Well, it’s the bane of my traveling existence – the weekend. The time when everything is a little more crowded and annoying that it otherwise would be. I never really knew what I was going to do with myself after the van repairs had been accomplished – I knew I would take a few days and do something, but had no particular plan – and this morning I’ve decided to weather Saturday night at adult Disneyland again, and sort of retrace the route I took to come up here, just more slowly.
Two days ago in my rush to make the NBA seventh game I drove past an overlook for the Falls of the Willamette River, and it bugged me to not stop, so I’ve decided that I want to go back ant stop at that overlook on my way home. That means I will be going back towards Portland, back past the Edgefield, which I can never get enough of, so there ya go, that’s the plan! I will do some kind of Gorge hike today (of which there are many excellent choices) and end up back at the good ole Edgefield for Saturday night.
I end up taking the Multnomah Falls loop hike, 6.2 miles and 1540′ elevation change. That wore me out! But it was fun and quite beautiful – four really nice falls, two excellent rushing streams (one up, one down), panoramic river views, and lots of people. And I got righteously tired. Normally lots of people is a defect rather than an asset, but there was such a June-weekend variety that it was kind of interesting today – like being amazed at how far that cranky-looking lady had come in those uncomfortable-looking shoes … that kind of thing. A great hike.
A nice thing about resigning yourself to the dormitory at Edgefield is that you don’t have to worry too much about getting a room. The place was stuffed to the gills – at least three separate wedding parties (oh June!), but still, only 5 of the 12 available beds were taken. Since the beds are bunks, I imagine the place starts feeling crowded after six guys, since somebody will have to be sleeping on top of somebody else, but that did not happen tonight, so all was well.
Since it was my second visit on three days I wasn’t so manic about partying — I hit the soaking pools and read and web-surfed until 10pm, at which time the happy hour food and drink specials kick in, so I dined and drank in a moderate fashion (see I can do it!) in a crowded and noisy bar and went back to my dorm and slept the pleasant sleep of the well-behaved for a change.
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