Breakfast with Don

Don , whom I met last in Idlewild at breakfast, lives in Portland. This morning he drive out for us to have breakfast together. He is cook for a caterer and will enter retirement next year. We talked about trails and dreams and then he drove me to the trail, a last photograph and I crossed the Bridge of the Gods into Washington an up the first mountain.
The same age old high trees, only this time they were not burnt! A forest jungle with streams and lakes awaited me.Läs mer