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We took a little road trip down south this past weekend. We spent most of our time in Napa but headed out one morning for a walk in Yountville.
Today’s photo comes from my snowshoeing adventure a couple weekend’s ago. Although I’ve turned out at Rogue River Gorge Viewpoint on Highway 62 more than a dozen times over the years, I had never been to Natural Bridge Viewpoint before. The two are very close to each other, but Natural Bridge is a bit off the highway.
During winter you can’t get to the viewpoint via a car. That fact made this trek interesting for me. I was able to park in the normal turnout on Highway 62 even though the road (Rd 300 on Google maps) is not plowed. There was room for maybe three cars, but mine was the only one there on this day. From there I walked on snowshoes a little over half a mile to this location.
The Rogue River was higher than normal so the natural bridge in today’s photo isn’t that visible, but in person the scene was pretty spectacular. Water goes underground, through a lava tube, before exiting back into the Rogue River 250 feet downstream.

Dead Indian Memorial Road to Ashland with Wagner Butte in the distance
I enjoyed a lovely morning up on Buck Prairie yesterday. Snow had fallen overnight, the sun had come out, and the surface in the sunny areas seemed like it was covered in tiny diamonds. I was the first in snowshoes for the day. I was about the fourth car there. When I left, before noon, the parking lot off Dead Indian Memorial Road was packed.
I’ve flown into Medford dozens of times over the years (usually after dark), but two days ago, on our way back from Las Vegas (Sedona and the Grand Canyon), was the first time I’ve seen Medford look anything like this on an aerial approach.
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We headed up to Mt. Ashland for a walk in the snow on Christmas. Cars were streaming down the mountain as we went up. We hit the parking lot at about 4 which was also when the ski area was closing. It was beautiful, but not as beautiful as it became an hour later when the sun set. Nearly everyone was gone by then. At just 18°, and dropping quickly, I don’t blame them, but they missed the best scene of the day.