The year was 1995. It was about 80 degrees and the sun was shining. I was on my way to meet some family members for opening day of fishing season. Oregon is nice in late May, and I wanted to get there as quick as possible. I was travelling from Bend to an area about 20 miles away from Tiller up the South Umpqua River.
OK, so get this…we were driving on old rutted gravel roads far into the Bradshaw Mountains in the hot Arizona desert looking for this hiking trail that would take us... Read More
