I am writing this from the home of my dear friends Wendy and Tim, in the middle of the great city of Portland.
But boy it wasn't easy getting here. Not because the drive was difficult or anything, but because we spent so much time and effort getting ready for this event.
About two hundred pieces, organized according to style.
Poor Lydia knew something was up. She hates it when any one of us leaves.
I hit the road about 5 am this morning, even before the sun rose.
Highlights from the trip. Pretty farm scenes, photos taken by literally holding up the camera and hoping for the best. (I didn't post the numerous ones that didn't turn out.)
A massive stack of hay, already baled and tarped.
The Palouse is very green and verdant this time of year.
There are signs several miles in advance, warning about the steep grade descending into the Washington town of Colfax.
Broad vistas of wheat, ready to harvest.
Coming into Colfax.
See? Ten percent grade.
Colfax is a very nice old-fashioned farming town.
Beyond Colfax, things got much drier.
It's amazing what lucky shots you can capture by holding up the camera and snapping randomly. This was a flock of Canada geese flying by.
The land got flatter and flatter.
Soon sagebrush started getting interspersed with the wheat.
I liked the windmill, but the color adjustment on the camera made the wheat look almost fluorescent.
Finally connecting with Hwy 395 south.
Crossing the mighty Columbia River once...
...and crossing it twice (it loops around) before dumping me into Oregon.
Finally, after many hours, hanging a right toward Portland. In a mere few hours...
Along the windy Columbia River Gorge, lots of giant windmills dot the landscape.
For the rest of the trip, I followed the Columbia River. It's impossible to underestimate just how huge this river is.
It always amazes me how such a huge river runs through such a dry land.
Mt. Hood, looming in the distance.
Things gradually became more verdant as I approached Portland.
Magnificent Multnomah Falls, taken in passing.
Ah, back in the city, with city traffic.
That's all the photos I took today. I spent the afternoon setting up the booth, catching up with my friends Wendy and Tim, and having dinner with an old and dear friend from college, Bruce, and his wife Linda. All in all a tiring but very satisfying day. And I'm glad to be here safe and sound.