Mid October was our time to be in Eugene for Ray's blood tests. Before arriving in Eugene we traveled up the Santiam River where we saw our first brilliant colors. Of course Salalie Falls is beautiful any time of the year and we enjoyed the stop. While in Eugene we did a few projects getting Mom's place ready for the winter. With the
house projects in order and the results of the blood tests excellent, we decided to celebrate. Luckily we had beautiful fall weather for a trip into the Cascades. We packed a lunch and started up the Mackenzie Pass, enjoying a picnic at the Leaburg fish hatchery. After lunch we traveled past Blue River where we turned south past Cougar reservoir and then followed the minor pass towards Oakridge on the Willamette Pass. Along the way we were treated to lots of fall color along the rushing streams. When we came out at Oakridge we found a covered bridge that u
sed to connect the town with the mill. The mill is no longer in operation and the railroad that used to transport logs to the mill has dis
appeared but they have converted the rail line into biking and hiking trails. It was getting late so we had to head on toward Eugene but we will have to return with our hiking boots or bikes to enjoy the trails that loo
ked inviting.
Mid October was our time to be in Eugene for Ray's blood tests. Before arriving in Eugene we traveled up the Santiam River where we saw our first brilliant colors. Of course Salalie Falls is beautiful any time of the year and we enjoyed the stop. While in Eugene we did a few projects getting Mom's place ready for the winter. With the 
house projects in order and the results of the blood tests excellent, we decided to celebrate. Luckily we had beautiful fall weather for a trip into the Cascades. We packed a lunch and started up the Mackenzie Pass, enjoying a picnic at the Leaburg fish hatchery. After lunch we traveled past Blue River where we turned south past Cougar reservoir and then followed the minor pass towards Oakridge on the Willamette Pass. Along the way we were treated to lots of fall color along the rushing streams. When we came out at Oakridge we found a covered bridge that u
sed to connect the town with the mill. The mill is no longer in operation and the railroad that used to transport logs to the mill has dis
appeared but they have converted the rail line into biking and hiking trails. It was getting late so we had to head on toward Eugene but we will have to return with our hiking boots or bikes to enjoy the trails that loo
ked inviting. 
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