Corps of Discovery-
Corps (kôr) n., pl. corps (kôrz) 1 a body of people associated in some work, organization, etc. under common direction
Discovery (di skuv′ er ē) n., pl. –eries 2 the act of revealing; disclosure
Yesterday afternoon we started our expedition, our voyage of discovery, on the Sea Bird. Through the night we navigated east on the Columbia River and became vaguely aware of our lockages through Bonneville and The Dalles by the low rumbles heard when water filled the lock chambers. Temporarily tethered to a floating bollard, we rose nearly 160 feet with the two lockages.
This morning John Day lock and dam lay off our bow, upon entering the lock chamber, Mt. Hood was neatly framed within the guillotine gates off our stern. Farther upstream, we stopped at the McNary Wildlife Refuge for a short walk of discovery. Among our sightings were Black-crowned Night Herons, Wood Ducks, Kingfishers and along the dusty trail, mule deer footprints. After navigating through McNary lock, we enjoyed a wine tasting featuring the wines of Washington and Oregon. With the evening recap we were presented a historical perspective from none other than Sergeant Patrick Gass, from the Corps of Discovery. Sergeant Gass now has one more photo to add to his collection, as shown above, his first picture being taken in the 1860’s. We could see a vague resemblance to our Historian, Jerry Igo. Sergeant Gass, however, was much better at playing the harmonica.
Our voyage of discovery with our travel companions and newfound friends has just started…In the Wake of Lewis and Clark.
Corps (kôr) n., pl. corps (kôrz) 1 a body of people associated in some work, organization, etc. under common direction
Discovery (di skuv′ er ē) n., pl. –eries 2 the act of revealing; disclosure
Yesterday afternoon we started our expedition, our voyage of discovery, on the Sea Bird. Through the night we navigated east on the Columbia River and became vaguely aware of our lockages through Bonneville and The Dalles by the low rumbles heard when water filled the lock chambers. Temporarily tethered to a floating bollard, we rose nearly 160 feet with the two lockages.
This morning John Day lock and dam lay off our bow, upon entering the lock chamber, Mt. Hood was neatly framed within the guillotine gates off our stern. Farther upstream, we stopped at the McNary Wildlife Refuge for a short walk of discovery. Among our sightings were Black-crowned Night Herons, Wood Ducks, Kingfishers and along the dusty trail, mule deer footprints. After navigating through McNary lock, we enjoyed a wine tasting featuring the wines of Washington and Oregon. With the evening recap we were presented a historical perspective from none other than Sergeant Patrick Gass, from the Corps of Discovery. Sergeant Gass now has one more photo to add to his collection, as shown above, his first picture being taken in the 1860’s. We could see a vague resemblance to our Historian, Jerry Igo. Sergeant Gass, however, was much better at playing the harmonica.
Our voyage of discovery with our travel companions and newfound friends has just started…In the Wake of Lewis and Clark.
