8.10.2012

day II in portland

epic homes everywhere.  a morning bike ride revealed how awesome the surrounding neighborhood was...
payed a visit to next adventure an epic outdoors store, with everything from bike shoes, to carhartts, to used fishing nets...heavenly.
campagnolo, not for sale.
the bargain basement
tons of bike shoes, old and modern, leather and carbon 



lunch time rolled around, and it we had to give olympic provisions a shot



meat's the name of the game here.
counter seating, with epic sushi style display for meats.
the anti californian wine list didn't suck
baby octopus, spiced corona beans+aioli 
clockwise from top left; chorizo, sweet coppa, rillettes, pork+pistachio terrine, soppressata pickles+mustard

pickled egg
mortadella, provolone, pickled onion and aioli on ciabatta
prices were refreshingly reasonable compared to the bay area


after lunch, we took a trip out to the colombia river gorge to multnomah. this is  horsetail falls
multnomah falls
the colombia river
after dinner with friends, we had to see voodoo doughnuts
maple bacon bar
the no name bar, chocolate, rice crispies, and peanut butter

the famous voodoo doll, complete with pretzel pin, and an obnoxious amount of gooey raspberry jelly filling...awesome

8.08.2012

manilla>portland


said our goodbyes to the beautiful northern california coast 
but were soon greeted by the lush rivers of the northwest
getting into oregan in late afternoon, we found ourselves hungry.  despite usual ways of frugality, ken's sidewalk cafe looked to good to pass by
it was everything we could have hoped for and more.
nice napkin dispensers to boot
couldn't pass up cabelas either... 
b-vis does some shopping
greeted by a hot summer evening in portland.  good thing this town ain't dry.

healthier bike culture here than SF
tripped around this place for hours.  remarkable selection.
even books about shore fishing halibut in alaska
finished it off with some refreshments and tots at rogue
the OREgasmica
and a pilsner

8.07.2012

SF>Manilla

a quick stop at wild flour bread, in freestone is always vital.   
the friendly, happy, down home crew
and their garden out the back...




mulberries
amaranth


then to sf...
secret gardens...
and pop top elements 


and fine dining
bay berry
across the 128, through anderson valley

and into boonville...
a quick pitstop for a refreshment, and lesson in the local language; boontling

the finest barstools around 
out to the coast, and it was calm and sunny... 

make our way into manilla by early evening, in time for our gracious host scooter to show us how it's done
beachy


finished off the salmon
carne asada, awaits.  thanks scott
the view of the sunset on Eureka across the Humbolt bay, from the back deck.

and tomorrow,  Portland ho!