Within a few weeks of beginning my new position in the Gorge, I received a phone call. It was Ms. Julianna Guy calling from Bellingham, Washington. Julianna had a special request. She was 87 years old, and before she died, she wanted to see a plaque at Vista House recognizing her father.
Julianna’s grandparents were Dr. and Mrs. Osmon Royal, and they had owned acreage at Crown Point (the site of Vista House) when they passed, in 1910 and 1912, respectively. An only child, Julianna’s father, Osmon Royal II, inherited the land from his parents.
Soon after, the City of Portland approached Mr. Royal about donating the land, and on November 2, 1914, Osmon Royall II along with three others gave land at Crown Point, each for the sum of “One Dollar … in consideration of the public good and benefit … for park purposes …” Osmon Royal II was just 22 when he made the commitment.
Although Julianna’s father passed when she was 10 years old, she said that her mother, Carolyn Merritt Royal, told her children of their father’s “donation and of the love they both had for Mt. Hood, Crown Point … and of their courtship on the hiking trails of the area.”
Today, nearly 100 years later, a plaque hangs in the recognition hall in the lower level of Vista House. It recognizes a total of eight land donors: November 2, 1914 — Lorens Lund, Mari Lund, Osmon Royal II, George B. Van Waters; January 16, 1915 — Sarah M. Cornell, Ivan R. Cornell, Edward C. Cornell, Maud Cornell. On July 27, 2014, Julianna Guy and twenty-six of her and Osmon Royal II’s relatives will travel to Vista House to see the plaque and pay tribute to their ancestor. And with the date nearing, I thought we all should, too.
Countless individuals and groups have contributed to the Vista House that we see today. Some, like Osmon Royal II, donated land. Some, like Vista House visitors, have donated money. Others, like the Friends of Vista House volunteers, donate time. All are invaluable.
So the next time you are at Vista House, I encourage you to visit the recognition hall. To stop, read names of the 320-plus donors, and consider what Vista House must have meant to each. And, then, perhaps, what it means to you.
DO YOU KNOW RELATIVES of land donors Lorens Lund, Mari Lund, Osmon Royal II, George B. Van Waters, Sarah M. Cornell, Ivan R. Cornell, Edward C. Cornell, or Maud Cornell? They are invited to meet the extended family of Osmon Royal II at Vista House on Sunday, July 27, 2014 between 10 and 11 AM (exact time TBD by the Royal family).
The other day, I was driving through one of our Oregon State Parks, and a sea of purple flowers caught my eye. Lupines. A towering field of the beauties in full bloom. I made a mental note to stop back with a camera.
Early that evening, I drove by a second time. I couldn’t help myself. I leapt out of the truck and headed straight for the field. An hour later, I emerged. Late for dinner and grinning from ear to ear. In 60 minutes, I traveled no more than 10 feet and took 100 photos. I had a million questions. I have been scouring my wildflower guides and the internet since, and rather than less, I now have even more. Although I know far more about the lupine than when I set off to study them, I find now that I feel like I know less than ever. So goes the journey of discovery.
Below is the condensed version of what I found:
Lupine, the Plant
A Closer Look at Flowers
Most of us, when we go to Latourell Falls, pull off the Historic Columbia River Highway into the parking lot, walk the 25 yards or so to the viewing point, snap a few photos, and then jump back in our vehicles to zoom off to the next waterfall. I’ll admit, I’ve done this very thing numerous times.
A few of us walk down to the base of the falls and then wind around under the Highway to find ourselves in some weird park we’ve never seen before and then scurry back to where our vehicles are parked. I’ve done this, too.
Even fewer of us do what I (after rangering for nearly 7 years in the waterfall wonderland of Silver Falls) now highly recommend. Which is this: Park at Guy W. Talbot State Park on the north side of the Historic Columbia River Highway just west of Latourell Falls (follow a state park shield with a picnic table) – technically, Latourell Falls is IN Guy W. Talbot, but few know this or park here. Use the very nice restroom if needed. Follow the braided, paved path uphill, keeping right.
What you’re about to do is hike the Latourell Falls loop backwards.
