Let me tell you about the most perfect day.
indian point.
The Columbia River Gorge is straight up magic. A few weekends ago, we took a hike through the woods, completely unsure of how the weather would cooperate with our scenic vista hike. It turned out to be a fog-filled journey that obscured most of the views at the top, but it’s hard to find anything…
drift creek falls.
I think Oregon has five seasons. Spring, Summer, Sunny Fall, Rainy Fall, and Winter. When Sunny Fall rolls around, it’s all beautiful leaves and cool breezes and pumpkins and long runs and picnics and hikes and boots. But Sunny Fall can only last so long. Then comes Rainy Fall. And it’s cozy and foggy and…
ringers in portland.
Eric’s parents and sister came to visit us in Portland for Labor Day weekend. They live in Southern California, so we only get to see them a few times each year. Luckily, they arrived just in time for a delightfully autumnal weekend (no more 90 degrees! no more 90 degrees!), so we spent the weekend…
cooper spur on mt. hood.
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…
crater lake.
In a continuation of the summer of reunions with old friends, we took a little trip down to Crater Lake National Park to meet up with the Pugels. Dustin and Shelly are some of our dear pals from our Kentucky days. Apparently we hadn’t seen each other in THREE YEARS, so this reunion was extra…
long live the three-day weekend.
As someone who feels the average weekend flies by far too quickly, I love three-day weekends with all of my heart. This Memorial Day weekend was full of hiking, biking, and eating almost every meal outside. It’s what we call summertime perfection.
eagle creek trail.
We had the pleasure of hosting some friends from home for a little portion of their Oregon vacation. We squeezed in a day of Portland sights and eats (brunch at Irving St. Kitchen, book browsing at Powell’s, a stroll across the Tilikum Crossing bridge, a hike in Forest Park, and dinner at Verde Cocina) before…
saddle mountain.
The weather in Oregon has been out of this world (if we’re ignoring the past 3 days of rain), and we’ve been spending as much time outside as possible. A few weekends ago, we headed to the coastal mountains to enjoy the sweet, sweet sunshine on Saddle Mountain. I’m pretty sure I raved about this…
backpacking trip to palmateer point.
For my birthday weekend, we went snow camping. Apparently I’m into physical challenges for my birthday celebrations (see last year’s cycling in Bend adventure), balanced out with a healthy number of doughnuts. (Obviously, we stopped at Joe’s Donuts in Sandy on the way to the trailhead and tucked away a sweet treat to enjoy at…
munra point.
This may be the first occurrence of a hike so amazing that I did it two weekends in a row.
a year in Portland.
According to my Timehop (that fun time capsule of embarrassment), it’s been a little over a year since we moved to the big city, which means that one year ago, I was staring down this scene: In the past year, we’ve rearranged the apartment at least 3 times (you can see what it once looked…
mcneil point.
I think, maybe, we’re not great at camping. We’re at the point in the season where every weekend might be “the last nice weekend,” so we wanted to fit in one last camping trip before the rain sets in. I like to think of camping as a peaceful, calm, stress-free experience (the Instagram camping experience,…
around mount hood.
Whenever anyone comes to visit us in Portland, my first instinct is to take them to the Columbia River Gorge. So when Laura was in town last weekend, we did just that. We started with breakfast at Sweedeedee in Portland (get there right when it opens or wait in line forever) before heading to the…
salmonberry river trail.
Eric’s sister, Laura, came to visit us over the weekend from sunny southern California. So, naturally, her arrival in Portland was met with pouring rain, which we then insisted on hiking through. She was a total trooper, even when the temperature dropped 15 degrees and the rain soaked through our jackets. The Salmonberry River Trail…
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