Portland

We've Gone On Holiday By Mistake

Victor Lazlo — Sun, 19 Jul 2009 17:55:00 -0600

Have you ever had that feeling that you were doomed? Not in a mortal sense, but in the sense that one wrong move will lead to a series of undesirable outcomes, somewhat like a domino effect. Well, this is sort of how it went when we moved our anniversary vacation so that I could be done with my project and not have it interfere with our trip or have me feeling like I couldn't relax. After that, it seemed as though everything would slowly unravel into a vacation from hell.

Hiking: Avenue of the Trees

Victor Lazlo — Sun, 25 Nov 2007 18:55:04 -0700

I find myself in Portland a handful of times a year to visit family and friends. One of the places that I've always wanted to visit was Forest Park. It's name is appropriate given that it is over twenty miles long and completely forested. There are a number of trail heads and offshoots from the primary trail named the Wildwood Trail.

The fall colors of Forest Park

Victor Lazlo — Fri, 02 Nov 2007 15:01:22 -0600

Every time I come to P-town I look to see Forest Park cascading across the ridge of the west hills. This time it was mandatory. Fall was in full color and it had been warm for days on end with no signs of shifting. We drove up Burnside. I mean all the way up Burnside, until it stopped being Burnside. Deb left us the map guides to Forest Park, and you must be armed with these maps if you are to navigate the extensive trail system or even find your trail head. Even with the maps, we passed ours and had to turn back to relocated it.

Untimely deaths of Lone Fir Cemetery

Victor Lazlo — Wed, 31 Oct 2007 15:44:10 -0600

Halloween wasn't looking to be very spooktacular this year. Our real mission was to visit with G&J down in Portland. Nonetheless, those guys managed to find an interesting happening down at the Lone Fir cemetery, so we loaded our thermoses with Irish coffee and drove over. We had to wait a short spell to get in, which was fine because it gave us time to sip the coffee and bump into the curator of the 24-hour Church of Elvis (previously believed to be gone for eternity). It is in storage, but looking for a more permanent place to inhabit.

Portland loves me, and I think I love it back!

Victor Lazlo — Fri, 19 Jan 2007 01:13:14 -0700

Took a quick weekend trip to Ptown (Stumptown, the Rose City, whatever you like) to visit the new home of brotha' Dave. Even though he's still fishing off the coast of Ventura right now, braving 30-40 ft. swells, we felt compelled to see it without his presence. It's a nice place in a nice neighborhood (not counting the crazy drunk across the street - but he's harmless, we think). We met some of his neighbors and took many walks.