It was our first day trip in our new Honda Fit. A very nice autumn afternoon. We were traveling on Foothill Blvd, the road that folks use as a "beltline" around the congestion of Medford. And THERE THEY WERE! A large herd of Roosevelt Elk, about 2 miles from our home, munching their way across a prairie-like field. The main bull is towards the left of the photo...you can just make out his antlers. He spent much of his time chasing away the younger bull at the end of the herd on the far right. We were able to pull over and watch for several minutes, as did many folks who were as thrilled as us to see them. As you can see, they are nice and fat...much better looking than our deer population.
Jack took country roads that skirted the Evans Valley where we came across a large flock of wild turkeys on both sides of the road. This bunch of young was making lots of noise trying to cross over to get nearer mom and dad.
We came into the tiny hamlet of Wimer (pronounced why-mur) with the accent on the first syllable. Anyway, their claim to fame is the newly rebuilt covered bridge.
So I jumped out and snapped a couple of shots of the new car with the new old bridge.
We ended the day at the local DQ...soft ice cream cones dipped in chocolate, thank you very much!
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