Never having had the experience of going away to summer camp as a child, it was with particular relish that I made the decision to attend a week-long stone carving sculpture workshop. It was held in the midst of a beautiful forest area called Silver Falls, aptly named for its multiple waterfalls. Stone carving was a new form of sculpture I had just dappled with and, though quite challenging, I found to be simultaneously quite satisfying. Little did I know my adventure into the wild world of stone carving, an addictive preoccupation I have found, would begin with such a bang. That bang came in the form of my car suffering a complete meltdown on Highway 22, just a few miles past Salem and shortly before the turn to Silver Falls.
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