So, here's a story. While we were packing up at Site 7, somebody came over and parked a car right across from it and left the engine running and the lights on. I thought that was odd. However, it all became clear when I drove out of Site 7. The guy practically burned rubber getting in right behind me. Site 7 was vacant for perhaps 30 seconds, if that. That's why it was a miracle for me to have received that gift on Monday. I will always be grateful. It was wonderful.
We took many hours to cover what most people drive in less than a hour getting down here to Salmon. We had a great epiphany at Dugout Dick's Place. We've been mystified about those giant rocks in the river. They are downright Easter Island-ish in their abject strangeness. Today we finally took the time to study them. They are part of an epic, unimaginable, gi-normous, incredible debris flow of epic and mass wastage proportions. As nearly as we can tell, a giant chunk of a quartz mountain simply exploded all at once and send those giant boulders flying like a major league baseball fast ball. Once I began putting the pieces of the puzzle together, it all became crystal clear and I walked around in utter amazement at the intergalactic force of it all. If there's not already a professional article or paper out about it, this event would surely be worth the attention of an established geologist. The photo below was taken in June when Josh and I were driving downriver during high water. You can click on the panorama to see a much larger version and scroll back and forth. Narrative continues below photo.
Have a great evening & Many Cheers, jp
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