It’s almost five o’clock and time to go home. Woo hoo! This has been a long week. L-O-N-G. I’m tired and ready to hang at home, watch a movie, enjoy a snuggle with my sweetie and our pups.
Looking the other way from the top of the Marquam you can see the city, and the first bridge we’d crossed over going East, the Hawthorne. I love Portland. What a gorgeous magnificent city.
A shot of the Sternwheeler Rose heading under the Morrison and up river with Cinco de Mayo tents behind it.
This last Sunday we ventured out to Sauvie Island with some friends for a little hike along the beach. The dogs, ours and our friend’s, loved it. As did we. It was gorgeous out there. What a beautiful spot and a lovely day. Just about perfect. The only thing that might have made it better would’ve been if we’d thought ahead enough to pack a small barbecue and some food. We could have stayed there all day. At a certain point the dogs got to be off leash and it was as if they were sprung from prison or something. I’ve never seen such happy dogs. Running, playing, chasing, rolling around in the sand (after getting a little wet in the river of course)…. happy happy joy joy.
There was a fantastic view of Mt. St. Helens on Sunday. Pretty clear. Plus, there was quite a bit of water traffic out on the Columbia. Made for some good photo ops.
We took a little jaunt to the historic old bay front in Newport, Oregon. The bay front is actually still a working fishing port. For a time, besides wandering the shops, we walked on the docks looking at all the various fishing boats. Some of them were pretty cool. It’s fascinating to think of a life working at sea.
We spent the entire voyage across the Juan de Fuca Strait outside in the front of the ferry because Weston was allowed on deck, but not inside. However, sometimes a girl has to go in for a brief, uh, rest. Out there in the very front, or bow, of the ship you can see tiny figures… those would be Karen, Mary, Martin, and Weston.
Later Tuesday morning we ventured out with Mary and Martin to grab some breakfast at a local bagel place and then walk around a bit more in the city. We found ourselves walking across the Johnson Bridge and then around the harbor. Sea planes are very common here. Every time we were down by the harbor we saw several come and go.
After getting into Victoria and finding our downtown hotel we decided to walk down to the water (not far from where we were staying) to check out the sights. This is the famous Empress Hotel. We didn’t do the high tea thing (we had Weston with us and even though he’s cute and quite the little gentleman, we didn’t think he’d be allowed), but we did get some great shots of it, both day and night. Very cool place.
After we got down to beach level and walked briefly on the beach we then ventured around on the path around the edge of the water. This is a photo of Siwash Rock, a famous rock outcropping along the way.
We went kayaking today with a group out of the Ridgefield Marina on Lake River. What a great day for a boat trip. Warm weather, great company, and a terrific tandem boat.
We decided to try a tandem boat and ended up loving it. I think we’ll probably buy one eventually. The one we rented today would also work to take Weston with us. We’re not sure if he’ll be able to sit still long enough to enjoy the journey, or for us to enjoy the journey for that matter, but we’re going to try it. Who knows, maybe he’ll end up being quite the water traveling little dude.
This last weekend we were busy, again… loads of fun stuff going on. We’re tired, but pretty satisfied.
We started the weekend Saturday morning with a 4 hour long kayak trip. We’ve recently gotten involved with a group of women who go kayaking once a month. This month’s trip was out of the Scappoose Bay Marina near St. Helens, Oregon. It was a great paddle, though the boats were short and stubby and the paddles heavy (sorry Stan and Connie, who loaned them to us, but they were). We ventured out and across the Multnomah Channel and then down this little slough connected to that system that was beautiful and very peaceful. We saw several herons, some ducks, a few osprey, an otter den (no otter though), and a bald eagle. How great was that?
After kayaking we went with a friend to take her kayak back to Alder Creek, where she’d rented it, and then went to MacTarnahans Brew Pub for a small bite and a beer. We followed that up with a trip back to our house for a sit in the hot tub and then some late stir fry. It was a great day. Thanks Maggie for hanging with us and for being such great company.
Sunday we took the kayaks that we’d borrowed back to their rightful owners (thanks again Stan and Connie for the load), and then went to meet some friends at Gravy, a famous local breakfast joint located on Mississippi Street in the Humboldt neighborhood of Portland. One of our friends just got a great job in Lewiston, Idaho (right on Robin), and the breakfast was a sort of bon voyage for her. After a pretty darn good breakfast (we split a plate of biscuits and gravy cuz what else are you gonna have at a place called Gravy), and then headed over to Saturday Market to meet Maggie and show her around. The problem… it rained… hard. Not constantly, but in great pouring showers that seemed to come and go fairly often. That’s spring in Oregon. I actually love it. Like Maggie said, “it’s true what they say about this place, if you don’t like the weather, wait five minutes”. We saw most of the market and then headed to the dryer warmer climes of Powell’s City of Books. It’s a veritable mecca for book lovers. The center of the reading universe. Such a great place. We can never visit without purchasing something and this time was no different. Luckily we made it out with only four books. That’s good. Really. It is.
After Powell’s we said our goodbyes to Maggie and made our way home to lounge on the sofa, watch movies (Sweeney Todd and Next), and veg out.
What a great weekend….
We’ve had a pretty good weekend. The weather’s been absolutely beautiful, Kert started working on our rental house (thanks Kert), we cleaned up a bit around our house, we took the boy for a nice walk yesterday, bought ice cream cones, and we’ve had some time to just relax and be at home. Everything a person could want from a weekend with the exception of having a longer weekend.
Right now we’re watching the Academy Awards (loved the song Falling Slowly from the movie Once), the boy is chewing contentedly on his bully stick, and it’s still not even eight o’clock. Right on. And again I’ll say… life is good.