



We attempted to keep driving up to a scenic lookout to actually see Mt. St. Helens, but the snow was really starting to accumulate on the road so we decided to turn around (best not to run our rental car off the road). It was foggy and rainy enough that I'm not sure we could have gotten a clear look at the mountain anyway. Maybe next time.
As we drove back towards Portland I spotted a collection gnarled tree trunks on the edge of a lake.
We had to stop because, well, I have an unnatural affection for such things.
Breakfast the next morning was provided by the Waffle Window. While we were waiting for our food, I photographed the nearby Bagdad Theatre. It seems great old theaters like this are on practically every corner in Portland.
I instructed Kristen to act casual for this cafe shot. If you look closely, you can see her mentally rolling her eyes.
Kristen's waffle was topped with banana, caramel sauce, whipped cream, and granola. Mine featured bacon, bree, basil, and peach jam. Delicious.
To be continued...
2 comments:
Looks lovely! Glad you got to go.
I wasn't rolling my eyes, I was contemplating how to convince Dave to buy a bright red jumpsuit that was hanging in the store window across the street. I am sorry to say I failed.
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