Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Oregon Trip Summary

Lots of time slipped by since the last post, and we are home from Oregon. A trip as great and as full as the one we just took deserves many words, but I’m afraid that waiting for enough time to write a lot will result in not writing in too long.

But, if a picture is really worth a thousand words, then I’ve got 279 thousand word right here. The pictures were mostly taken by Mother and by Misty, who enjoyed their cameras to the extent of over thirteen hundred photos.

A brief summary:

After the time at the coast, including a magnificent walk to Haystack rock – real live starfish! and Ecola parks beautiful views, we spent a wonderful couple of days at Black Butte Ranch, riding bikes on beautiful trails, swimming, exploring a natural spring, and wondering at the scenery. It’s spectacular.

The last days were spent at Roderick and Misty’s home in central Oregon. Before catching our breath we were rafting the rapids of the Deschutes River, with daughter on the bow, or stern, or helm, or whatever the front of the boat is called, and Youngest squealing and yelling and shouting and loving every dip, splash, and minute of it. How many six-year-olds do you know who have gone white-water rafting?








We also enjoyed a wonderful lunch near the top of Mount Bachelor, dipped our toes and hunted for frogs at Todd Lake, and took a breath-taking walk along the Deschutes River.

There were also terrific “down days,” spent watching the Olympics, reading, and knitting, with the kids playing video games, and spending much time on Facebook and Youtube, resulting in a lack of good blogging time for yours truly.

Also in Bend, Oregon: Lots of great food. Lots of great beer.

And the scenery in Oregon never stops taking your breath away, including the great views of the mountains at Roderick and Misty’s new home site.

We had one tough evening, when Eldest fell on one of the every present, ever razor sharp lava rocks. A trip to the urgent care resulted in four stitches in his shin. Traumatic at the time, but he’s fine.

An evening barbecue at our hosts’ home was built around sharing music, and Roderick and I were joined by several of their friends – and their kids - playing and singing in what was a very relaxed, very cool evening. This was fun, but was also preparation for a gig with Roderick and his friend and musical partner Chris several nights later. We played outside a nice, music friendly restaurant, and I was surprised at how excited and enthused people seemed to be to stumble upon live music. I haven’t played out like that in a long time, and while I maybe tried to learn too many songs in just days before the gig, all-in-all it was a wonderful experience, fed by good beer, a beautiful evening, great friendship, good music, and an appreciative crowd that was larger than we expected.

This post does not do the vast entirety of the trip justice, but hopefully the pictures will help with that a bit.

Of all of the wonderful things: the scenery, the adventures, the relaxation, the reading, the luxury, the food, the beer, nothing about the trip came close to the satisfaction we get from the fun, meaningful, and growing friendship between two families two thousand miles apart. It is only through Roderick and Misty’s generosity that this trip happened. They read this blog, and I thank them again for their hospitality and for our friendship.

And the beer. The really good beer.

2 comments:

Tressi said...

Awesome slideshow! Fabulous photography, Brelle! I love you guys. Thanks for a fantastic vacation, and a wonderful friendship. You guys are the best!

SpaceAndrew said...

Seriously? No mention of me? I need a name, Dead Whosit. We all know I was the star of the show. I want to be called The Astronaut! Because my Blogspot name, SpaceAndrew is totally out of this world. Dude, that was the best joke ever!