A View Among the Douglas Firs At Road Summit In SW Oregon Mountains.

…“I see Chris returning through the trees now. He looks relaxed and happy. He shows me a piece of bark and asks if he can save it as a souvenir. I haven’t been fond of loading the cycle with these bits and pieces he finds and will probably throw away when he gets home, but this time say okay anyway.“ (Cont. Next)

Eleven miles West of Upper Klamath Lake, OR. The Narrator has stopped here because Chris asked. Also, he allows Chris, against normal practice, to bring bark. Is the Narrator trying to please Chris more?
…Or is it the Narrator’s response to his own Quality lectures? Nevertheless, the Narrator doesn’t go with Chris or promote more of these relaxing opportunities for himself and Chris.
…Yes, I know the travel narrative “story” is “just” a vehicle for these Chautauquas, but evidently such walks with Chris, did not happen, or the Narrator would have mentioned them.
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(Photo = 114-1470c mirror and hand ...... ZMM Page = 317 ...... WayPt = 388p 5160ft)