Jan Mitchell was driving along Wireless Road in Astoria, on her way to Fort Clatsop and the Netul River. She was hoping for a shot of Saddle Mountain in the distance, because the “sky was so pretty,” when seemingly out of nowhere, she came across a rather unusual sight for this neck of the woods.
“Who would have expected longhorned cattle?” she inquired. “It was amazing.”
So, where did they come from? “I asked them, but they didn’t tell me a lot,” Jan recalled. “They just looked at me a lot.”