Ed and I drove up the north bank of the Rogue to a myrtle grove that had the biggest Myrtle tree in the world! They say they only grow here and in the holy land. So why are they called California Laurels?
Inside the myrtle tree. |
We picnicked along the river then walked from the Gold Beach visitor center to Kissing rock picking up sugar agates and jasper.
Yesterday I only walked a mile because it rained most of the day and I took a walk looking for small wild rhodies.
Hunter Creek/ Kissing Rock |
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