Looking through the window at the trees and the fog. The flush of new grass that comes when these Pacific rains return. Peaceful rains. Feeding the thin strip of green which clings to the western coast. An eyebrow of green. A parenthesis. A lover spooned against a mountain range and… Read More
While on my way to Table Rock Wilderness Sunday, I took a wrong turn. Instead of continuing straight on the somewhat paved mountain road, I turned right, onto a gravel road which quickly deteriorated to a mud road. Immediately, I felt I was in unknown territory, but I doubted my… Read More
Fluted basalt columns wound into a nautilus turquoise water moss covered trees rain-licked ferns slick-capped mushrooms feeding on rich black soil the scent of origin and rot -Naseem Rakha, 2/4/16
Yesterday, Waldo and I took what I think is the best autumn hike I have ever had. Maybe it was the weather, warm, yet overcast. Maybe it was my mood—happy to be out hiking after a 13 day hiatus. I returned from my Grand Canyon Rim to Rim hike less… Read More
In March, I decided to do something I have never done before—climb a mountain. At first I thought I would try Mt. Kilimanjaro. I know a fellow in town that organizes trips up the snow-capped African peak. But having never climbed anything higher than 8,000 feet, I did not know… Read More
Oregon’s first winter storm was predicted to hit yesterday, and I swear you’d think the sky was falling. Portland metro newscasters pulled out all their doomsday-ware: “Up to the minute Doppler Radar,” webcams of soon-to-be-snow covered streets, lists of school closures and delays, and a scroll of Tweets about the… Read More