This creek flows along the bottom of a lush wooded canyon that cuts through the lower foothills of the Oregon Cascades. Here, the plants, wildlife, sights, sounds, smells, and touch of the air, all merge together into a tapestry of wonder and awe. Always presenting a different face. Winter and Spring bring a thunderous roar to parts of this canyon as rushing streams crash down from the cliffs high above, making conversation difficult. Summer and fall bring a diminished power to the stream and the land seems to take on a gentle air of a wondrous land for a picnic.