After Seattle we headed towards Sisters, Oregon where one of my good friends from high school would be getting married that weekend. This meant lots of time in the car so we decided to leave Seattle early and drive with intending to stop when we saw something cool. When you are in the car for awhile with your spouse things start to become really funny for no apparent reason. Except when your husband yells out “Look there’s Mount Everest!” And after laughing for a bit you realize he’s not laughing and says “What? When we go around this curve you’ll see Mount Everest.” I laughed so hard I didn’t know how to tell him that we were not looking at Mount Everest but Mount St. Helens. After he found out he was wrong he said he totally knew that and was joking. Not so much honey…you were totally serious.
We knew we’d be driving by Mount St. Helens and wanted to get as close to it as we could, even if Pat forgot the name of it. Unfortunately we were there just about two weeks shy of being able to get to one of the observatories that looked really cool. The roads were still shut down from snow. We stopped at one of the visitor’s centers though, walked outside to get some fresh air and took pictures of the view of the mountain from as close as we could get.
We drove through Portland knowing we’d be back there soon and headed into the Western Cascade Mountains. There were times when we didn’t see another car for several miles driving through the mountains. And those were the moments that we had car conversations that went a bit like this – Pat: “This would be the perfect place to come if there’s a zombie apocalypse.” Me: “What? Who says something like that?! Stop watching that weird show.” About 15 minutes later as we were driving through a section of super tall trees surrounding us I said, “This is just like Twilight.” And I realized I had no right to make fun of his zombie stuff.
I was trying my best to keep my eyes on the road as I drove (with my car sickness, Pat driving those curvy roads would have made me puke). I would slow down if no one was behind me to take in the views of the rapids below us, water flowing on the edges of the mountains and huge beautiful lakes. We stopped at the Detroit Dame to get walk around and take in the view while people were fishing around us.
We checked into Five Pine Lodge and were blown away by the rooms, I mean small cabins, there. We had just left our small city-room hotel to walk into a separate, private cabin with a huge bathroom, fireplace with comfy chairs and outdoor seating overlooking the beautiful trees and a creek. I wanted to grab a book and just relax. We gathered with our friends and headed to the rehearsal dinner. The rehearsal dinner had an amazing view…we don’t get to see this in Indiana!
After staying up late outside wrapped in robes (because we all forgot warmer clothes) and talking as we tried to be louder than all the frogs, we head back inside and completely passed out after all the driving and having a warm fireplace to fall asleep to. Pat and I got up the next morning and headed into the little town of Sisters to get breakfast. We then met up with everyone and explored the fun shops together. We stopped in at Sisters Coffee Company and I was convinced to get the blended chai tea after I asked what was the best, unique drink they had. Think chai tea milkshake…yep, it was good.
Then it was wedding time! Talk about a beautiful location for a wedding. This was my view when I looked up.
It’s so much fun to be a wedding guest after photographing 30 something weddings a year for several years. You realize you can’t be picky on photos as a guest though. I didn’t get a super good spot to take many good photos during the ceremony so I’ll settle for this photo of Jate and Megan walking down the aisle as husband and wife. I know I mentioned this before about my friend Jay’s wedding, but I love seeing my guy friends from high school fall in love and marry these beautiful women. Jate was all choked up as Megan walked down the aisle and it took a lot to not cry seeing him like that!
It’s been almost been 15 years since we graduated high school. Okay, I need to breath after typing that. It feels like yesterday and yet so long ago. Regardless of how many years have passed since then I feel blessed that for some crazy reason our small group of high school friends have kept in contact. I know it’s super rare for that to be the case and I am so thankful for these guy friends I have (and now their wives) and my girlfriends (and now their husbands) that have known me so long and understand my past. Pat and I had so many wonderful conversations with them over the weekend and I was reminded why I was so thankful to have them as close friends in high school. I also think I realized why I never dated anyone in high school…I was always with these guys. Meet my best guy friends from high school…Jay, Chad, Jate and Bryan.
Here’s a view of the Five Pine location. Pretty beautiful huh?
Pat and I are so bad at taking photos of us together on trips because I’m a little weary of handing my professional camera to a stranger to take one and the majority of the time the photo comes out completely out of focus. But at other times it works out, thanks Jay.
After a super fun night at the wedding dancing and then hanging out together in one of our cabin/rooms (really not sure what to call them!), Pat and I woke up early, hit Sisters Coffee Company for some fuel for the road and started to drive through the Eastern Cascades on the way to Portland. I had to get one last shot of the view from our place though. Wish we could have relaxed a little longer there.
We decided to take a different route back to Portland to get in some different views. Talk about a dramatic change of scenery. The Western Cascades were lush and green and the Eastern Cascades felt as though were driving through the desert. In fact, it’s called the “high desert.” We drove by Smith Rock and headed towards Mount Hood.
We had been told by several people to take the Fruit Loop around Mount Hood so we opted for a bit of a longer drive for some stunning views. As we drove up towards Mount Hood we started to hit some snow/rain mixture and I was getting nervous and had to go to the bathroom so bad! We found some random place to stop and got out of the car to freeze. We were both wearing T-Shirts in 30 degree weather. There was a family there too, bundled up and sledding. We certainly were not dressed for that! The weather had changed a lot for sure.
Apparently we were driving through the Fruit Loop area at the wrong time of year, again about two weeks before everything begins to be more lively. It still was a fun to drive through fields of fruit trees and we stopped several times to take in the view. It was a bit too cloudy to get Mount Hood into the photo though. At one point, we saw a random sign for a glass blowing artists’ workshop and turned to check it out. I think Pat could have sat there all day and watched the guy as he moved the glass around so gently. It was a fun little stop along the drive.
Our scenic route drive lead us right to Multnomah Falls. I of course left my wider lens in the car so I couldn’t get the whole stinkin waterfall in the photo! Ugh…oh well, it was an amazing site.
We walked up to the bridge in the above photo and realized we could keep going to the top of the waterfall along some paths. I looked at Pat and he laughed knowing I wouldn’t want to do it. Something in me wanted to get over this stupid fear of heights I have though so I said “let’s go” and we started along. I have never seen such a random selection of people as we were walking up. It’s not like we were dressed in hiking gear or anything but we saw several women in heels, HEELS people, walking up the steep inclines. Interesting…just not my optimal choice for that kind of walking. We got to the top and you could stand on this platform to look over. My hands were shaking a little bit but I did it, with one hand holding onto the railing. I did it…I stood on something really high and didn’t panic. I think it did wear me out a bit though so Pat and I sat on a rock and listened to the water rushing by before heading down. There was a girl sitting on a giant rock up there reading her Bible. That struck me as pretty cool to do in that location.
I love traveling with this man. We both have the same interests which makes it super easy and although we usually get into at least one fight, normally over me being hungry and us being lost, but it all comes back together and we just take in our surroundings together. I hope we can pass on this love for traveling to the boys.