See that fog hanging low over the top of the hill there? It tends to engulf the West Hills, even when the lowlands are experiencing sun.
Another good reason? Earthquakes.
Some of the wood between the siding pieces has rotted with the extreme sun exposure on the south side. So we’re getting new wood pieces and a paint job!
For unknown reasons Upstairs Kitty’s owner decided to shave her for the summer. Her fur is slowly growing back. Upstairs Kitty declined to pose for the picture. She’s contrarian like that. Which I would be too, if someone shaved off all my fur, leaving a stupid tuft at the end of my tail.
Things were happening with this house! Aside from a massive tree being cut down (I think it was off to the left) There are some siding things going on.
Look at the layers! You can see the original boards, the original wood siding and the aluminum siding that was added. I’m quite curious as to what the plan is.
There is one of those great U-shaped apartment complexes on my way to Fred Meyer. This particular one has three separate structures around a grassy green space. I’ve long admired it. (And, if truth be told, fantasized about buying the whole thing, renovating one of the structures into a single family house, renting out the other structures and having an amazing garden in the green space. You know, with all my spare money. And time.)
At any rate, the entire time I’ve lived in the Kenton neighborhood, the same couple has rented this apartment. I walked by today and they were gone! The apartment is empty.
I never met this couple, but I enjoyed seeing the poster they hung on the wall of some country star. I always thought it was Toby Keith, but I can’t be sure. And they had one of those old-timey photos you get taken at the fair. It was framed. I liked the way they shifted their furniture around every December, to accommodate their Christmas Tree. I maybe liked this couple so much because they always had their blinds open so I could observe these things as I walked back and forth running my errands.
I hope their move was a good one, and they are happy in their new place.
This building has been looking like something was going to happen to it for several years now. But recently, this hopeful sign sprouted on its side.
I’ve long loved this building, it reminds me of a Gus Van Sant film. (From the early, gritty-Portland era) You can read about the genesis of the Harlow Hotel here.
It’s got really good bones and those store front retail spaces could be great.
Fingers crossed for the Harlow Hotel!
I’ve often featured this view of Paul Bunyan from the Max stop, but I’ve recently become aware that Babe, Paul Bunyan’s Blue Ox is standing nearby. Can you see him?
Hint: he’s invisible, or nearly so. Only his hooves are showing. Here’s a different blog post about Paul B.
Since January 25, my first day at work, I’ve been pretty darn good about getting off at the Rose Quarter and walking over the Steel Bridge. I think I’ve not done it fewer than five times. One challenge I have with taking the same walk over and over is that things can feel stale. So I try to look for small changes as I walk.
Here is my approach to the bridge. I have a picture of this from 2007 covered in wildflowers. Alas, it’s reverted to grass. She’s a persistent one, that grass. For a two-week period earlier in the year this was covered in Canada geese chomping away. But they moved to another part of their life cycle after some point and the rain eventually washed all their poop off the sidewalk.
I believe this random post used to have more than a No Parking sign on it. But who knows what it was? Regardless, the end of the horizontal post is open and for a period of time (I assume it was nesting time) I would usually see a sparrow perching at the edge of the opening and chirping away.
A way to measure peak moss. We have moved through Peak Moss Month (this year: March) and the moss has started to recede.
This grain silo operation is continually fascinating to me. Sometimes the ships are *poof* suddenly there. And then they sit for a week or more. Why do they sit so long? And why do I mostly never see any sailors on the ships? I once came across the ship being filled, which was quite fun to watch.
Today we have a barge. I always like barges, probably because I learned the song “Barges” at Girl Scout camp.
Work is being done on the Steel Bridge. Can you spot the workers?
Another game I’ve been playing is to see when all the slips are filled with boats. At first there were just two, but they’ve been slowly arriving as we have so much nice weather. Also, I really like that condominium complex. Though it’s more geometric than I would choose to build, I think it’s aged well and looks great against the river and the city.
It took several weeks for me to notice that the black sign lights up with the words “stopped vehicles ahead”. And then several more weeks to figure out what triggers it. The train is the trigger. When the Green and Yellow lines make the hard turn to the right at the base of the bridge all traffic must stop, so the sign illuminates.
The beach where a lot of dogs play. I don’t think that beach was there earlier in the year, so I will watch the water level change.
Over the tracks. I often think of Jan when I walk this part, as she lived in for some time in an apartment that is just out of view.
These three semi trucks are parked behind the abandoned fire station house I would like to renovate.
As you can see, homeless people have taken to living in them.
It is easy to get around this fence.
I am quite pleased with the renovation of this building. It sat empty for many of my years living in Portland. There seems to be a gym in the basement. I enjoy wondering if today will be the day I look up to see what gym it is.
The red brick building is the old Blanchet House. When the new Blanchet House was built on the opposite corner of the block, the billboard space became less desirable. So this billboard is slowly being peeled away by the elements. It’s also exposing its signage precursor.
At this point, my camera battery died, so you will have to wait to see other highlights from my walk to work.
We’re back on the highway for our final page of stamps on the quest. It seems our last page will mostly be a strip mall McMenamins experience. In our haste to finish, I neglected to take pictures of most of our stops.
Matt’s final stamp came at the Highland Pub. He claimed his pint glass prize.
Mine came from the not-at-all-romantically named Mall 205 Pub. I show off my pint glass.
It is ironic that our final prize said “On the quest to be a Cosmic Tripster.” Because, you know, we’re done with that quest. If we were the type of people to drop mics, the mic would be dropped right here.
We had a lot of places to visit so we started early. Our first stop:
We arrived just as the restaurant was opening. That purple ball had the cephalopod on it we needed to find to get our shirts.
On to Eugene. Laurie and Matt pose outside our first location.
Visiting our second Eugene location (which was my favorite in this town)
Stopping at North Bank for two more stamps and our prize.
Our prize was a basket of fries or tots. We also ordered lunch, which turned out to be a mistake.
You know you’re in Eugene when the McMenamins has bike parking.
Onto Corvallis. Our first location had this amazing sink sculpture:
The second location had an English Pub feel. Here we collected our prize of one free appetizer each.
Next came Salem and this amazing historic house-turned-restaurant.
Our last stop in Salem. Time to claim our prize: sandwich or wrap of our choice.
Wisely, we took them to go. While we were waiting, we sang happy birthday to Phoenix, an eight year old who covered his ears while everyone on the patio serenaded him.