The wedding was not taking place until 5:30 leaving us much of the day to ourselves. We decided that after breakfast we would take a walk around the tiny river side town to take a few photos of the surroundings and late 19th and early 20th century buildings and homes.
The oldest structure we found was a house, listed on historic registers, which dated from 1860. A blue jay landed nearby as we explored it's small public grounds. The two Victorian homes located across the street from it were dated 1895. Several of the buildings along Main Street were from the early years of the 20th century. It was interesting as we walked to imagine the stories that were created as the little town grew.
We found a small park with a river front trail and, oddly, a locomotive on display. As we strolled along the trail a group of Ospreys flew up from the river bank. With the excitement of children we watched them flit and fly among the ruins of docks which rose up out of the water, the ruins a memory of other times. As we were taking a break on a river side bench 2 young men appeared and launched a tiny sailboat off the sandbar where they had left it as they ran into town for supplies. "Astoria or bust" yelled one of them doffing his shirt as they moved out onto the water of the wide river.
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