I grew up in a small mountain community which was split into about half a dozen villages. Heading up Highway 26 towards Mt Hood, you will pass through Brightwood, Wemme, Welches, Zig Zag, and Rhododendron. The road I grew up on was sort of a border between two of them. The west side of the road was Welches, the east side was Zig Zag.
My main memories of the small area known as Zig Zag was their tiny market/gas station (which still to this day dangerously perches on the side of a deep ravine and looks like it will topple in at any time), the pizza restaurant (Zig Zag Inn), and the FRIGID COLD Zig Zag River, which I have pictured in todays post. The water in this picture is surprisingly calm, as much of the river is full of rapids. I wanted to show the color of the water.
It took serious cahonas to play in the Zig Zag River, as it was direct runoff from the Zig Zag glacier on Mt Hood. The water never rose above probably 45-50 degrees in the hottest part of the summer. The rapids made for great intertubing though, and I did brave them numerous times with friends when I was young. Now I am too old (AKA have more brains) and realize there are warmer, more pleasant intertubing rivers around!