Bigfoot festival

Travel and Other Adventures

Today the Mister and I went on an adventure to the first annual Bigfoot Festival in Troutdale, Oregon. It was my first experience at any kind of festival celebrating the paranormal. The most interesting thing about it were the people. As we waiting in line for the shuttle there were three very friendly women in line and they turned around and talked freely with us, as if they’d known us forever. This was nice, but also was weird for me as I’m kind of shy and I don’t go out of my way to talk to strangers in lines. Not for any real reason, except I’m just shy and introverted. It was really quite delightful to talk to these women. They instantly started talking to us about Bigfoot and one of them showed us her recent tattoo, a Sasquatch on her lower leg. I realized to my self that, “wow. People are really into this Bigfoot thing.” As we continued our conversation she showed us a tattoo of an alien on her back neck and told us stories about when they went to an Alien convention in McMinneville and encouraged us to go to it sometime. Then one of them recounted her experience with a UFO sighting.

I don’t know if I have mentioned it here, but I have an irrational fear of getting abducted by aliens, so this conversation was fun. As much as the Alien convention sounds like a hoot, I think I’m gonna have to skip that…

But anyway, it was really fun to talk to them and it made me think that I really should talk to strangers in lines more often.

The festival itself was OK. It was mostly vendors selling Bigfoot themed stuff. There was only one booth that had some educational material, which were photos and casts made of Sasquatch feet in Oregon. I really would have liked to see more of this kind of thing because, frankly, I’m still a skeptic.

I purchased a kit for a really cute knitted zombie

And here is a cute Bigfoot doll I was tempted to buy but didn’t.


And here is a flyer for a book about contact with Aliens that I will never read.

Cape Lookout in a Yurt

Travel and Other Adventures

Saturday morning I get an email from my husband: “Cape lookout has campsites available for Sunday. We can get a regular campsite or we can get a yurt. They have one yurt available.” Me: “Let’s take the yurt!”

It’s been years since we’ve been to Cape Lookout on the Oregon Coast. In fact, the last time we’d camped here was when we lived in Spokane, about  8 years ago. When we were here last I remember thinking it was one of the most beautiful places I’d ever been.

I have to say, it was just as pretty as I’d remembered. And this was the first time I’d ever stayed in a yurt. It was surprisingly awesome! I kind of didn’t even feel like I was camping. There was even electricity! The crazy thing is that I didn’t bother brining a plug to charge my phone because, why would I do that if I am going camping? where am I going to plug my phone in? But our yurt had an electrical outlet. So. My phone was dead for a day with a perfectly good outlet sitting there mocking me. Oh well. It was nice to be unplugged for a bit.

Here are some photos.

The Awesome List, revisited again


I’ve been thinking lately about all of the things I want to do and places I want to see. I have made a few lists here in the past so I thought it would be fun to revisit them to see where I’m at and what I want to add. I have some specific things I’ve been thinking about lately that I will probably do sooner rather than later.

Let’s start with my original list. There aren’t very many things here! And I’ve done them all!:

√1. Develop my own film. Done! and there’s even a blog post to prove it. 

√2. Travel travel travel. Wow. This wish came true in the best way ever. When I wrote the original blog post I had no idea I would meet an amazing tribe of people with the same interest in pinhole photography and that I would travel around the world to meet up with them once a year. Hell, I had no idea I’d be doing pinhole photography for that matter.

√3. Publish my own, handmade book. Did this! I made a book to celebrate my blog’s 10th anniversary in 2013. I handmade 25 books (more like zines) and gave them away to my readers. It was such a fun project!

√4. Make Art. This is kinda vague. But I’ve been doing all sorts of art. My desire to sketch ebbs and flows. Currently not really interested in it. But pinhole photography has really filled a creative void in my life. 

5. Visit underground Portland. Still have yet to do this.

√6. Get a manicure. Finally did this! I feel indifferent about it now. I’m not really a manicure/pedicure kind of girl. I’ve got runner’s feet and my toenails are falling off and it just kind of seems like a waste to paint them. In general It just seems like money that I could spend elsewhere. If I had extra money to spend I wouldn’t mind getting weekly manicures but on the other hand I couldn’t really give a fuck. 

