We had breakfast this morning at the hotel, which in hindsight wasn’t the best idea, but we wanted to get an early start, so what can you do. Incredibly average breakfast done, we packed the car and headed off. We wanted to make time today, so our first stop for the day was about 2 1/2 hours away, in a place called The Dalles. We are not quite sure how to even pronounce that name, so don’t ask. We saw some very interesting scenery along the way as we left Washington and crossed in to Oregon. Oh, and so just to recap; We started driving in Bozeman, Montana then on to Syringa, Idaho, next Walla Walla, Washington and our final destination Portland, Oregon. Phew!
Lunch stop. We cleverly packed a picnic lunch, which we ate it the car.
Then, more driving. We saw at least 3 of these wind turbine propellers go buy on trucks.
We stopped briefly at Hood River and went in to the visitors centre. The lovely lady in there gave us a good map and explained how we could get to see Multnomah Falls on the way into Portland. So that is what we did.
We saw Horsetail Falls first, which was pretty impressive.
And then drove on to Multnomah Falls (which we like to call Multinova Falls). When we got to their location, suddenly, as if from nowhere, thousands of people appeared from out of nowhere and Blainie’s heart sank as we drove past the full car park. Luckily, just as we were about to turn the corner, away from the Falls forever, a car left, and we snaffled the slightly suspect car park. Hey, it was worth the risk.
The Falls were spectacular. We even walked up to a bridge which was really cool.
Made it back down to the car before we got a wheel clamp, and headed up a huge swirly road to the top of a mountain with a spectacular view.
It really is hard to capture these things in photos, but trust us, it was high and the view was quite amazing.
Then we were back in the car, down the mountain and heading to Portland.
We made it!
Checked in to hotel. Dropped hire car off at rental place. Went for a walk. Found Voodoo Doughnuts. Ate doughnuts. Bacon and maple doughnut. Mmmmmmmm.
This sign sums up Portland pretty well.
Then we found Powell’s Books. The biggest bookshop ever. Blainie lost Steve in there for several hours.
Drinks in the bar in the basement of our hotel.