Walking continues...

I've been around, I swear. I just hate hate hate walking in the summer. I am very scandanavian, and the sun and the heat make me melt. I hid in my dark room and the gym throughout July and August, and then walked in a lackluster manner through the winter.

But I'm getting back on the wagon. Last weekend I walked to Mt. Tabor:



Someone made an altar out of an old drinking fountain. Portland can be weird.

Of course, the Steel Bridge and surroundings are still busily being photogenic. The day I took this I could really smell the wheat dust in the air, as they were loading that ship with delicious Plains Wheat for transport. It's a good thing I have no allergies.