a few weeks ago, my favorite cousin came out west from NYC to help me pack up and move back to Michigan. her help was invaluable.. so in an attempt to repay her (and to retain my last bits of sanity), we headed out to the coast. the sun through the mossy trees (did somebody say Fern Gully?) demanded that we stop at a pull off near the summit of the coast range..
her jaw dropped.
she saw the maaaagiiiicc. one more PNW convert.
we both swore that we would come back some day and build neighboring cottages on the banks of this river.