My daddio came to visit Portland in the beginning of May. Having never seen the Pacific Ocean before, naturally we had to take a little drive to the coast.
The weather couldn’t have been better — 85 degrees and not a cloud in the sky. We drove directly to Ecola State Park for the sweeping view of Canon Beach. In the photo below, facing south, you can see Haystack Rock and the Coast Mountain Range.
Not bad, eh?
We may or may not have jumped a fence or two to get these shots The shades of blue, green, and orange-ish (what is the color of sand?) were too enticing to worry about trivial things like “Trail Closed” signs.
It was fun to have my pop in town and a little stay-cation for myself. A road trip was not all I had in store. Rick Rollo is not a soccer fan, but the Timbers Army may have converted him.
I quote – “If Syracuse had fans like this, they’d never lose a game!” Sounds like the makings of a soccer fan to me. The draw of the Timbers is too hard to resist.
(If you don’t know what I’m talking about, get to Portland and get to a home game. You can thank me later.)
Craft beer played a significant role that week, too. Deschutes River Ale was top ranking for my old man.
And bikes. What would a trip to PDX be without a 10 mile ride on the Springwater Corridor to the Sellwood Bridge and back? Definitely not as aesthetically rewarding.
Check out this panorama of Portlandia I posted on my Facebook page.
Happy Father’s Day to you Dad! I hope you have a fantastic day of golf course banter, tasty cigars, grilled meat, and Orangemen wins!
(I’m pretty sure SU is out of season now, but I’m not one to keep track silly things like college sports teams. My brain is too full of more important things like ice cream flavors, whiskey cocktails, and plotting a way to escape the country for a few months later this year.)