(Excessive photo alert…)
Elkton – a town famous for…
…uh, being halfway to the coast from Roseburg?
With a population of 200, we’ve driven through it numerous times, but haven’t seen much reason to stop unless we needed an emergency potty break…
But they host a Fort Umpqua Days event each Labor Day weekend that inspired Esmé and I to check it out last Sunday.
The event is held at the Elkton Community Education Center, home of the beautiful Butterfly Pavilion and kid-friendly Fort Umpqua.
Most of the butterflies were monarchs (which Esmé insists she’s never seen before), but we did recognize a few of our little Painted Ladies (the species we had in our terrarium last spring to watch the metamorphosis cycle).
I told Esmé she wasn’t allowed to touch, except for rescues (there were a few caterpillars getting squished on the pathway where people were walking), so she spent a lot of time looking for crawlies to rescue.
As fur trade declined, it became an agricultural center, with resources such as fruit trees and cattle. Fort Umpqua was destroyed by fire in 1851, and in 1862, all evidence of the fort was washed out with a flood. This replica stands about a mile downstream from the original fort.
She comments, “This is so much fun! I can’t wait to see what’s next!” And I wonder why she doesn’t get the same joy from work at home… She does a stint in the kitchen, sorting beans and grinding corn:
We took a quick walk down to the beautiful Umpqua River. Not too comfortable down there (no shade and lots of sun), so we walked back up the bank and took a break where we could hear the river flow by and see glimpses of it through the trees.
No pictures, but the Outpost Café near the Butterfly Pavilion was the perfect place for us to cool down, with blended coffees, smoothies and soft ice cream options.
Last stop for us (though there was more to explore if we’d had more time): a community-flavored historical pageant based on songs from Annie, Get Your Gun. Not exactly a Broadway production, but we got front row seats! And the snafus, such as folks forgetting lines, contributed to the comedy of the concept that Buffalo Bill’s Wild West Show would stop at a tiny place like Elkton. The true test – it kept a 6yo’s attention…
When Esmé realized we were heading to the car afterward, she expressed “great displeasure.”
“I wish when you picked a place to live, you picked a spot right here. Close enough so I could walk here whenever I wanted!”
I don’t think a place can get much higher praise than that! Well done, Elkton…