When The Bear's Away, Part Two

While Barry was away last week, I went on a nice long hike by myself on a trail in the Columbia River Gorge that I've been meaning to check out for years.  As I was told, Eagle Creek trail runs through a canyon full of gorgeous waterfalls.  As I was told, it's a busy trail, even on an overcast weekday.  Glad to have seen the falls.  Glad to have had a day full of hiking on my own.  Glad to have run into a father and teenage daughter who were going on her first backpacking trip.  Glad to know while I liked the hike, I don't want to backpack here.  Glad Barry's back now and we'll be backpacking somewhere else this weekend.


When The Bear's Away, Part One

Barry was out of town for work last weekend.  First order of business here at home: rearrange the apartment.  Or in this case, specifically, move all of the rugs and the plants.


Recently Made Here

After a few no-joke making sessions,
are seriously stocked with sulu-design for the summer!


Pollalie Creek to Elk Meadows


I made the most out of last weekend by hustling out to a campsite just east of Mount Hood right after work.  Barry was already out there after spending the day getting re-certified to use a chain saw in the National Forests.  We met up, built a great fire, and started the weekend off right and right away.  The following morning, we made use of having two cars by parking one at a trail head for Elk Meadows and driving the other to a trail head near Pollalie Creek.  We hiked from the creek into a gorgeous meadow and set up camp nearby.  We built another great campfire, watched the colors in the meadow change while the sun set, and read to each other from The Heart of Darkness.  The following day, after enjoying several cups of coffee in the meadow, we hiked out and ate breakfast with stunning views along Gnarl Ridge, and then made our way across beautiful terrain near a quick-moving, refreshing creek.  Barry made a bridge for us by tossing a downed tree over the rocks.  We peeled off our socks and cooled our feet in therapeutically cold water, and were met by a deer who liked our hang out spot as much as we did.  It was awesome.  The weekend was definitely the right way to officially start summer.


Wilson River and the Coast, with Burritos in Between

We've recently had a couple stretches of amazingly hot weather here in Portland.  When the temperature hit well above ninety a couple weeks ago, Barry and I took off for the Wilson River where we lounged on rocks and played in the water all afternoon to cool down.

There's water beyond those rocks.
Barry's there, too.

As the sun began to get lower in the sky and the riverbed got covered in shade, the temperature dropped and we climbed back up to our car to go home.  We'd been having so much fun, though, that we didn't really want our day to come to an end.  Being so close to the coast, we decided to drive out to the ocean before heading home.  I'll admit that I'm not the biggest fan of the Oregon coast (let's not get into that here and now), but a stop at the coast seemed like an easy way to extend our outing.  We stopped in Tillamook on the way and had great burritos from a truck - La Providencia - before getting to the coast to watch the sunset.  It was cold and windy - it felt like a completely different day from what we'd experienced hours earlier.  The sky was beautiful and the beach was moody.  The scene there that evening made me think I just might reevaluate my opinion of the coast.


Recently In Here

The sunlight in our place is killing me.
It's so beautiful outside that I want to be outdoors,
but I'm so content staying in and reading on these long,
light evenings while the setting sun fills up our space.


Recently Around Here

Downtown and St. Johns