Our four days along the Columbia River held a little bit of everything in store: hours of relaxation, tremendous landscapes and mountain peak glory, scrumptious food, fascinating people+extreme sport-watching, and numerous, relentless, destructive f***ing SQUIRRELS!
Our first night at Memaloose SP, nestled at the seat of a spectacular gorge and along the edge of the river that also serves as the Washington State border, was looking up in all sorts of ways compared to our previous two camping experiences…and then the squirrels attacked. A tiny mistake of leaving Tegan’s food in the tent while we spent the evening cruisin’ around the ultra cool Hood River (the kite surfing capital of the world) meant that while we were gawking at the dramatic craggy snow peaks and excitedly gathering meal supplies, who knows how many forest rodents were having a blast eating and crapping everywhere in our only home for these next few months. And to boot, they not only chewed a hole large enough to pass through…they somehow figured out the mechanics of our door zipper and excused themselves out the polite way. They are cute, but they are evil – be not deceived.
After some shoddy patch-up work with duct tape, the rest of our stay was quite delightful. We got lots of down time to read, game, write. We watched the third Democratic debate while chowin’ down on incredibly flavorful mom-made Mexican food. We found the cutest orchard farm store and had their marionberry and huckleberry milkshakes. We went on a bright and sunny hike up the gorge and into the hills, then drove to the waterfront to watch dozens of kite surfers enjoying the weekend breezes. And we made some incredible hot breakfasts!
We’re now headed back west to spend a week in Portland, which will also give us time to get the tent repaired…and space to fuss over our leaky sleeping pad as well. Wish us luck on these crucial errands as we explore the infamous brunch lines and bridges of this dream-of-the-90s PNW highlight!
Enjoy your final week of summer, all <3