Oregon By Greyhound • The Larwood Bridge

The Journey Larwood Covered Bridge
Location LAT 44° 39′ 49.1″  N  LON 122° 44′ 26.8″ W 
Date March 13, 2009
Weather 54°, Mostly sunny
Distance 25.3  miles

Probably the most scenic bridge so far, the Larwood Bridge, like the Hoffman, goes over the Crabtree Creek. Probably the most unique feature, besides the beautiful bridge, is that the Roaring Fork River empties into Crabtree Creek. It is the only river that empties into a creek an oddity in U.S. geography and has even been listed in Ripley’s Believe It or Not.
Crystal and Karen pose by the creek.
Roaring Fork river.
A small community was established in 1888 known as Larwood. It had a store, a blacksmith shop and a post office. All that remains now is the Larwood covered bridge, built in 1939 and the old water wheel used to drive machinery.
Karen and Crystal are dwarfed by the size of the bridge.
Just up the river about a mile is the Roaring Fork Fish Hatchery. They were more than excited to receive a handout of “fish kibble.”

Oregon By Greyhound • The Hoffman Bridge

The Journey Hoffman Covered Bridge
Location LAT 44° 39′ 11.8″  N  LON 122° 53′ 25.2″ W 
Date March 13, 2009
Weather 54°, Mostly sunny
Distance 21.3  miles

Crystal drew the short bone again, actually she’s such a sneaky thing, she worked her magic crystal just so she could go again. Enjoying some affection by Crabtree Creek with Karen before she goes off to explore the latest covered bridge adventure.
Crabtree Creek is huge, it’s murky and it looks pretty deep and by the time it got to Hoffman Bridge, it was so peaceful.
Unfortunately, it was also home to garter snakes. Three snakes and it was time to move on to the next bridge.
Hoffman Bridge was built in 1936. It’s claim to fame are the two gothic windows on each side.
The timbers on the inside are hand hewed.
Karen and Crystal pose in front of the bridge before crossing back over the creek.

Oregon By Greyhound • Tell me your story


The Journey Black Rock, Oregon
Location LAT 44° 42′ 42″  N  LON 122° 43′ 08″ W 
Date March 7, 2009
Weather 46°, Partly sunny and cold
Distance 31.8  miles

This intriguing article was in the 2007 November December issue of Business Viewpoint. Hoping for an original building or two, we located the coordinates and headed that direction.
This is the only building that stood at Black Rock’s coordinates.

Danny was quite content and comfy and assured us that he had no desire to explore the abandoned building. He would much rather wait in the car and catch a few z’s.

Abandoned house, I wish your walls could talk. Your unknown story continues to haunt my mind. 
At some point in time, someone lovingly painted your exterior walls barn red, but only in the front.
They strategically planted ferns around your yard and Christmas lights still hang on the edge of the roof.
Your front door had been carefully locked, but the back door, protected from the elements with an overhang had been taken from its hinges. 
Karen headed that way to take a peek.
And then she was gone. Through the open door to explore your lonely and silent rooms.
Your family must have left in a hurry. Tools remained on the work bench and a wheelchair folded neatly by the door,  as if ready to go.
A garbage bag full of children’s books lay near the door. Was it accidently left behind in their rush to leave? Or perhaps the kids had grown up and outgrown the stories. How many children lived here? 
The weight of the heavy books left behind bowed the bookshelves over time. Seven editions of Websters Family Encyclopedia, The Parenting Advisor and a Bible remained.
A wood stove in each room kept the house warm and inviting during the cold winters, yet there was plenty of evidence that the house had electricity.
How young were the children that sat on the floor in front of your old wood stove, legs straight out in front of them with a book open in their laps?
Carefully placed in an old pot, a bunch of silk sunflowers still catch the sun rays in the kitchen window. Yes, I suspect the family that lived here loved their home very much.
Did the family live off of the land? A rusty old garden plow leaned against the rail next to the house.
An arrow is firmly planted in the pole that supports a once-upon-a-time extravagant bird house. Was the arrow used for target practice? Maybe it caught the evening meal or was used to warn against invaders crossing a private property line?
The bird house stands tall and empty, just like the house.
Was the outbuilding still standing when your family left? Did another family live there or was it a  shelter for cows or horses?
A single land-locked canoe rested in the grass. Was it used to float down the Little Luckiamute River?
We left you standing exactly as we found you, but I really want to know your story. You left so many pieces of your puzzle behind, but not enough to give us a picture. 
It will be up to us I guess, to try and fill in the pieces between.