Backwards, you ask? Yes. Here’s why. If you’re willing to hike 2+ miles, it is worth it to see the upper and lower falls at Latourell – most of us, as I mentioned, only see the lower falls and miss out the upper. Waterfalls, as we all know, are quite a treat. So, for this (and I’d argue, all) waterfall hikes, do the work first – hike uphill in the forest first, and then, as you wind downhill, you’ll be rewarded with first the upper falls, and, finally, the lower falls. A couple more hundred yards, and you’ll be back at your vehicle. And a nice restroom.
I just hiked the loop backwards (having already completed frontwards) and confirmed, at least for myself, that it is the best direction. And don’t worry, your forested hike up has a few things in store for you, too. Take a look . . .
Join us for Vista House’s Birthday celebration on Sunday, May 4th from 11 AM to 3 PM.
A second, smaller celebration will take place on Monday, May 5th – the day of Vista House’s dedication.
Recently, I visited the Pittock Mansion in Portland for the first time. A fascinating building, one of the things I was struck by was the similarity between Pittock Mansion and Vista House. Marble interior, sandstone exterior, mahogany woodwork . . . the buildings have the same sort of geometric lines and ornate flair. Undoubtedly, the same movers and shakers that were behind the Historic Columbia River Highway and Vista House were in the same circles as those in Portland. It’s a microcosmic era of architecture in a sense. And now, at both Pittock and Vista House, nearly 100 years later, the doors are open to all and visitors are traveling from afar, piling into these grand buildings, and standing for a moment in awe.
The other morning, as I was putting on my park uniform, I was thinking about Pittock Mansion and Vista House. And instead of wondering what everyone must see and think as they enter the doors, I started to think about the Vista House building, itself. What has Vista House seen since its opening? How have things changed since 1918? As we all know, if you spend enough time with an inanimate object (today, typically, a vehicle, computer, or phone) eventually, you gain a “sense” of that object—it begins to take on a personality of its own. Buildings, especially those with a rich history, are no different. Spend enough time with Vista House—wash her floors, scrub her toilets, patch her leaks, paint her walls, and set her clock—hang out with her through howling winds, torrential downpours, and stunningly silent sunrises and sets—and you start to get a sense of Vista House.
So, as we prepare to celebrate her birthday on May 5, imagine with me. What has Vista House seen over the past 96 years? What was life like in 1918?
Our U.S. history course remind us that in 1918, WWI came to a close on the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month—taking 16 million lives in four years. The Flu Pandemic of 1918 took three times as many (50 million) in less than a year. As for every-day life, we Vista House fans know that in 1918, cars were becoming increasingly common as were the roads they traveled upon—although trains remained the primary mode of transportation.
In 1918, people relied on telegraphs and letters for their main communication. Telephones existed, but were expensive and unreliable. Radio existed, but commercial broadcasts did not. Americans spent their free time at roller rinks, pool and dance halls, movie theaters, and saloons. Films were silent and about 20 minutes in length.
In 1918, life expectancy was 53 years for men, 54 for women. Women began stepping outside of the home, working as teachers and secretaries; some, for the war effort, took traditionally male jobs in factories. Soon, women would be given the right to vote. Sports fans could tell us that the Boston Red Sox won the World Series in 1918 and wouldn’t do so again until 2004. In July of 1918, revolutionary Nelson Mandela, President of South Africa and recipient of the Nobel Peace Prize, was born. Mandela passed just last year.
Nearly 100 years. I can only begin to imagine all that Vista House has seen since her doors first opened. And all of the work that has been done to keep them open.
Here’s to Vista House—Happy Birthday; to you—“Thank you”; and to another 96-plus years of service for all of us.
A couple of us rangers are attending the PCTA Trails Skills College in Cascade Locks this weekend and couldn’t help but to stop and ID the flowers.
Near Tooth Rock Trailhead:
Rangers have been hiking the Gorge on their work and free time and capturing fantastic shots of wildflowers.
