With a few hours in the afternoon to kill, and the sun trying desperately to break through the overcast sky of a southern Oregon January, I packed up my camera and a co-pilot and we drove off to find a view of the Rogue River from somewhere I hadn't seen it yet. As it turns out, we ended up at Whitehorse Park, which I had seen before, but from the river side as an end-point to a legendary rafting mission a couple of years back. The park was new to me otherwise, so I counted it as a win.
We were short on time, but I was excited about the different views even in just the small area we explored, and the sun co-operated just long enough to scratch my itchy shutter finger, and make this girl one happy shutterbug.
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