to dry up after a rain was green.|
|I can't imagine how great this would be at sunrise.|
|If my memory serves, red is iron, but I can't remember what's yellow or the black streaks.|
|Even in midsummer, some flowers insist on blooming in the most unlikely places.|