Baker City, Oregon



This weekend, my band was playing in Baker City. Baker City is an old gold mining town in eastern Oregon, 300 miles from Portland and, to my mind, dangerously close to Idaho. It sits between the Blue Mountains and the Wallowas, on the Powder River. At this time of year, to paraphrase one of the Oscar contenders, There Will Be Snow.

We were playing for the Me-N-U Dance Club, which had rented the Elks Lodge for the event. After their banquet, they hit the dance floor with great energy and enthusiasm.

Braving hypothermia, I wandered around town Saturday morning with my camera. The rest of the band was still asleep, with the exception of the drummer. He had already found his first cup of high-voltage coffee, and was looking for more when he saw me on the street and accused me of being a "damned tourist."

The photos are here.

Posted: Mon - February 25, 2008 at 07:51 AM        

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