Portland to San Francisco: Vol. 1

My 30th birthday present to myself, a trip from Portland to San Francisco, came with an extra gift from my wife, as about two weeks before, Jess and I found out we were going to be parents. We've always said that we don't want having children to slow us down, so without second guessing our decision we boarded a plane from Nashville to Portland. 

We stayed at the Ace Hotel in Portland, which was beautifully decorated and historic feeling, and on our first night there, I ran into a friend from Nashville while we were shopping at Poler Portland. He showed us around town for a few minutes and gave us suggestions before hopping back to his plans. We popped into Pépé le Moko to get me a drink before crashing early. Thanks jet lag. 

It was about 4:30am when we got a wonderful wakeup call from some noisy neighbors, if you know what I mean. So with them be fairly loud, we really couldn't sleep through it, so we both showered and headed out for our first day of exploring.

The only place open where we could grab some food at that time was Voodoo Doughnut, so after Captain Crunch and Cocoa Puffs doughnuts and a coffee, we headed along the Columbia River Gorge Highway, watching the sun rise over the mountains and into the gorge. The temperature was around 30 degrees and the wind was so strong, we could hardly open the car doors, so we didn't get out of our car much, other than to make a couple quick hikes to waterfalls.

At Multnomah Falls, we stopped at Multnomah Falls Lodge and were pleasantly surprised by the brunch. We stopped at a few more scenic stops along the highway before making our way up to Mount Hood. Without wanting to hike too much, and Jess sleeping most of the drive, we just made one or two quick stops before returning to the hotel to call it a day.

I don't even think we really even hiked a mile in total the entire day. I know, I know. It's only my first post and it feels like I should change the name of the blog.

Anyways, for dinner, we had a great meal at Grassa, and stopped at a local popup market where we bought a few gifts for friends, as Christmas was soon approaching. We tried to stay awake as long as possible, but after I had a couple drinks from Clyde Common and a long day, we were both done.

The next morning we woke up and headed to see a bit of Mount St. Helens, and we spent an hour trying to find this one place that we never made it to. Instead we just ended up walking around the visitor center at Silver Lake before heading back into Oregon. We made our way over to Astoria, which might be the coolest town ever, and grabbed a beer and lunch at the Rogue Public House. I kinda wish we had stayed a bit longer in Astoria and explored, but we only had a few hours to make it to Cannon Beach before the sunset.

Cannon Beach is magical place. We could've watched sunsets and sunrises for days. and ended our vacation. But we didn't, and the adventure continued. We headed back to Portland and relaxed for a few minutes before we caught a film at the Living Room Theater across the street, which we thoroughly enjoyed the meal, but could've picked out a better film. Not even going to tell you what we saw. 

The next day began our adventure down the PCH.

To Be Continued...