We’re staying at Carolyn and Tommy’s beautiful abode in Portland for the weekend, and they (and their pooch, Lucca) treated us to an exhaustingly fun afternoon on Mount Hood.
Luckily for us, Tommy had enough gear to protect a bunch of Californians from the elements. Though I’d donned my warmest cords, wool sweater, jacket, and boots, Tommy took one look at me and started handing me more layers: rain pants, down jacket, and Wellingtons.
Little J had so many layers that I thought he’d have trouble moving. Not so much. The kid took to saucering and sledding like nobody’s business.
We ended up playing for a few hours. We all tried out the saucers and sleds. We all got tossed, spun, and dumped. We all will sleep very well tonight. After a big and hot well-deserved home-made meal.