Here’s the first round from the “Crown Point of the East”:
Rowena Crest and Tom McCall Preserve
I still remember my first spring in Oregon. I was surprised by (and called home to report about) three things:
One, Oregonians mow their lawns if it has been rain-free for a mere few hours, and they do so in their rubber boots. As kids, we all had to mow our corner lot back in Iowa. And, according to Papa’s rules, you did not mow unless it had been dry for at least 24 hours – 48 was preferred. “Papa! They are mowing during something called a ‘sunbreak!’ And they’re wearing galoshes!”
Two, the weather is completely unpredictable. It will be sunny one moment, sprinkling the next, spitting hail for ten minutes, and then turn sunny again. I had two near-bouts with hypothermia during spring longs runs out in the Willamette Valley countryside before I figured out that I had to dress in extreme layers.
Three, there are more rainbows (and double-rainbows) out here than I have ever seen in all the years of my life. I remember when my college friend, Jack, came out for a visit. We went to the Mt. Angel Abbey on a beautiful spring day. It sprinkled, then it hailed, and then sprinkled again. “Just wait,” I whispered, “This is rainbow weather.” And, sure enough, a rainbow appeared as the sun broke through a hole in the clouds.
It was spring. And, in the Valley (and the Gorge), spring means Rainbow Season.
Here are some recent beauties taken by rangers and friends in the Gorge area.
While many of us were wrapping up our yard work, our barbeques, and our walks under Saturday evening’s setting sun, volunteers from Rose City Astronomers and Vancouver Sidewalk Astronomers were just coming out to play.
March 22 marked Rooster Rock State Park’s first Star Party event for 2014. Organized by OMSI in partnership with Oregon State Parks, Rooster Rocks holds seven “Star Parties” throughout the year between the spring and fall equinox. This past weekend, over 200 visitors joined volunteer astronomers along the Columbia River to look at constellations, nebulas, and Jupiter with its moons. It was a spectacular evening.
Never been to a Star Party? You still have six more chances!
Here are some tips and things to know:
- Know before you go. Star Parties may be cancelled due to cloud cover and/or high winds. Call the OMSI hotline to confirm: 503.797.4000. Press #3, then #5.
- Arrive around dusk and well before dark. This will give you a chance to find parking, restrooms, and a place to lay out your blanket.
- Bundle up. Warm days can be deceiving; bring a winter coat, hat, gloves, and maybe a hot drink!
- Bring stargazing gear. A flashlight with a red lens (or red cellophane) is a must for walking around in the dark – white light ruins your (and everyone’s) night vision. Personal telescopes and binoculars are welcome. Star charts are also a nice addition – paper copies are available at the event.
- Expect to pay $5 for parking. While the event is free, Oregon State Parks still requires a parking permit. $5 for a daily, $30 for an annual, $50 for a 2-year.
- Begin with the talk! Just after sunset, you can join us for a presentation and get lowdown the event and the current viewing highlights.
- Visit each ‘scope. Volunteer astronomers bring their telescopes and their knowledge to Star Parties, and they love to share. It’s simple. Walk up to a person with a telescope, ask what they’re looking at, what it is, and if you can take a peek. Never seen where stars are born? This is your chance.
Lay back, and enjoy! Star Parties are a great chance to relax with friends and family. Grab a star chart, get out your red flashlight, lay back, and map out the night sky. Find the Big Dipper, the North Star, your zodiac sign, or make up your own constellations. Contemplate the stars, the Columbia River, the Gorge, and the Universe.
Upcoming 2014 Star Parties
At Rooster Rock & Stub Stewart State Parks
- April 19
- May 10
- June 2
- July 12
- August 12
- September 20
Special events at Milo McIver State Park
- April 14 (Lunar Eclipse – Milo McIver ONLY)
- October 8 (Lunar Eclipse – Milo McIver ONLY)
We hope to see you there!
For more information and other events, visit the OMSI website: https://www.omsi.edu/starparties
Literally. Why? Four words: Ice. Age. Mega. Floods.
As an Interpretive Ranger, the story of the Missoula Floods is one of my favorite geologic tales to tell. It’s action, drama, and mystery all rolled into one. And in the Gorge, we’re right in the thick of it.
