That was my and my Mom's morning. She made a reservation that would allow her to park there and visit, picked me up, and headed east. We zigzagged through morning traffic and patchy fog, watching as the weather cleared more and more (to the hazy weather Portland has at the moment, due to high ash from California getting into our air at altitude; it meant we didn't see Mt. Hood during this trip).
No surprise, Multnomah Falls and the lodge near it are pretty. It also is soothing. That helped. I sat on the steps leading up to the currently closed path to the bridge over the lower falls — many of the paths remain closed while the area regrows after the fires that got near the falls in 2017 — and watched, both the water and the people also visiting. They and I took pictures and appreciated the view, as well as the ambience.
This helped. Afterwards Mom and I got hot drinks, then returned to Portland, stopping for lunch at Space Monkey Coffee before we went our separate ways.
Photos, why not:
