Saturday was drizzly, but we went for a walk around the loop anyway, our every move watched by a very attentive great blue heron. He was standing in one of the campsites and looked a bit startled when we bounded out of the trailer. He implemented the usual ploy of imitating a stick, only the head turning so we stayed in view as we continued down the road. Those things are tall when standing on solid ground - nearly 4 feet! They're usually in a couple of feet of water so it's not so obvious.

We saw several different water birds in the park and I hope they have safe places to sleep because after dark we heard a fairly large pack of coyotes traveling through.

The boat ramp was quite over the weekend, as the construction workers all took the weekend off, so we had a nice view of the Feather River and it's resident wildlife.


 Sunday was beautiful - sunshine! and so as not to waste it we invited brother and his wife over to the campground for a BBQ.  Nothing like having an entire park to yourself.

In the evening we had a rather nice sunset, which set off the Buttes in the distance, seen here over the top of a young peach orchard.


Monday we headed east into the foothills of the Sierra Nevadas, into gold country. passed the turnoff to   Timbuctoo , love that name, was a roaring mining town at one time.
There's only one remaining building there now, and this marker along the highway.

We also passed the town of Rough and Ready. If I had more energy we'd stop and explore. It's a charming little town, still with a strong old west flavor, and the narrow, steep streets typical of mining towns. As it is, the cold still has the upper hand so we continued on to our destination, Nevada City.