Rain is coming tomorrow, so we decide to use our fabulous sunny day and explore the ranch we are living on. That's Adam, our host, out there bringing in the hay.
Once again, we've found something like a private national park lodge.
There are many comfy corners to hang out in.
Any respectable ranch has to have a Wall of Odd Instruments.
This one has us completely perplexed.
Yes really, a runway runs through the property.
The mailbox at the bottom of our driveway.
There are many signs - you may need to get creative to figure out what they say.
There are some particularly unique rules here.
Swamp bashing.
Swamp.
The colour of grass - yes it is Oregon but not THAT kind of grass!
Russ is trying to sense which way and when the big storm will arrive. Emma just wants to get back to the ranch for snacks.
The cows always come home to their little shack by the John Day river.
The mighty John Day River.
Our private airfield. Really. Collins Landing Strip FAA LID: 04OR. Check it out.
This might be my only day for sunstreaks due to weather - both cameras are outside today.
At first we thought it was an alien spy pod - watching our every move - turns out it's just a very sophisticated bug zapper - plugged into the remnants of an old electric fence. Ranchers will do most anything when they need a solution to a problem.
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