Fresh off the glow of a wildly successful grandparent weekend, we headed south about 45 miles for an overnight stop at Champoeg State Park and historical site. It's a bucolic landscape just bursting with fall color, wet foliage, and campers. We were lucky to get a spot, and as we sauntered through the loops dozens of small children could be seen scampering here and there. It could be that these people are from Portland, which would make sense because it's an easy highway drive that ends in a spectacular site, eminently safe for children, and reminiscent of the wilderness. Everywhere we looked, people were gathered around campfires, the crackling of burning wood mingling with chatter and laughter. We had spent the morning with Chad and Sawyer, a little bit saddened that Sawyer's soccer game had been cancelled. Chad assuaged our gloom by treating us to a diner quality breakfast of bacon, blueberry pancakes, scrambled eggs, and coffee. While he cooked, we played cribbage with Sawyer who is taking to the game just like an Oregon duck takes to water. He's becoming so aware that he's noticing things like when Mimi (The Wily Cager) tries to count her hand twice, and in the ensuing confusion claims that she knows for sure that it is her crib. It's good to have another witness to her seemingly innocent caginess. After breakfast, we took advantage of the fact that the torrential rain of the previous night gave way to broken clouds and a brief peak at the sun to go on a bike ride with Sawyer along a rail trail that traverses Portland. We then gave tours of the Airstream to Chad's curious neighbors. By then, we had just enough time for a late lunch. We dropped Sawyer off at his mom's house and made our way here. Clearly, life is good, especially today.
I believe the black pegs (Pop Pops') finished in the lead:)
Two sort of sad faces after being whipped by Pop Pops.
Biker babe and biker grandson.
Points west all the way past Boring.
Points east toward downtown Portland.
This section of trail is over thirty miles long.
Mimi and Sawyer learning about the natural world.
A couple of rare terrazzo salmon.
Fric and Frac in site thirty-one. A very pleasant one night stopover.
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