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June 10th, 2018. Going back into the Columbia River Gorge


Saturday, 10-June-2018


It’s been a while since we’ve been in the Gorge.  I mean, technically we’ve been there a lot, since the Thousand Acres dog park is just barely within the limits, but I’m not counting that right now because I don’t want to.


We drove out to the Gorge!

It wasn’t a perfectly sunny day, but I’m being honest when I say that the rain clouds actually added to the beauty of the drive.  Sunny is all well and good, but the dappled sunlight and rolling clouds really made the drive seem… epic?  Adventurous?  Rough and tumble?  I’m not sure which words to use, but suffice to say that it was really pretty.


Our goal way to check out Vista House, via the Portland Women’s Forum view point.  We hadn’t originally planned on seeing the View Point, but that’s part of a fun scenic drive, right?  Stopping randomly to see the sights?  It was excellent, and a really great view of both the gorge and Vista House itself.  And Ollie got to stand on a water fountain.  So… there’s that, which is pretty fun.

Vista House itself was not quite what I expected, but it still exceeded expectations anyways.  For one reason or another, I was expecting an actual House, sort of like an Inn?  Or maybe a Frank Lloyd Wright building?  Instead, it mostly reminded me of a tomb.  Which isn’t really the goal, I would assume, but hey.  It is what it is, and this was a small marble building, designed as a circle with a vaulted ceiling.  And I was just in Rome, where there’s a bajillion of those all dedicated to dead people.  So.  You know.  Expectations.

So the adventure was excellent.  Simple, straight forward, and enjoyable.  Exactly what we needed on a rainy Sunday.

Henry’s Visit – climbing Rooster Rock

Henry’s Visit – climbing Rooster Rock

Saturday, 12-August-2017


Sarah’s brother came to visit!

I’d met Henry before, but this was going to be the first time that we got to spend time together her in Oregon – Henry was out for a conference, but had scheduled some extra time to hang out and go on some adventures with us.  Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to spend the whole time hanging out, as I had to fly back home for an unexpected funeral, but we were able to get a few adventures in before he flew back to Australia…


One of our goals for Henry’s visit was to take him rock climbing outdoors – we did some climbing while visiting Scotland for Christmas, but that was inside, and only on top rope… From what I remember, Henry’s never actually been climbing outside, or done any multi-pitch climbing.  We had to remedy that.

Instead of trying for a huge climb, we decided to take it a bit easy… I was still a little hesitant with my knee, so combining that with the fact that Henry didn’t have any climbing shoes led us to a short few pitches at the entrance of the gorge: Rooster Rock.

The climb went lovely!  Henry enjoyed himself, and got a chance to get some really good pictures from the top of the spire.


I… I don’t know what else to write.  Climb good.  Views good.  Adventure good.  Rappel down good.  Walk back to car, drive home, eat dinner.  Good.


My first post-injury multi-pitch!

My first post-injury multi-pitch!

My first post-injury multi-pitch climb!  Also, outdoor climb!  Also, seconding a trad route!  Lots of stuff!

Monday, 03-July-2017


I’d finished work the week before… a 2-year contract had ended, and Hood River was nearly behind us.

I was nearly done with PT, and my knee / leg was feeling really good.  Sarah and I had been running a lot, and my endurance was getting back up to where it should be.

So how better to celebrate that whole section of life ending?  A climb up the first route that Sarah and I had ever done sounded just about right.

Rooster Rock – a two-pitch route, with two variations that you can choose from.  Before, we’d started with a 5.6 sport route… but this time, Sarah decided to take the Trad line up, which went at 5.4

So our line up was:

Pitch 1, 5.3 Trad, Led by Sarah

Pitch 2, 5.4 Trad, Led by Sarah


And we crushed it!!!  Sarah led fearlessly and without hesitation, and I followed strongly and quickly.  She placed gear, and I cleaned it.  We did pretty damn well, if I do say so myself.

Honestly, I think the best part was before and after the climb itself.  When we were packing up, and re-organizing our gear, it felt like all the good times distilled into this one moment.  This one section of time when we’re sitting at the base of the climb, setting up or taking down gear, either reveling in the energy of the pre-climb, or relaxing in the tiredness of post-climb.