The Furious Spinner

Okay, maybe not swimming but standing in the water with them. These photos are of the salmon at Eagle Creek, coming home to spawn...and then die.

The white patches on these salmon are where they've been battered during their trip upstream. This group is not as bruised and battered as most.



This salmon was moving fast. It's in focus while the stream above and around it is out of focus.


In this photo you can see at least five living salmon; the white one is dead on the floor of the creek.


This is a view from above. It's difficult to see but the darkness is all salmon, mostly deep dark maroon-colored salmon swimming in circles where they take turns trying to jump up the dam. Ain't working.


When I first got to the creek, several of them checked me out. A couple of them twitched their tails and splashed me.


I had human company, too. Poor guy didn't have boots so he was stuck on dry land while I was swimming with my buds.


I decided to take a walk after I communed with the salmon. I hadn't been on this trail since I got poison oak last year. Let's hope I didn't get it this time.
Not sure what this is but I like it.


Maidenhair Fern looking as new and fresh as springtime.


Fresh new ferns along the way.


Walking in Old Growth and Sweet Light


This photo is a west view. You can see the top of the dam in the distance. No fish in this part of the creek.


Yellow darkness in Bigfoot country.


2 comments

2 Comments:

Beautiful pictures! Thanks for the pause that refreshes...

By  kevin, at 6:38 PM  

Thank you for posting the pictures of the salmon! It is very meaningful for me to see them, even if I can't see them in person. (Hmm, there's got to be some place in the Seattle area that I could find some...)

By  Laura, at 5:36 PM  

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