The last light of day splashes down on the still pools, the dappled rays catching in glittering brilliance the spray from leaping trout. The cool water of the surging river glides down through brush clad banks banks towards its confluence with the mighty Columbia.
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| Last light of day through trees. |
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| Mt. St. Helens over the autumn forest. |
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| Reflecting pools full of trout. |
