Today in Portland it’s in the nineties,
but summers aren’t always warm, or even dry. When our son CJ was small we
wanted to abandon dreary Portland for a few days. We decided to head east to
Sun River in central Oregon. I made a few calls to secure lodging and
discovered we weren’t the only ones trying to flee the bad weather. Sun River was
completely booked…except for one condo.There was a reason no one wanted this unit. Read about it (here).
Mrs. Chatterbox and I lived from paycheck to paycheck for several years
after relocating to Portland, Oregon. Good fortune came our way one summer when
Mrs. C. won the raffle at her company’s annual picnic—an all expense paid
vacation to the Sunriver Resort in Central Oregon. We flew on a private plane
to a small landing strip outside of Bend. When we landed it was evening; the
setting sun was tipping the distant mountains purple and a large owl skirted a
nearby meadow, hunting for dinner. We piled our luggage into a waiting rental
car and headed for the resort.
I'll never forget what happened next. Read about it (here.)