If that were not enough, the Missoula Floods (sometimes referred to as the Bretz Floods) also sheds scientific light on a handful of my favorite movie characters – Scrat, Manny, Sid, and Diego. Ice Age II: The Meltdown, anyone? While obviously intended to be a children’s animated comedy and adventure, there are some nuggets of truth in The Meltdown.
Ice age dams are real. And so is their bursting. And it happened right here, in the Columbia River Gorge, around 15,000 years ago . . . depending on how you count.
Want the hear the adult version of this cataclysmic story? Come to a FREE talk this Sunday, March 23, 2014 at 2 PM in Troutdale, Oregon at the Barn Museum, 732 E. Historic Columbia River Highway. The Friends of Vista House are partnering with the Troutdale Historical Society to host a free, open to the public talk by Jim Urbaniak (president of the Oregon Agate and Mineral Society) on the Gorge Mega Floods.
Have questions? Contact the Troutdale Historical Society at 503-661-2164 or email email@example.com.
Want to know more about the Ice Age Mega Floods? Check out the Ice Age Floods Institute webpage http://www.iafi.org/
A few days ago, I set out to explore Lewis & Clark State Recreation Area. Literally less than 1 mile from my doorstep, I had yet to visit this seemingly benign park in the West Columbia Gorge Management Unit. A parking lot, a restroom, a boat ramp, an interpretive nature trail . . . I was sure 45 minutes would suffice.
2 1/2 hours later, I emerged back in civilization muddy, sweating, hand tingling from a wrestling match with stinging nettle, and glowing from the aftermath of an unforeseen adventure. I did not walk through the parking lot, did not use the restroom, visit the boat ramp, or wander the interpretive trail. No, I discovered Broughton’s Bluff.
Broughton’s Bluff is in Lewis & Clark State Recreation Area – it’s the cliff and ridge to the east. It’s actually the geologic dividing line between the Willamette Valley to the west and the foothills of the Cascades to the east. And it’s named after an explorer. Nothing to do with the park’s namesakes of 1805, Lewis & Clark, but, rather, a British naval officer, Lt. William Robert Broughton who explored the Lower Columbia in 1792 and navigated up as far as the entrance to the Gorge – “Broughton’s Bluff” – named after him in 1926. (He was also the guy who and named Mt. Hood – for Lord Samuel Hood, another British naval officer.)
Although not well-advertised, you can get your own explorer on and visit Broughton’s namesake. A steep, braiding, slippery trail winds you through mossy green boulders as you skirt around basalt walls until you can make a v-line for a ridge and scramble to the top.
Be forewarned, this trail is not for the faint of heart (or the fear of height or the young of age). It’s steep; drop-offs are severe and unforgiving; and the trail surface includes stairs, roots, and boulders the size of small cars – all of which are coated with moss and mud. Falling would not be pretty.
If you’re wondering about the fitness level required, know that it is most used by rock climbers. Rather than a day-hiking trail, Broughton’s Bluff is best known for its climbing routes sprinkled along the basalt cliffs – again, not for the faint of anything – climbing equipment and experience required here!
I came out relatively unscathed, but not without waxing my knee on a rock, scraping up mud with my butt, and bracing my hand on a stinging nettle plant – never done that? It’s like shaking hands with a wasp.
Besides the adventure and the views, spring (and the fact that it was all warm, sunny, and windless!) also made this hike. Five different wildflowers graced the trails – early blue violet carpeting the Sandy’s banks, Indian plum hanging along the trail, oaks toothwort just opening all nestled in the groundcover, chickweed hiding among the boulders, and then a surprise red-flowering currant bursting from behind a Douglas fir.
For those of us who love wildflowers, each sighting is like a reunion with an old friend – remembering names, followed by big hellos and so-good-to-see-yous, recalling the last time you met, and concluding with photos ops for Facebook. Greeting the Townsend’s chipmunk and Rufous Hummingbird was no different. A reminder that spring is on its way, and the forest is filled with familiar faces.
Next up? Another trip to Lewis & Clark State Recreation Area. This time to drop by Sandy’s edge, wander the interpretive nature trail, read up on Lewis and Clark’s 1805 visit, and check out the facilities. And perhaps pay homage to the explorer Lt. William Robert Broughton with a quick jaunt up to the base of the basalt columns.