Kris and I had a wonderful time in Portland. To begin with, once again we were treated to the glories of mountains, deep gorges, and waterfalls cascading down green mountains. You can see what I mean here:
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I’m staring down into the Columbia River Gorge.
And can’t see diddly-squat … we always end up in the Pacific NW when it rains and swamps the area with fog. I joke with my Pac NW students that there may not even be mountains out there — we’ve never seen them.

And here we are looking at Multnomah Falls. (There’s a top somewhere; I think this falls comes straight down from Zeus on Mt Olympus.)
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But, closer up we saw some beautiful natural water falls on our trip from Portland down to the Multnomah Falls. Here’s one:
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Actually, that’s stretching the truth. Sunday, on our way back to the airport, Mount Hood was majestic … sitting there with its white cover.
The nicest thing I saw in Portland? The famous pillar in front of one of the finest book stores in the world: Powell’s. It’s propped me up for years.
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Tony, what do you think of those sneakers? (Nikes!) These sweat pants are on only about 7 days a week. I got a second pair for when these are in the wash.
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