Could it be that in the twenty plus years I've lived in Portland I've never driven through the gorge when there's been snow in the mountains and sun in the sky? It's possible.
week thirty: go it alone
I take walks by myself on a nearly daily basis. Sometimes it's just up the street to Mt. Tabor Park. Sometimes it's an urban stroll through a new neighborhood or a trek downtown. But I've never headed out of town for a hike on my own. On some level it's because I have a handful... Continue Reading →