Sunday, June 8th

...We reached the orange flagging by the afternoon. A bend in the river was filled with light. Enormous Douglas Fir and Western Red Cedar trees swayed in the afternoon wind pushing downriver. Despite the largely successful efforts to decommission roads in the Fish Creek watershed, stands of Red Alder now flooding the old road beds bringing enriching nitrogen back to the soil, two of the original bridges remain over the river. The second has orange flagging tied to a tree beside it. The bridge is old and cracked, hardly suitable for carrying weight. Jenn and Adrian crossed the bridge and with my unsteady direction, headed towards Music Creek flowing into Fish Creek just upriver. Joan and I walked a few yards back to the east and followed the orange into the forest. The slope took off at a forty-five degree angle almost immediately...