Oregon By Greyhound • The Ritner Creek Bridge


The Journey Ritner Creek Bridge
Location LAT 44° 43′ 39″  N  LON 123° 26′ 30″ W 
Date March 7, 2009
Weather 46°, Partly sunny and cold
Distance 36.2 miles

Dear Mom,
Thank you for taking me on an adventure. But please, take just two extra minutes to print out the directions before we leave next time. I didn’t mind the extra long ride in the car, but a guy could get dizzy turning around so many times, you know what I mean? 
You remembered that the directions said about 3 miles south of Pedee. That was good. You bought a new Garmin GPS and that was good.
So we got to Pedee, drove one mile out of town, going south according to your new girlfriend Garmin… and you thought we were going the wrong way so a round we turn. Back through Pedee, about another mile and turn on a road that sounded familiar and felt to your internal compass like we were going south. I knew we were in trouble when you announced that you normally can’t find your way out of a wet paper bag.
So after about five miles, not three, but five miles you give into Garmin because she says we’re headed east. We turn around, go back the five miles and turn back onto the road to Pedee. Back through Pedee heading south according to Garmin and head down some gravel road for about a mile.
Fortunately for us, there was a kind traveler behind us and you asked him if he knew where the Ritner bridge was. “Go back to the paved road, turn right and it is about a mile south.”
‘Nuff said, if you had just paid more attention to Garmin, we would have been to the bridge 45 minutes earlier when the sun was still shining and I wasn’t dizzy from turning around so many times.
At last, the Ritner Creek covered bridge, in all of her glory.
The local community was quite proud of the wayside they had created.
Mommy K and I read about the bridge and then we were off to explore.
I had posed enough for pictures, I wanted to see what all of the fuss is with these creeks and bridges. Roxy came home from her adventures and I didn’t think she would ever shut up.
The portals, as they are called were a very interesting shape. It looked like it was a long way down to the creek from where we stould.

Yep, it is a long way down there, I was quite careful to keep my distance from the edge.
Ok momma Karen, we’ve seen the bridge, now where are we going?
Guess you’ll have to come back tomorrow to see the next stop on our adventure.

Oregon By Greyhound • The Hannah Bridge

The Journey Hannah Bridge
Location LAT 44° 42′ 42″  N  LON 122° 43′ 08″ W 
Date March 6, 2009
Weather 48°, Sunny
Distance 38.5 miles
Onward we go Roxy girl. Just a few more miles down this road and we should see another covered bridge. Why look, there it is, and a very pretty one at that.

Still traveled by car, it looks like not everyone pays attention to the height limits. If they did that kind of damage to the beams, what do you suppose the vehicle looked like when they reached the other side?
Well Roxy, it looks like Hannah’s claim to fame is that she is the youngest, built in 1936, of the five bridges that cross Thomas Creek.
 
Smile pretty for the camera Roxy girl.
Yes Roxy, we know there are three more bridges to see on this creek alone, but we have to go home and feed your friends. Maybe, just maybe you will be lucky and draw the short bone again.
Looking up from the creek, one last look at the Hannah covered bridge.


