Jimmy and I are happy that the States of California and Oregon are next door to each other, mostly within a day's drive. Both have gorgeous coastlines and good people! We're fortunate to have friends who live in Oregon and who are willing to come see us and our quaint town -- new friends made through our overseas travels and our blogs. As they come here, so we go visit them. Win-win. We've become pals!
When Sheila, who lives in Bend, Oregon, wrote to say she'd be in town for a few days and would love to get together, we were delighted. This was a postponed trip from two years ago when COVID canceled everything. We were due for a visit (last time we saw her was in Switzerland in 2019). She was traveling with her hiking buddy, Leslie, and they'd be staying in a B&B near downtown Nevada City. We arranged to meet for dinner at Lefty's Grill on Sunday evening -- great food and conversation. The four of us decided to leave a day open for hiking ...
... agreeing to meet on Wednesday at nine in the morning. Yet, I tell you, by afternoon we wished we'd had an earlier start! Nevada City has had some warm weather, but we'd been in record-breaking territory for a couple of days, and it looked as though today would be the capper on heat. Nobody likes hiking in the heat. We did all right, but I think everyone was done in by the time we headed home.
Above you see me, Leslie, and Sheila in front of the covered bridge at South Yuba River St Pk. Jimmy and I hike these trails a few times a year and are always ready to come here. Besides, spring is wildflower time at this park, and the women were eager to see what was blooming. We were in for a treat today! This day we'd hike both the Point Defiance and Buttermilk Bend trails, roughly six miles.
But first was fish -- a whole school of fish in the So Yuba River.
Big fish. Trout?
It wasn't long before we spotted bloomers. I think we were all amazed at seeing wildflowers we'd not seen before, or at least not on these trails. L-R, Globe lily, Twining snake lily, and Sierra fawn lily.
Whoa, then there was this guy -- Western Fence Lizard.
Four pairs of eyes is much better than two. One of us was looking either up or down all the time, luckily, and Leslie spied this Bald Eagle at the confluence. Never saw a baldy in this park before (zoomed in).
The Yuba before the confluence appears placid and richly colored.
And the flowers just kept on coming! Top L-R: Dutchmans Pipe; Bowl-tube Iris -- lots of Iris. Bottom L-R: Foothill Shooting Star, California Saxifrage; and Zig-Zag Larkspur.
Leslie leads as we return to the Point Defiance trailhead down the green-green-green switchbacks. The oaks had leafed out and we appreciated the shade (any shade!). Leslie was followed by Sheila and Jimmy. My Jimmy is such a good sport. 💗
Yikes, I almost stepped on this fella! I think it's a Gopher snake. First time we've seen a snake next to the river. It turned tail when it saw Jimmy's foot. We spotted this guy on our way to eat our packed lunches on the other side of the river, between the two trails.
The beautiful aqua-blue South Yuba River,
decorated with masses of flowers on its banks.
Look at all the Narrow-leaf Lupines,
beauteous blooms!
I couldn't include all the photos of flowers, but here are a few more. It was a stellar wildflower hike. Top L-R: Canyon Dudlea (fixin' to bloom); Pretty Face. Bottom L-R: Chinese Houses; Woodland Star. Correct me if I'm wrong on idenification.
Tufted Poppies! A gazillion of them. How could anyone feel ill-humored around so much cheery color? Poppies and Lupines, what a combination! Purple and gold, Nannie!
Walkin' the Buttermilk Bend. Wishing for shade. When we reached the end of the trail, we zipped down to the river. Sheila and Leslie took off their lightweight over-shirts, dunked them till they were soaked, wrung 'em out a bit and then put 'em back on ... to cool off. I plucked a bandana from my pack and did likewise, draping it over my head and neck. The temp was 84°-85° (in March!), and the spring sun was hot and bright. At trail's end, one mile later, our wet cotton was dry.
Yes, the water level is low for this favorite river. Weather prognosticators offer little hope for needed rain/snow this late in the rainy season. But we can hope, anyway.
Sheila came to eat with us Wednesday night. (Leslie didn't make it.) We ate (hot dogs!) and talked, and it was nice to sit (really nice to sit) and plan more trips! By gum, we did, too! Sheila and Leslie pulled out the next morning, Oregon-bound, after what I can only assume was a good night's sleep! I know Jimmy and I were dead to the world early and didn't know a thing till eight the next morning. Thanks for coming, you two! We enjoyed your visit.
Plus, early next month we'll get to spend time with another fellow traveler. Aren't we the lucky ones?