√3. Go on an epic hike. Honestly not sure why this is here. Epic hikes are a part of my lifestyle and have been for many, many years. I have some ideas for more of them, which I will talk about in another post. 

I have another, longer, list that I’ve revisited already. So in another post I think I will list some very specific things that I want to do. I think being specific is key to actually doing those things that are on the bucket list. I definitely have some specific things that I am excited to jump into soon.

Urban exploring 

Travel and Other Adventures

Yesterday Raf and I were driving to lunch and we decided to check out an abandoned building that has captured our attention. It’s enormous and mysterious, with it’s broken windows and multiple floors.

As we wandered around we thought that maybe it was some sort of dog racing track. Eventually a security guard politely chased us away before we ventured inside the building. Probably a good thing.

Doing a quick google, I’ve learned that this is the Multnomah Greyhound Park. When we were there there were cars parked in front. We asked the security guard about them and he said that they were looking at it for demolition. He said that the site was going to be used for a casino.

I am so sad that I didn’t have my pinhole camera with me! This could have been a Pinhole Obscura post. Damn it! Well lesson learned. Never leave the house without my pinhole camera!


Geocaching Adventures


“Do you want to go find this geocache with me? It’s only a block away. C’mon, it’ll just be a few minutes.”
I regret saying those words.

Let me back up a bit. On Saturday there was a group teaching geocaching in our library’s meeting room. The person teaching the class chatted with me about it and, because of his enthusiasm, I thought it sounded really fun.

So I downloaded the “lite” version of the Geocaching application since it promised to guide me on my first quest. I chose a cache called Annabellesmonkey!, which appeared to be very close to my house.   Off we went! We wandered to the spot (crossing a very busy highway) where I thought it might be. No luck at all. But according to the GPS we were practically standing right on it! Or at least very close. We looked up. Aha! It must be at the top of the very steep bluff we were standing next to.

So we wandered back down the busy highway (this is when I started to feel a little bit like a jackass) and found a trail that would lead us up the bluff. We got to the top, but not before I slipped and fell on the slippery mud, muddying up my jeans and bruising (kinda badly) both of my knees (and feeling even more like a jackass). We finally made it to the spot where the cache was supposed to be but graffitied on the spot were the words, “Game Over. Go Home!”  Then an elderly man pulled up in his pickup and told us that the “game piece was not there.”

I was SO disappointed. Especially since I’d injured myself to get to it!

However, we were determined. We tried another one near where we already were. It was located in the middle of the busy highway and a busy street, in a grassy/shrubby area. We hunted around for awhile, avoiding the hypodermic needles.

Which, seriously? Made me feel sad. Never found that one either.

We pushed on to Meinig Park but, again, no luck.  It should have been quite obvious. I’m pretty sure it disappeared too (this is termed, “muggled” by the geocaching community).

We finally found one though! In front of Sandy City Hall. So all was not lost. On our way back home we thought we would try looking for the Meinig Park one again (since we knew what we were looking for). Again, no luck.

We rested for a bit in the picnic area.

Right after I snapped that picture a baby squirrel started to crawl up my leg. I am not fucking kidding. I felt little legs crawling on me so I kicked my leg and a squirrel flew through the air. It scurried away so no harm done. Kind of freaked me out though.

After that we decided to do something that didn’t involve nature quite as directly. So we went for a drive on the Gorge and enjoyed a few viewpoints.

This is from Crown Point:

And this, like the photo from yesterday, is the view of Mt. Hood from the top of Larch Mountain:


A few words about the view from Larch Mountain: HOLY CRAP. How have I never been here before?!? This should have been the first place I visited when I moved here! The view is absolutely stunning!! You can see 5 mountain peaks (more, of you count the smaller mountains in the area). You can even see Rainier! It was such a clear, beautiful day, too. It was a fantastic way to end an, otherwise, frustrating day. (I will go back soon with my Yashica).