Cottonwood Canyon
Two days before Thanksgiving we dart to the Gorge for a get-away. The weather is wet, cold and windy–true to Oregon winter. From The Dalles, we venture a little southeast to hike on the Pinnacles trail in Cottonwood Canyon State Park. At this time of year, the parks are quiet and this is no exception. Camping is available for $5 and $10 a space; all of it rustic. The “fancy” sites have a wood wind/sun break at each site. We agree that at a more benevolent time of year, camping here might be nice. For now though, we’re only here for the hike.
The trail follows along the John Day River the entire way with steep rocky cliffs. We muse over rafting the river when the warmth returns to river several months from now. The north faces seem plunged in cold shadows for the winter while the south faces bask in the sunlight. The bighorn sheep are there and they too are basking in the sun. We spot dozens….and dozens…and dozens! At least a handful have radio collars.
As we approach each mile we find a trail side bench with the mileage inscribed in the face. Further up the trail we spot signs of old civilization: an abandoned water trough; an abandoned wooden power pole with a tire mounted at the top. In the end, we settle to turn back to retrace our steps about a half mile from the end of 
the trail, taking extra time to watch the bighorn sheep along the return trek.
About a half mile from the trail head we pass the first other person we have seen on the trail since our arrival: a lady and her dog. Both appear dressed for a fitness stroll. Brief conversation hints that she’s a regular on this trail.
As we return to the car, the wind is picking up and the sun seems to have exhausted its warmth for this winter day. We are grateful for this hike; precious are beautiful days this time of year!
