On the rainiest day in Porland, Brian, Captain the dog, Maggie and I loaded into the little red truck and drove to Multnomah Falls. The water was falling hard from the sky onto our windshield and we each quietly hoped it would let up a little bit before we got to the bottom of the hike.
It is a big goal of mine to check off every state on my “States I’ve Been To” list, so I was really excited when Brian pointed out the window and said Washington was just on the other side of the river. I thought that might be enough for me to say I’ve been there, but now I just don’t feel like I can. It would be like cheating. Right? But I can say I’ve almost been to Washington.
So we braved the hard rain and walked up to Multnomah Falls. So beautiful.