If we owned a couch, Scott might be sleeping on it. His mother sent a reminder email on the 6th about my birthday – and he still forgot on the 9th! But to give him credit, he did pull it together by the end of the day. It was rainy and cold last night so I let him sleep in the tent, mainly because I was cold and he’s like having a furnace in the tent, but safer.
Everything is wet from the rain last night. It’s cloudy and humid. With no chance of things drying, we pack up wet running the risk of the tent molding. We’ll need to remember to air everything out when we get to Portland. Before we head out, we have a sweet and salty breakfast of leftovers: cake and sausage.
As we approach the outskirts of Portland, we find a bike path that takes us all the way into the city. It is so much better than our frightening ride into the city last week. We are really happy we made the decision to ride around Mt Hood instead of riding back to Portland via the Columbia River on Washington’s route 14 with its narrow roads, tunnels and semi trucks. Our new route is a relaxing ride into the city along a rails to trails path, chatting with each other, not worrying about traffic.
Ron flys out early Monday morning. We’ve come back to Portland a little early so we’ll have time to explore the city and so he can organize shipping his bike back to Austin. After checking into the hotel and getting cleaned up, we hit the town.
I’m still a bit burned out on beer, which is tragic considering we’re in Portland which has the most breweries of any city in the world! Luckily, I’ve discovered cider. This black currant cider was particularly delicious in its tart fruitiness.