I'm writing this post while kicking back in a vintage travel trailer on the Washington coast. It's the same trailer Tara and I booked in 2014, when we came out to Long Beach on my birthday weekend for the Astoria Crab, Seafood & Wine Festival. Deja vu, 'cause we are here again for the same … Continue reading Nobody Cares
Tag: Columbia Gorge
The “S” Word
Tara and I drove into Portland yesterday to pick up a few things (an $11.45 bag of Jacobsen sea salt, a bottle of Wild Roots Marionberry infused vodka, a package of smoked steelhead trout - god, we’re weird). While on Sandy Blvd. we drove past a huge vintage store we had never seen before and … Continue reading The “S” Word
The Forest is My Happy Place
This past weekend, Tara and I went hiking. Which seems to be a recurring theme in my life these days. I have gone hiking every weekend for the past month. Maybe in a past life I was Paul Bunyan, but in this one I have traded in my axe for hiking poles. I don't want to chop down trees; … Continue reading The Forest is My Happy Place
Why Not Stevenson?
Last month, I took a day off work to go hiking. It was my birthday, and I wanted to commune with nature instead of dealing with an overflowing In Box. [My In Box is virtual these days, I should add. But I remember well the stackable plastic trays that used to take up precious real estate … Continue reading Why Not Stevenson?
Beautiful and Treacherous
We are back home today. Smartest move I ever made? Taking the day off. I knew we'd want a chance to recuperate. What I did not expect was for the city to shut down thanks to a surprise snow and ice storm yesterday - one that made the long drive back both beautiful and treacherous. … Continue reading Beautiful and Treacherous
Mark Petruska 