Escaped the noise and upset animals over the 4th of July and went to the Timberline. I love Mt Hood, as I’ve mentioned a few times on here.
We swam, hung out in the hottub, played shuffleboard, ate great pizza at Blue Ox (the little hidden restaurant at the Timberline), and read nearly all day long.
I never got a great picture of it, but the monarch butterfly migration was in full force – thousands and thousands of them fluttering past me as I read on the patio. So many on the drive down the mountain! One of the servers exclaimed “Oh! Butterflies!” each time she came outside, she was as delighted as we were.
On the way home, we stopped in Hood River to eat dinner at Pfriem brewing. We took a short walk along the Columbia River after that and sat in the shade to watch the kite surfers and paddle boarders.
Relaxed and happy start to July.
I am a kinda lucky person. Recognized.
Oh for pete’s sake. Ordered two pints, made the mistake of identifying the IPA for me, annnnnnd got a half-pint as I am a girl. Beer sexism, I tell ya! Or maybe I look too tiny for a full pint? Ha! I mean Oi!
Working; having a beer; listening to the details of an apparently long overdue break-up; also listening to Dead Milkmen on the jukebox. All-in-all, entertaining and productive.
I walked up to Mash Tun brewpub on Alberta St. After posting this, some grizzled older men set up songs on the jukebox. I thought, uh oh, here comes an hour of Neil Young. But apparently they had a hankerin’ for some Norah Jones, so what do I know.
Small German beer fests with people you love are the best things ever (photo from September, my sister just sent it to me). Each of these are eine Mass Bier, which is 1.06 liters. Weihenstephaner is the oldest brewery in the world
Uh oh, errand running and growler-filling just devolved into a tasting…..might be a loooong day.