Glacier National Park in Montana. Atop one of the peaks we climbed that day. You can see in the background how jagged and compact the mountains are here, making it possible to summit multiple in a single day's route.
In Portland. I went to watch the Portland Timbers play their USL playoff match. The crowd was intense. Smoke bombs and chanting and standing for the full 90 minutes.
Out of Bend, OR, I drove up the Cascade Lakes Hwy into the Cascade Range. They had just gotten eight inches of snow the previous weekend, and I was granted to fresh powder on the mountain trails and very few people getting in the way of the scenery.
In Newport, OR., where I hit the Oregon Coast for the first time. I ate at the Rogue Brewery Public House and somehow joined in on a locals Bingo game that night, which consisted, among other things, of creating nicknames for each letter-number combo on the board, a lot of telling of both good and bad jokes, an impromptu hip hop performance, and rocking the Winnebago of a guy from North Carolina who bailed early.
A view of Crescent Beach, still on the Oregon Coast. I hiked out to the beach early in the morning and shared a driftwood campfire with a few people from Portland. You can see the smoke rising off the beach.
Glacier National Park in Montana. Atop one of the peaks we climbed that day. You can see in the background how jagged and compact the mountains are here, making it possible to summit multiple in a single day's route.
In Portland. I went to watch the Portland Timbers play their USL playoff match. The crowd was intense. Smoke bombs and chanting and standing for the full 90 minutes.
Out of Bend, OR, I drove up the Cascade Lakes Hwy into the Cascade Range. They had just gotten eight inches of snow the previous weekend, and I was granted to fresh powder on the mountain trails and very few people getting in the way of the scenery.
In Newport, OR., where I hit the Oregon Coast for the first time. I ate at the Rogue Brewery Public House and somehow joined in on a locals Bingo game that night, which consisted, among other things, of creating nicknames for each letter-number combo on the board, a lot of telling of both good and bad jokes, an impromptu hip hop performance, and rocking the Winnebago of a guy from North Carolina who bailed early.
A view of Crescent Beach, still on the Oregon Coast. I hiked out to the beach early in the morning and shared a driftwood campfire with a few people from Portland. You can see the smoke rising off the beach.
2 comments:
Amazing pictures, Trav. can't wait to see you. mom
BEAUTIFUL... and I really can't imagine anything more exciting than being home with you for a week over Thanksgiving. Maybe that just says how pathetic my life is... or how much I love you. I vote for the latter.
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