A Coulee Thanksgiving
Happy American Thanksgiving, everyone! I hope you’re having a safe and happy holiday if it’s one you celebrate.
Turkey is a traditional part of proceedings. My family likes their turkey on the dry side. Fortunately for us, there’s plenty of turkeys on the dry side of Washington State.
My friend B and I saw these beauties during a pre-pandemic trip to Grand Coulee. This is one of the most magnificent examples of Channeled Scablands topography anywhere. It’s located within a marvelous and easily accessible large igneous province. Sometime in the near future, we’re going to head over and explore together – this region contains some of the wildest geology in the world!! But today’s about turkeys.
This bunch cared not a bit that two weirdos in a car were stalking them with a camera. They’re lean, mean machines, and they knew they’d beat our butts in a fight. They were out to find lunch, not become it.
Late afternoon light in the coulees is something special. The gold warms the browns and fills the air with a mellow, warm glow. These turkeys are the perfect shades of brown and cream for honey-hued light.
The coulees aren’t precisely lush. Scrubby brush dominates where rocks don’t. But they provide habitat for a delightful range of hardy animals, even some who aren’t typically associated with Thanksgiving.
I don’t get out much in winter, but my then-housemate had a friend staying with us who was up for a November geoadventure. So we headed for Frenchman Coulee, with a stop at Vantage. An entire herd of bighorn sheep were hanging about the visitor’s center there. I don’t think I’ve ever seen them this close! And with the Columbia River Basalts and Wanapum Lake as their backdrop, they’re extra majestic.
I love those gently-tilted rock layers. And that faaace.
I absolutely adore the poses these two are striking!
I’ll leave you with a wee puzzle: how many bighorns can you find in this photo? They fade into the brush surprisingly well for such large critters!