I started grad school 5 weeks ago, and weekends are suddenly incredibly precious.
This takes me back to the two years when Eric was in grad school. Each weekend, he would make a designated “Ally Day,” where we’d do something fun (see a few favorites here, here, here, here, here, and here, if you’d like). This time around, I’m just avoiding doing any sort of homework on the weekends (this plan will go well, yes?), and spending every waking moment outside, if possible.
Then we headed up to Mount Hood for a little hike on Cooper Spur, which was A-M-A-Z-I-N-G.
We passed several groups of wild folks who had hiked up the mountain and skied down. In July.
We were so obsessed with Cooper Spur that we returned the next weekend to camp and watch the sunrise from the side of the mountain. Amazing, amazing, amazing. We could see Mt. Rainier, Mt. St. Helens, and Mt. Adams from our spot. Goodness gracious. What a world.
My brilliant husband thought to bring all the fixings for coffee since we had to wake up around 4 am for the hike to the viewpoint. Life points to you, my dear.
Here’s to the mountains!