Monthly Archives: August 2013

The Bus at Mt. Hood (thinking back)

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As B and I start the process of traveling and exploring the Northwest more, I am reminded of past trips that are so dear. This particular trip comes to mind and since Laura has such beautiful photos, I will share a story here.

I am profoundly lucky to be surrounded by such inspiring people and equally to be able to call them friends. This trip was a short getaway up to The Bus in Hood River with Laura and Amos. It is such a nice place to escape, just an hour from the city you are free. No electricity. No running water. Just the old bus on the side of hill facing a mountain. We had laughter and tears(Henry 10months at the time) and ideas shared about travel and living simply. Blake played us music and we made a fire in the old wood stove. Laura and Amos shot this video of B there the next day:

and here is the link to Laura’s blog post:

http://dartphotographie.com/blog/early-november-hood-river-or/

This was the beginning of so many more adventures. Here is little H not letting me(or anyone) sleep late on the bus. Image

A Past Adventure

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Here is a photo story about a dinner and camping adventure to the coast at Cape Lookout State Park when little Henry was only eight months old. Lucky for us we were able to stay in the cozy vintage trailer for the night instead of camping in the rain like the rest of the folk. One of my favorite memories of the Northwest so far. Thanks to Laura Dart and Kinfolk for the beautiful night and dinner.

http://dartphotographie.com/blog/kinfolk-cape-lookout-or/

The Long and Winding Road.

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It was 6 a.m. on Wednesday morning.  Our car was packed (literally. I could not see out the windows ) and we were leaving my home state of Texas for good.  We said our goodbyes to my family and headed west.  Thus began our thirty eight hour trip in the car.  Blake slept for the first part and then we started taking shifts.  The drive went pretty smooth until around 5 a.m when neither of us could stay awake even with the help of energy drinks and coffee. We decided to try and catch a nap in a parking lot only to be woke up by the security guard fifteen minutes later. I decided to walk over to the nearby diner and refuel with coffee once more. West. West. West.  The rest of the drive went easy and B and I had fun laughing and talking and generally feeling quite delirious. We finally pulled into Portland and made it to B’s big brother’s house. Welcome home to Portland, adventures await. Four years later and we are revisiting the idea of family that travels together and documenting the process, good and bad. We are now toting along a two year old named Henry who is our greatest adventure so far. Read and laugh with us as we share our lives with you.

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