Purely by coincidence, our route out of Oregon and into southern
Idaho had us traveling a large section of the historic Oregon
Trail today, as it pretty much follows U.S. 84. The
gorgeous, lush greenery and rushing waterfalls of the Columbia
River Gorge turned into miles and miles of golden-brown fields as
the highway (and Trail) veered away from the river towards the
southeast. But that was okay with us, since we'd been on
scenery overload for a while now, especially since hitting
the Oregon Coast.
Being mildly curious about the advertised 'historic wagon
wheel ruts' still visible from the mid- to late 1800s, when
hundreds of thousands of pioneers came this way looking for a
better life, we stopped off at one of the
numerous-yet-not-easy-to-find-or-plainly-marked interpretive sites.
It was pretty deserted; apparently, all the other tourists were
still at the beaches on the coast during these rare warm sunny
days we'd been having. It was a pleasant little shaded
trail, complete with those advertised wheel ruts and a display
out in the open right on the trail with a covered wagon and some
large bones, presumably (illustrative of) those of an oxen that
had perished along the way during the long trip west.
Caroline was impressed that they had not been stolen by previous
visitors/collectors. Then she wondered if a park ranger
goes out to the trail every morning with a big bag of bones and
refreshes the display...hmmmm.
The surprise of the day was our visit to the National
Historic Oregon Trail Interpretive Center, administered by the
National Parks Service (free admittance with our annual pass -
cha-ching!). Although our guide book touted it as the
must-see stop along the trail, we were unprepared for the
high-quality museum we encountered. Throughout the museum,
the story of the pioneers who traveled the Oregon Trail was told
with a life-size, diorama-type exhibit including real (taxidermied)
animals, such as oxen, horses, coyotes and a beaver
(historically dressed mannequins were used for the people -
darn!). The text was interesting and the entire display
was quite thought-provoking, making it easy to imagine the
travails the pioneers must have faced along their journey.
We definitely recommend a visit the next time you find yourself
passing through Baker City, Oregon!
After a couple more hours of driving, we found ourselves in
the pleasantly lush, green (lots of sprinkler-action!) and
neatly-kept, small city of Boise, ID, our stop for the night.
We scored yet another great Priceline deal at the local Doubletree Hotel
($53! - at least Boise has affordable hotels, the first we've
had in a while) and after some candle-lit patio dining (with
some of the slowest service ever) at the Bittercreek Ale House downtown, we
hit the clean, soft, white sheets in preparation for another day
on the road.
Scott prefers a tree-stump bench to a wagon ride
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Winding road through Oregon. We let our minivan pretend
she was in a car commercial.
Caroline contemplates a wagon ride at the National Historic
Oregon Trail Interpretive Center
Wagon display at the OT Interpretive Center
Boise, here we come! |