Our little cabin

Dinner on the porch

A post prandial romp

Kobe chooses a bed

My beautiful river is right behind the cabin — and down, straight down, and oddly inaccessible from Champoeg.  Hard to imagine why our pioneer forebears chose this spot for the provisional government of the soon-to-be new State of Oregon.  Clearly, they had wagons and horses and not river boats.

Even in 2013, after scouting the bank from kayaks all along the bank this summer, we find no access.