Friday, June 11, 2010

COAST HIGHWAY DAY 5

DAY 5: the LAST day - sigh...


-Woke up at the butt crack of dawn and drove from Corvallis to Tillamook.
-Checked out the competitor ... Tillamook Cheese Factory


It's only appropriate that I would be the cow...I'm just sayin'
I took a picture of this for my pops.
Pops,
If this is really how "A Day in the Life of a Dairy Farmer is" then maybe you should consider changing producers. Your daily schedule is waaaaaaaay harder than this. At least you get breaks to check Cougarfan.com right!?!
Love,
Your daughter who loves you and has fallen in love with the Oregon Coast and would like to visit you there
Notice how many pieces of cheese Clayton has on his toothpick. We take advantage of the unsupervised samples.
This picture is also for my pops. I have (or should day "had") about 5 of his "free" producer and vendor sweatshirts in my closet. Each time we go to Trenton I "borrow" one. After years of doing this "borrowing" and having pops blame it on either Cort, Brandon or Mom, he has finally caught on to my ways. So to get back at him for taking back all his sweatshirts from me we were going to buy these competitor ones...until we decided that $50 to make dad mad wasn't worth it. Don't worry pops our hearts are still with Gossners.
-Ate ice cream at Tillamook for breakfast. Ice cream = breakfast of champions I say. Pardon the awful picture of me. We got up early...
-Spotted a waterfall just off of the road on our way to Portland.
-Went to the Portland LDS Temple. Loved it. Wish we could have done a session, but it was Memorial Day and a Monday.
I loved the doors. Sorry you have me blocking them in the picture...


-Found a Trader Joe's and stocked up on our favorite dried mango.

-Drove around Portland. The only other time I went to Portland didn't leave a fabulous impression on me. I was around 11 years old and with the family in the rockin' dodge caravan. it was probably the 2nd time I had been outside of Utah (not counting Idaho). Dad stopped the van and got out to ask for directions. I immediately made mom lock the doors because it was a big, dark city with homeless people. I was sure that they were going to kill dad. Pretty sure it was my first time seeing a homeless person. I was sure from that moment on that Portland was evil. Well come to find out that Portland is not evil. Who would have thought. I wish we could have spent more time there, but we needed to get to the airport.

I was surprised how much we liked Oregon. We fell in love with all the beauty of the coast...how green everything was, the big trees, wildlife, lighthouses, waterfalls, small towns, etc. There was so much to do and see that we didn't get to. Guess we will have to go back.

2 comments:

Rachel said...

yep, good thing you were the cow in the picture because remember that time the guy in the temple called you a heifer!? That was rude, huh?!

I also remember getting lost in Portland when we were tots. It is about the only thing I remember from that trip in Oregon. Except that we stayed in Pendleton and went to the zoo.

mom said...

HOLY COW! Thats a huge bowl of icecream! Did you really eat all of that? Okay, so the farmer's schedule is pretty much the same as dads, but take off all the meals that farmer had, especially the breakfast one. The waterfall is pretty and so was the temple. Sorry you didn't get to go through a session. I'm sorry, but I can't remember getting lost in Portland, but them I can't remember going to the zoo either. hmmmmm...I can only remember Brandon being sick and onery. Glad you guys had some memories of that trip. Glad you guys had fun. Love ya