The rail lines connected the communities in this region, but only Salem's remains a passenger stop.
We were tempted, but since a birthday lunch was planned for later in the day we fought the urge.
The local farmers didn't disappoint. Hops!
We were uncertain what these were until we got up close. They turned out to be metal shavings from the rail line.
We all stood in awe of the whole horizon being filled with waterfowl. This was but a small section of the massive flock.comments powered by