Settling In

Bryce and I have boysenberry cobbler to eat this evening, that we got "to go" from the quaint restaurant near Mt. Hood.  Mt. Hood is our new mountain that we live by, here in Portland, Oregon.  It's about an hour and a half away from home, and the plan was to go hiking today.  Well Bryce ended up going hiking; I ended up being seized by fear from the prospect of bears and didn't go more than 2 minutes down the path.  It's been three and a half years since my last hike in bear territory after all, and my fear of bears seems to have increased.

So I had a pleasant three hours in the car napping in the sun with a gorgeous view of Mt. Hood while Bryce hiked on his own. He said the only animals he saw were the two dogs that some hikers were walking.  He also heard a chipmunk.  I wish there was an app for Bear GPS so I knew how close they all were to me.

After a lunch/dinner at this wooden restaurant called the "Zigzag" we met up with friends for kickball.  It was a late 6pm game and it was already getting dark an hour later, when the game finished up.

Home now for boysenberry cobbler and tea.  Bryce wants to know how I'm supposed to heat up my water for my tea as we don't have an electric kettle.  "Microwave," I say, and he jokingly gasps.

Every day we have is touched by New Zealand, in some way or another.