sorrel, Chewie, the black one, and Hazel, the bay).
They like their carrots:
They like them so much, they want to keep eating the hand that held the carrot:
The Inn is a delightful place, well situated on a nice hill (Youngberg Hill, I imagine) giving it a rather strking appearance:
The horses sometimes like to play dead. It is very odd:
Portland is about 30 miles from where we are staying (which is near McMinnville) but it seems to take forever to get there. Traffic in this part of the world is pretty bad. It may be because they lay traps for bicycles:
This is for my niece Jesse:
We stopped in there and had a nice chat with the woman who was working there. She tried really hard to sell us some fibers. We resisted.
We only spent about three hours in Portland, proper. (Well, almost exactly three hours. That is how much parking we bought). But we did see the Chinese Garden:
then we went to a place called Andina for a great Peruvian meal. I highly recommend it.
If we would have spent more time in Portland, we would have had more stories. I did have a chance to grab a Stumptown Coffee espresso - one of the more famous small coffee roasters in the country. Excellent shot.
Then we drove east into the Columbia River Gorge, driving on Historic Route 30.
It was quite a view:
There was a place called the Vista House built in 1916:
that had a great view.
We kept going and hit Latourell Falls:
You can see the columnar basalt here which underlies much of the area:
We then drove over to see Multnomah Falls:
It is a two jump falls that is quite well known, and deservedly so:
Finally we made our way slowly back home. Wait, are we in Wisconsin?
We had dinner at a great place in McMinnville called Nick's Italian Cafe. Worth every calorie and gram of fat.
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