There are several typical Bridgetown things that I’ve never done: beer tasting at Deschutes Brewery, riding the cable car, downing a Voodoo doughnut… I got to cross two things off my “do in Portland” list this weekend. First was the Rose Festival/Parade on Saturday. Second, a trip to Multonomah Falls on Sunday.
My hosts, Matt and Nia, knew that we would need to be adequately fueled for our grueling hike up to the top of the hill, so we began our morning with a cup of the best coffee I’d had in weeks (thanks to Matt and his beans from Oblique Coffee Roasters) . Next was a short walk to the neighborhood Kolache bakery. That’s right, Sunnyside has stellar Czech pastries at the Happy Sparrow Cafe. On a warm Portland morning, it’s hard to beat a poppy or apricot kolache at a sunny cafe table! I have to admit that I am more than a little envious of my friends’ neighborhood, a quiet spot on Belmont street sandwiched between the hipster wonderfulness that is Hawthorne and Burnside.
well rested, adequately caffeinated, and carbed up, we headed up the gorge to Multnomah falls. It’s the typical oregon image: a curtain of water plunges dramatically almost 600 ft into a pool, flows under an elegantly arched bridge, and drops another 60 ft into another pool. The parking was packed with tourist busses and cars clung to the edges of the roads. We were lucky to spot a couple heading to their X3 and waited for the only free parking spot in the lot.
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| Buckley the Wandering Bison visits Multonomah Falls |
