The Girl and The Guy took Little Turtle to Opal Creek! It was really fun, even if they were a little nervous about being able to find the place (since The Girl had only been there once or twice before and she has a terrible sense of direction). The cabins were great; it was even fun losing power because of low water flow a couple of times, and The Girl got to show off her amazing wood stove skills. Highly recommended if you have a pan with a nice thick bottom you can bring – the stove was gas-powered and everything they tried to cook on it burnt horribly.

Just a quick scramble underneath the bridge, and Little Turtle gets to take a break next to this lovely clear pool. The Girl didn’t even have to hopscotch out into the river to take this photo, which is the last in this series from the Santiam River in Oregon. Thanks for visiting!

This bridge isn’t even all that high, thank goodness. Little Turtle may have been on many high bridges, but he’s still not used to anything higher than his perch on The Girl’s alarm clock. But it’s a very nice view of the north fork of the Santiam River, at least, and The Girl’s father is in this photo. Hi, papa!

Phew, The Girl didn’t fall through the pile of rusty metal and rotting wood! Apparently she decided to tempt fate by clambering out to the edge of another waterfall. And what’s more, she brought Little Turtle out there with her! Great. Just great. But why is she telling him not to look right?

Dear everyone, please save Little Turtle. The Girl’s insistence on getting out as far into a river as possible has left him all but stranded! This is the same rock he was on yesterday, but this time, you can see The Girl’s foot. Yesterday’s photo was taken thanks to the extraordinary flexibility of a) The Girl and b) the camera The Guy gave her, allowing her to bend over sideways and backwards to take a photo with the lens sticking out from underneath her own knee and still focus and aim the shot.