There are times when it’s nice to make a trip into the city, walk it’s streets and enjoy it’s neighborhood eateries.
We understand the allure of living in Portland, Oregon. There is a vibrancy in that urban expanse.
Recently we visited the City of Roses, taking time to visit family and old friends. It was a typical PNW (Pacific Northwest) fall day, overcast with spots of rain and cold enough to require a jacket.

First morning found us at a favorite spot, the Pearl Bakery. After pastries with coffee we explored a few spots in the neighborhood. ending up at Powell’s Bookstore.
We enjoyed an Eastside Pub, Ancestry Brewing, which if you get a chance has great burgers and fine pints.
The city is still filled with hipsters and homeless amid the tall buildings that give a very different city feeling than Bend. The trip was just a few days, but more than enough to get our city fix.
We finished up with a stop at Edelweiss Deli to restock German delicacies and after a late breakfast with friends, we popped back over the mountain happy to be back home.










We try to make it over to the High Desert Museum at least once a quarter, which is how often they change out exhibitis.
The most recent one is a collect of journal drawing from a Japanese internee and it was extremely interesting. A totally unique look at the shameful treatment our government pushed on American’s of asian descent during the second world war.









At Kiyokawa Orchards there are warehouse size bins filled with apples and pears. And not just a couple of kinds. At peak season there are 120 varieties of apples and 24 varieties of European and Asian pears. Plus a bunch of different plums.



We enjoy planning road trips.










In Central Oregon Fall seems to have gotten skipped over and we’ve moved directly to winter or at least the cold part. That said we took off for Summer Lake this morning hoping to catch some migrating waterfowl.
The weather was overcast with temperatures just above freezing as we drove south Fremont highway (US 31) past Fort Rock on to the high desert.


The reserve at summer lake was packed with pre-wildfowl season RV’s, no people just their trailers.

