Bloggin' America

Seeing the Pacific Ocean for the first time was ineffable, which means that I can’t describe it in words, so I use this word, ineffable, to explain that I can’t explain it in words, which must mean that it was so *something* that it took my breath away or I was lost for words, which I could have just said in the first place. Thank you, Glenda’s vocabulary lesson on the way to Mount Hood, for giving me the wordiest way to say I was at a loss for words. Keep going...

The next day, after my parents recovered from one too many homemade brews, we set out on the Columbia River Highway, which is part of the Mt. Hood Loop Highway that runs along the Columbia River Gorge and then hooks around Mount Hood and back up to Portland. George couldn’t decide if visiting Mount Hood would be a waste of time. We’d certainly seen it when we hiked and camped nearby, but we’d never actually scaled it. A feat worth pursuing, I think. Keep going...

For those of you following at home (hey Trish, what’s up?), I’m still alive. I just haven’t gotten used to this whole bloggin’ thing yet. I have been keeping an active diary throughout the week and have just now transcribed it to Internet form. I will take advantage of the WiFi I have from one of the gazillion Starbucks around here in Washington to update you on the trip so far. Keep going...