Ellen and Mike went off to spend a day and a night in the Gorge, and John and I went around to show Sherry and Giles more of Portland. Giles and I started our morning right at Trinity Cathedral. I neglected to bring my camera along here, and surprisingly there are not even any good pictures of the building to swipe from the internet. It’s a handsome old building with a fine organ. For a Sunday in August, it was almost full.
We started our tour at the famous Saturday Market at the foot of the Burnside Bridge. It’s so great that they have it on Sunday, too. We’re here at the Skidmore Fountain dedicated as a place where “men, horses, and dogs” can drink from. The Saturday Market is always entertaining. There was a guy standing there asking for money for “beer, weed, and pornography”. At least he was honest!
We come by here each year to buy a couple new dog beds from the women at Doodle Bug Duds.
After this, we rented bikes for a half day. John and I had done this earlier this summer. We put them on the Max Line and took them up to the West Hills by the zoo. Here we are waiting for the streetcar.
The charm of this particular trip is that it is almost all downhill.
It takes you past the fabulous Rose Garden. We added one more rose to this arrangement.
Following this, we went to the Japanese Gardens there. John artfully arranged us in a contemplative pose.
John was also struck by the way that the garden designer seemed to plan sunlight as a element of his plan.
John also stopped and offered to take a picture of a father and his family. In return, the man took pictures of all of us.
We continued through the park and then took Sherry shopping in Northwest Portland. She liked the stores on 23rd Avenue. Since we were on bikes, however, it was hard to buy anything big.
Tomorrow we are off to the Columbia Gorge.
