The WallWOWas

One day, as I was perusing the internet, I came across an article entitled “The Seven Wonders of Oregon.” So I opened the page and looked at the Seven Wonders of the state I call my home. One of the Seven Wonders was a place called the Wallowas. It’s a range of mountains in Northeastern Oregon, often referred to as the “Alps of Oregon.”

“Hmm,” I thought, “Someday, I want to go there.”

Well, a few days ago, I went. Along with my brother, Ben. We backpacked in the Eagle Cap wilderness the first night, and the second night we camped in a campground beside Wallowa Lake.

And, I declare, I saw some incredibly amazing views, both in the mountains, and on the drives to and from the mountains. I’m thinking they should rename the Wallowas the WallWOWas.

But backpacking, man, I don’t know if it’s my thing. My shoulders have never been so sore before. It was a lot of fun, though, and, like I said, the views were amazing.

Why don’t you just look for yourself?

The view from where we spent the first night.
Another view from the first night’s camping spot.


Wallowa Lake, where we spent the second night.
One of the views from the drive home. I don’t know exactly where this was though…somewhere between Enterprise and the Columbia River Gorge.

The [gorge]ous Columbia River Gorge
Well, that’s it for today, folks. I’m off to check out the rest of the Seven Wonders of Oregon. Let’s hope the others are as great as the Wallowas.


The Conquering of the South Sister

“I’m thinking of organizing a youth group hike up the South Sister. Would that be something you think people would enjoy?” Ben asked me one day.

“I think so,” I replied, “At least, I would probably enjoy it.”

So yesterday, 10 of us young folks packed our backpacks with food, water, and extra socks, and prepared to hike Oregon’s third highest mountain. But nothing could prepare me for the astonishing beauty and extreme exhaustion of the whole thing.

When we started out, I was really pumped, but that feeling faded after about the first mile.

Ellie and Sharina were pumped too, but also very cold.

I won’t go into the details of how grueling the hike was, but I will say that I have absolutely no idea how I actually made it to the top.

Sharina wasn’t as into the selfie-taking as Ben and I were.
But Ellie was a great selfie buddy…
…And a great hiking buddy, along with Javen, who graciously tolerated our frequent stops to catch our breath.
Eventually, we reached the top, tired, but victorious.

All in all, it was a great experience, but one I don’t think I ever want to experience again, due to all the aches and pains I’ve been experiencing today. Still, I think every Oregonian ought to do it at least once in their life time.

What was the hardest hike you’ve ever done? I’d love to know.


The Great Name Change

Every time I do the Month of Posting with Emily and Mom, I determine that I will definitely get back into blogging again, and I will post almost every day, and life will be hunky-dory. And then I never do.

So I started thinking, “Why am I not posting at all anymore?” The answer consists of two things. First, I’m scared that if I write about the things I’m thinking, especially on subjects that actually matter, that everyone will read it and think “Wow, this stupid little 17 year old has no idea what she’s talking about. She’s way too young and naive to know anything about life!”

The second reason I keep not blogging is that I felt like my blog title/theme no longer represented who I was.I started it up 4 years ago as a 13 year old who loved anything having to do with insects, and today, I feel like it no longer gives a picture of who I am as a person. So, folks, I’ve changed my blog title.

And, I declare, trying to find a new blog title was quite the experience! First I hit up google with the question “What should I name my blog?” and google answered with articles that said things like, “Your blog name has to appeal to your target audience,” “Your blog name has to represent who you are and everything your blog is about,” and “Look at blogs that you consider competition and use them for your inspiration.” But the thing is, I don’t consider myself to have competition in the blogging realm, I don’t know who my target audience is, and I barely even know who I am, let alone what sort of things can represent who I am.

So I ended up asking people for advice, and I thought about it a lot, and my mom tried to convince me that I didn’t need to have an identity crisis over the whole thing,and she was the one who suggested I use a line from a poem. Eventually, I settled on the title I wanted. “Here Shall The Wild-Bird Sing.” It’s a line from the poem “Woodman, Spare That Tree” by George Pope Morris. In case you’ve never read the poem, I’ll link it here

And who knows, maybe after 4 years, I’ll decide I need a different title again, but until then, this one should work just fine.