Showing posts from April, 2013


When I left the house the other morning to head West on a 4 hour drive that takes me through the gorge, I wasn't expecting the fierce wind.  Teach me to check the weather report through the Columbia Gorge. When I joined the trucks and cars on I-84, I feared we would all become bumper cars for the gusts that channeled through the gullies.  We were certainly targets for the tumbleweeds that had long lost their tumble in exchange for bullet intensity.  The anxiety and my morning coffee combined to make me so appreciative of an Oregon's highway rest stop... they really are nice and well kept ...but I could barely get my car door open, not to mention the struggle to get the heavier restroom door to respond to my road weary arms.  If I had designed that particular rest area, I would have put the men's room on the prevailing wind side. Deeper into the gorge the rain was relentless, but the wind backed off a bit. The river, however, was doing its best to impersonate the ocea