Visit this breathtaking space, “wash your spirit clean.”
Today’s take-away: the value of shadows, and detail.
Visit this breathtaking space, “wash your spirit clean.”
There is a Preserve in far northeast Oregon, on the plains above the Imnaha River and north of the Wallowa Mountains, where the native prairie is windswept and gorgeous and inspiring.
This is the Zumwalt Prairie Preserve, created in 2000 by the Nature Conservancy, a portion of which is now designated as a National Natural Landmark by the US Dept of Interior. It is one of the last and largest remnants of the native bunchgrass prairie that covered vast areas of the western states for millennia. There is very little of it now. The Conservancy works with a broad array of partners including local ranchers, looking for creative management practices to preserve what remains, and more.
They've also opened up parts of it so ordinary folks can walk this special place.
I got to travel here in October, on three solo day trips while camping with my husband & family in the Wallowa-Whitman National Forest north of here. This was my first time to both Zumwalt and Wallowa-Whitman, privileged to spend a week with my in-laws who have been hunting off Chesnimnus Creek every year for 60 years.
I didn't know what I would find at Zumwalt. I'd hoped there might be trails, but I would have settled for whatever I could see from the road. How lucky I was! Not only were there trails, but they were easy to find, each about 2 miles, with gentle slopes, photogenic charm, perfect weather, and an utter quiet and stillness I have not experienced for a long, long time.
I'll begin from the Buckhorn Overlook, about 20 miles north of Zumwalt Preserve. This is where I started my day.
While most folks drive up to Zumwalt from the south (from Enterprise or Joseph), I drove down from the north. So, instead of having the Wallowas to my back, I drove straight toward them.
I'm still kind of reeling with how jaw-drooping this approach to Zumwalt was. Turns out that NF Road 46 becomes Zumwalt-Buckhorn Road, the main access to the Preserve. Even though of course countless others have traveled this road before me, it felt to me like I was discovering the moon. And for the vast emptiness-of-humans that this place was, in this particular sliver of time, I kind of was!
I hit the breaks when I saw this sign (below). I parked my rig and checked it out. Clearly, I was welcome here.
I headed out to look over what the map told me was Pine Creek.
My initial intent was not to stray too far from my vehicle. But, there was this pretty creek down in that valley, and What was that circle of something down there...?
The circle of "what is that?" kept drawning me forward.
Turns out these fences are part of what signs stated are deer and elk protections for aspen stands and riparian areas. I studied their design, as I need deer protection at home and was curious how the wildlife managers did it here. I noted these fences were not particularly tall, but they did have width. And those horizontal slats, angled as they are, could they have a slight "cattle guard" effect(?), making voids that a hooved mammal might choose not to cross? Some of these fence types at Zumwalt felt so short they could not possibly keep out elk. It's possible they are more to keep out cattle.
The circle that can be seen from the trailhead above is two overlapping circular fences and a circular watering hole. Cattle do graze this particular part of Zumwalt (none today), but they use an open-gated watering hole not far away.
The watering hole was a pond, and deep enough for plenty of swamp life. This was the leafy surface.
The timber material of the fence is handsome and substantially fits the site. Much nicer than wire.
Cattle skull ornament.
The skull was pretty cool, with its patterns swirling in the bone. The mathematics and rhythm of all Creation--it's amazing how much they repeat and have in common.
I would love to learn the identify of a few of the grasses. Took lots of photos of them. I would assume that most of these here are not native, but I look forward to learning more. My walk the next day (I'll feature in Part II) looked more native, with maybe restoration efforts to the grasses as well. There is a lot to the story of what's being done to protect biodiversity at Zumwalt. I look forward to learning more about that too.
All along Pine Creek, and throughout fall-colored slopes all over Wallowa County, this shrubby tree was common everywhere. I was curious what it was.
The thorns, leaf shape and fall color lead me to think it may be a Hawthorn. It's behavior as a thicket and the fact that it's the ONLY surviving shrubby tree in many many stands along this cattle-grazed creek (i.e. little else survives) also made me wonder about its provenance. It is clearly die-hard tough.
I saw it also further up the slope. This one was a lone specimen, in a windy draw.
These nests in the [Hawthorn?] tree were huge! The big one is maybe 2' tall.
Anyone know the species that makes such a nest?
I lost the trail a bit as it looped back up through the far draw. But I could always spot one of the blue arrow direction signs. Easy enough to scramble across this plain.
At the top, the weather was changing and the sky got dramatic.
I didn't see any elk, but know they are quite populated here. Took this photo of their sign in comparison with the small clumping plants of the plains.
An Eriogonum, one of the native Buckwheats. The plant ID-ing game is pretty tough this late in the season, but I took photos of some of the more prominent plants of interest (it helps my recognition that some of the native Buckwheats survive in gardens at home). This one (E. douglasii or heracleoides?) is obviously very tough, surviving in exposed, rocky, droughted soil, and remaining evergreen so deep into the season.
Can I describe to you the sound of wind in these grasses? Imagine: no other living soul out here, miles and miles of rolling plain, and silence broken only the wind across these grasses. You could stretch your soul to it.
The sun was setting on this day's walk over Horned Lark Trail.
The light—again—was flooring me.
I live and breathe for such moments! And...sigh...the allure of a compelling path.
This day was coming to a close, but, unbeknownst to me at the time, there was an even more "compelling path" the next day. Come back next week for Part II, and I'll show you one of the most compelling paths I have ever seen.
For info and directions to Zumwalt hiking & wildlife viewing, click here (see the Visit tab). Trails map is here. Peak wildflower blooming: June to early July. Raptor viewing is also well-renouned. The prairie is at about 4000' elevation.
Bring a vehicle that's comfortable on gravel roads. There were no restrooms and no water when I visited in October 2017. Dogs not allowed on trails due to sensitivity of ground-nesting birds and other species.
Your comments below, as always, much appreciated.
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