Oregon By Greyhound • The Shimanek Bridge

The Journey Shimanek Bridge
Location LAT 44° 43′ 01″  N  LON 122° 48′ 12″ W 
Date March 6, 2009
Weather 48°, Sunny
Distance 35 miles
Hark! I see a sign! Mom, quick follow that sign.
So a sharp left takes us to a road never traveled by us. Highway 226, out of Scio leads us to Richardson Gap Rd. A fairly busy farm road through the Shimanek Bridge, Oregon’s longest covered bridge span, 130′.
Mom, that seems to be a fairly busy highway, don’t get to close. That also looks like another really new bridge, where’s the history around this joint?

OK Roxy, we’ll run up for our picture, you’re a greyhound, we can go fast.
The sign says this bridge was built in 1966, you’re right Roxy, it isn’t that old. And yes, it has a story. 
They think the first bridge built at this location was in 1861, and the first covered bridge was built in 1891. In 1904 the county rebuilt the bridge, only to watch it take a trip down the river in 1921. Again, they built a replacement. It was damaged by high water in 1927 and replaced once again. 
In 1962 high winds blew trees into the fourth structure on this sight causing much damage. The bridge was destroyed soon after and in 1966 they built the fifth bridge on this location, painted it red and waited for you to walk across it Roxy.
Run Roxy, Run!

The current bridge matches the red paint, portal design and louvered windows of the bridge that was built in 1927. All of the old and best of the new.
Alrighty Roxy, it’s time, let’s follow that sign.
Tune into tomorrow for Roxy’s adventure part trois.

Oregon By Greyhound • The Stayton-Jordon Bridge

It’s Friday, it’s a sunny Friday, it’s a greyt day to play hookie! Shhhhhh, don’t tell our bosses.
This week it is Roxy’s adventure and what a fun afternoon we had.
The Journey Stayton-Jordon Bridge
Location LAT 44° 47′ 56″  N  LON 122° 47′ 13″ W 
Date March 6, 2009
Weather 48°, Sunny
Distance 16 miles
Look mom, this bridge is in great shape, especially since it was built in 1937.
Oh, but wait, there is more to the story.
Geez mom, even this plaque doesn’t tell the WHOLE story. The bridge was dedicated at it’s new location in June of 1988. What it doesn’t tell you is that on December 20, 1994 the bridge caught fire from Christmas lighting. What wasn’t destroyed by that fire was destroyed later by choice. In 1997 the citizens of Stayton rebuilt the bridge and dedicated it in September 1998.
Mom, I think the picture we want is over there.
Yeppers, that’s the picture.
Car’s this way mom. This is my adventure and we have places to go and bridges to see.
Come back tomorrow for Roxy’s adventure part deux.

Oregon By Greyhound • McMinnville

The Journey McMinnville
Location LAT 45.19°  N  LON -123.25° 
Date March 1, 2009
Weather 47°, Light rain
Distance 30 miles
Crystal, an avid greyhound adoption volunteer got wind of a new family in McMinnville and traveled via the GUV (greyhound utility vehicle) to screen their home. 
She started walking down the path under the bridge to find her entrance to the new family. Even though is was mildly rainy, Crystal is a true Oregonian and didn’t mind a bit in her search.
At last she reached the time travel tunnel. Ready to meet the new greyhound family, she ventured in.

Arriving sometime in early 1776, Crystal meets Ben, a kind older gentleman. After visiting with him for a while, Crystal gave Ben five paws up and recommended him for greyhound adoption.

Oregon by Greyhound • The Gallon House Bridge


The Journey Gallon House Bridge
Location Silverton, Oregon • LAT 45° 01′ 55″ N  LON 122° 47′ 55″ W
Date February 22, 2009
Weather 48°, overcast and starting to rain
Distance 13 miles

The name Gallon House was due to the bridge’s use as a “pigeon drop” for liquor at the north entrance. Operators at a liquor dispensary nearby sold “white lightening” whiskey by the gallon to Silverton residents. At the time, Silverton was “dry,” not allowing liquor to be sold in town, while Mt. Angel was “wet.”
Source: oregon.com



Crystal would like to give the bridge and the afternoon drive a 4 paw rating.