Southern Oregon Mountains, I-5
So we’re off on another adventure, going south to escape the winter (we hope). We changed our driving routes about 10 times before deciding that winter was everywhere south/east/southeast, and so we might as well go to Ashland, Oregon, straight south to the edge of the Siskiyou Mountains. That way, if we got snowed in, the food would be edible and there might even be some plays to see.
We lunched in Oakland, off I-5 near Sutherlin, because it has a charming historic district of about 15 old (1890′s) brick buildings, all built at the same time (and probably same architect and bricklayers) because the older town, of wood, had burned down. The brick bank building is for sale, but Tolly’s Cafe, where we ate, is thriving.
I took some photos of the old bank and other buildings, but I especially liked the alley across the way from Tolly’s:
Passing the time while traveling is a test of one’s inner resources. One of my tricks today was to see if I could photograph, through the windshield, a classic “S” curve, the sort of compositional scheme painters often look for. This was trickier than I thought because we were traveling at interstate speed so the S’s disappeared quickly. I managed just one.
We are now in Ashland, scheduled for a play this evening, and Jer has just come back from a walk to Safeway, having discovered along the way that a movie we didn’t get to see in Portland is playing here tomorrow. So I think we will stick around for a bit, even if the roadway is clear and dry. –June