My flight landed at Portland International Airport late Sunday night, a mere 48 hours after my last day of work and, for the first time in five years, I was back in the west with no connection to the Northeast. With a new-found appreciation for the beauty of my childhood surroundings, I bounced around the Columbia River Gorge. For a week, I worked on my Syncro, caught up with family and made preparations for the first leg of my road trip.
Summer steelhead and my Benchmade Mini Barrage
Looking west down the Gorge.
Just bellow the Bridge of the Gods.
The Columbia River Gorge is just 45 minutes east of Portland.
A morning hike on Dog Mountain in preparation for the Goruck Ascent fundraiser for Green Berets. Sponsor me using this form.
The waterfall on the Cape Horn Trail.
It feels good to be back.
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