Location: near Stevenson, Washington. Couldn’t find original land name(s). Ancestral home to the Chinook and Multnomah Tribes
Photo blog! This was an exceptionally gorgeous fall day. Trail stats, info and more photos can be found here.
Every day that has passed in the week-and-a-half since I did this trail, I’ve felt like I was hoarding it. It was so unbelievably beautiful. You must go before the flowers go to seed and it gets too damn hot. There’s very little shade and it’s been so gross in Portland that I wasn’t even thinking about sunscreen yet and got pretty badly burnt. WEAR SUNSCREEN. Continue reading “Dalles Mountain Ranch”
The only good thing about my stupid meniscus tear is getting reacquainted with the shorter, less difficult trails I haven’t done in years. Although, this one was plenty difficult for where I’m at right now. I didn’t quite have to take any breaks, but I was moving up those inclines at a snail’s pace. I mean absolutely nothing disparaging by this, it was perfect. Continue reading “Latourell Falls”
I adore Beacon Rock! It’s one of my go-tos for bringing friends, or when I just want to play nature gym, meaning I’ll hike it a few times in one go to get my elevation gains without spending hours on a long trail. I do this one a lot. Continue reading “Beacon Rock”
“I look around and try to notice everything I possibly can, something I do when I need to get out of my head. Drenched neon mosses and licorice ferns growing off every alder trunk. The remaining leaves, a yellow deserving of new definition. The fog swirls thicker. Gratitude for green. All year, the seasons haven’t known whether to shit or get off the pot, but it is distinctly becoming winter, which isn’t so stark in Northwest Oregon, but actually kind of luscious, lively, magical. I’ve been going through my days like I’ve lost my magic and I hope to get some back today. I listen to the trees, the hollow roar of the Columbia River Gorge and the distant noises of highway fourteen. The sounds fill me up and I imagine them pushing out my pain.” Continue reading “Cape Horn (+ writing)”
Portland life hack: sometimes, just an hour east, the sun is shining! I did this on a gross day in Portland, but out here it was over seventy degrees and sunny. Continue reading “Klickitat Rail Trail”
Angels Rest, you are the McDonalds Value Menu of trails and I’m lovin’ it. So much bang for your buck and because of this, it gets really crowded. SO CROWDED. This used to be a go-to of mine, but despite it’s amazing beauty, it’s been downgraded because people. Hence why it hasn’t been profiled here until now. Regardless, I highly recommend it. It’s a great trail for people who want to work on their elevation gains and it’s one of the closest Gorge trails to Portland. I have a particular fondness for it because it’s one of the first “hard” ones I ever did. I think it was 2012 or so and I was still in The Fog© of my life: hungover, unhealthy, sad, negative, angry, ashamed, but still somehow hopeful. It crushed me like a bug. I learned what a “false summit” is. I cried, I fell in mud, I almost turned around twice, but when I got to the top, I felt like such a bad ass. It started my love affair with hiking. Continue reading “Angels Rest”