Posts Tagged ‘The Gorge’

Crescent Barred

Monday, June 6th, 2016

Crescent Bar bess byers

Crescent Bar bess byers

Crescent Bar bess byers

Crescent Bar bess byers

Crescent Bar bess byers

It might be Monday, but I wish it was still Memorial Day at Crescent Bar.

Between boat tie-ups, BBQs and secret spot smokeouts, I managed to snap a few photos. TBH I probably took more client photos than personal pics, but such is life…

I haven’t been to Crescent Bar since college and this trip by far surpassed my last. Our camp crew rocked, we had a responsible boat driver and the weather couldn’t have been better. I returned to Seattle with a mild sunburn and unforgettable memories.

Huge thank you to Mallory and Kyndall for making our girls road trip one epic adventure! Next up — SeaFair. Who’s ready!?

♥ BB

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Mt. Hood for Mom’s Birthday

Saturday, January 8th, 2011

Yesterday Mom and I went to Mt. Hood to celebrate her birthday. She’d never skied Hood and I couldn’t wait to show her what my favorite mountain is all about.

We got up before the sun to pack the car and get on the road. Hood is a bit of a trek from Tri-Cities but certainly worth the drive. We watched a picture perfect northwest sunrise and naturally stopped to take pictures before making our way up the mountain.

Fast forward about an hour… Mom and I are on our third run. I rode behind her since it’s easier than stopping every 50 yards to look up the hill. We approach a flat area so I say something about speeding up to wait for her after the hump. I cruise passed, post up and wait. And wait. And wait some more. Slightly annoyed and slightly worried, I unstrap and push up the hill. What do I spy? Mom in a tree well, skis off and clearly disoriented. My mom blasted a tree (and she’s a good skier!) with her thigh, then her head. I didn’t see her crash, but she swears without my helmet she would’ve been seriously injured if not dead.

Mom said she was ok and insisted on skiing, but looking back on her fall we should’ve just called it a day. Mom took two more nasty spills, which certainly didn’t help her hip or confidence. I rode switch all day, which is like learning to ride again, and with my steezy gear I probably looked like the biggest gaper ever. To top it off, the sun sunk behind the clouds and it started to rain.

We retired for the day and drove to Government Camp for food. Mom also wanted to see the infamous Timberline Lodge, as featured in The Shining. I took a few photos but definitely want to photograph the lodge again in the summer. It’s gorgeous. “Here’s Johnny!”

Mom and I got back to our hotel in Hood River and I instantly passed out. I’m bummed, I really wanted to take a night shot from our deck. Our room overlooked the Columbia River and would’ve made for great photos. Sorry, apparently I wanted 15 hours of sleep instead…

It’s a good thing I rested up because Mom didn’t look or feel so hot this morning. Her hip swelled to the size of a softball and she has a bruise for the record books. It runs from her waist to her knee. Talk about gnarly. Mom felt nauseous, started to sweat, got the chills, then barfed her guts out in the bathroom. Concussion anyone? Welcome to Hood Mom. Please don’t let this deter you from coming back!!

Weather and injuries aside, Mom and I had a great time. We always do. My mom is one of my best travel companions. This is just another journey on our list. Something tells me it will be a more memorable trip, even if she didn’t remember parts of it. Happy birthday mom!

♥ BB

Jack Johnson Gorge Concert Coverage

Wednesday, October 6th, 2010

This weekend Teresa, Adam and crew cruised to the Gorge in a camper to kick it, listen to Jack Johnson and soak up the last rays of summer.

After Mic‘s final night with friends, and someone raging a bit too tough, the morning didn’t go well. I slept the whole way to the Gorge while my comrades downed Jello shots and brews. We arrived at the Gorge and got the games going. Boys busted out corn hole, football and a shot ski. Halfway through the day we met up with Kendra and her father Ken, who came to celebrate his birthday.

Before we could finish our bottles, it was concert time. We did the usual Gorge parade to the concert venue. Ken purchased some über overpriced beers before posting up on the hill. Roughly an hour into the concert we realized the abundance of people walking towards the stage. Following the crowd, Teresa, Raven and I walked to the gate. Raven asked the bouncers what we needed to get closer. “Boobs,” they replied.

Once securely inside the “special” area, we mobbed and mashed our way to the front. Seriously, why couldn’t my camera have arrived yesterday!? We sang along to Jack songs while at the same time admiring his good looks. We also had one lurch imply that we’re lesbians. No dude, we’re not and we will not hook up with you. We sang and sweat until we couldn’t take anymore, then walked back to the hill amazed at our Gorge weaseling abilities.

As we left the concert it sunk in that summer really is over. The last Gorge concert of 2010 came and went. Fall is here. While we’re already looking forward to next summer’s lineup, we’re also looking forward to Halloween, holidays and shredding those northwest mountains!

What makes you excited for fall? Where are you riding this winter? Bachelor is calling my name!

♥ BB

Photo of the Day: Day One Hundred Eighty Three

Saturday, October 2nd, 2010

Bah, go figure my new camera arrives the day of the Jack Johnson concert, shortly after I leave. Go figure I am (once again) able to weasel to the front of the show. Go figure!

Regardless of my subpar concert camera situation, I still managed to snap decent photos of Jack Johnson jamming at the Gorge. For obvious reasons, this photo is today’s POTD!

Do you listen to Jack Johnson? If so, what’s your favorite song?

♥ BB

Photo of the Day: Day One Hundred Fifty Seven

Monday, September 6th, 2010

“There shall be eternal summer in the grateful heart.”
-Celia Thaxter

Labor Day is almost over meaning summer is almost over. Where did the time go? What summer experience are you grateful for?

♥ BB