The Pacific North West

After a weekend of exploration and house parties I met up with my friend Ade Shemsu and Marshall Steeves to hit the road. We started out on a mini road trip to the Oregon coast from Portland to explore Canon Beach and Ecola State Park. 

Driving has always been fun for me. Your not doing much but when your driving you get to see so much scenery. The tall trees of the Pacific north west are always breath taking. Especially when you get closer to the coast. The temperature starts to fall as the coast winds come in. Driving up and down mountains the clouds engulf you into there foggy mist. The sun still manages to push through even though you can barely see the road in front of you. The only other time I've experiences this feeling is flying through a cloud.

When the clouds part you see the over hangs of the mountain edge that you are drifting along on. No guard rails to save you only giant trees guarding the mountain. We came across peaks were we saw trees being demolished for logging purposes. This gave me instant sadness but knowing that Oregon is committed to replanting these trees and more gives me hope.

Arriving at Canon Beach we were almost the only ones there. Flat and calm with sandcastles being built. People practicing there castle skills for the up coming sandcastle competition next weekend. While the ocean was freezing cold we managed to get our feet wet. Ade managed to climb this corral blanketed rock out in the ocean for me. Always trying to get that shot. 

After being overwhelmed by the huge Haystack Rock and its marine garden we headed to grab a local bite before heading to Ecola State Park. Surprisingly Ecola is deep in the forest compared to Canon beach that is just off the road. The forest was filled with windy narrow roads. When we arrived I had to hang with some surfers and get to know how truly cold the water was. One surfer wasn't even wearing boots even though the water was over crowded and with only small waves. 

We ended up exploring the right wall of Indian Beach fascinated by the neon green moss dripping water and full of sand. Exploring caves was super cool. Knowing that if we came at a different time of day we would be crushed by waves and under water. On a mission to get a overlook of more marine garden I could see a whole in one extra large rock. This I was obsessed with having the urge to surf through it and I can't even surf. Could this be done? Maybe, but the main battle would probably be getting out there past the rest of the garden.

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Loving days spent days like this. Wondering the pacific coast with great people and meeting more fascinating locals. The beach has always felt like home to me. At one point while hiking back to the beach I closed my eyes, hiking blind, to take in the sound of the ocean crashing. A sound that I will never forget and will never get old. 

It's All Good.

Busyness, bustling around and construction.

That doesn't exist here in hipster central. Unlike most other big cities no one seems to be in a hurry. Everyones life motto, "it's all good." 

Downtown is anything but stress full in a ever growing population of 600,000+. The malls can be come busy but never over crowded and stuffed. The towns surrounding down town thrive on independent businesses and well taken care of green neighborhoods.

What attracts me about Portland is the coffee culture. Personally I've consumed enough coffee to fuel a small village so I generally know whats hot and whats so not. There seems to have been an standard set and no one falls below the line. Every cup is personal and embedded into the culture. 

A coffee shop is so much more than getting your morning fix to fuel your day. Now days, cafes have become destinations. Going out of our way to know that you are getting the best product possible, especially true in Portland. Out here, the origin and story is everything. Outrageously good hand crafted coffee is just the condition to a even cooler environment. Not only does the environment reflect back on the product but is reflects on the city and the people in it. Different, Original, ambiguous. 

To be honest, there is nothing amazing amazing about Portland. The mountains are beautiful and the sunset are on point but Portland is just another bustling American town. So, why is this town to well known and cared for? Diversity. The people in it are a bunch of misfits, so many out liars that the misfits have become the norm. With all this craze for exceptance and diversity, native Portlanders and Oregonians take so much pride in the fact that they were here first and before anyone else. Reading a article before I arrived read "Stop telling people about Portland!" A 72 year old women that was stuffing me with cookies and orange juice said to me "Back when Edward and I first bought our house, the street was only one lane. Can you even be leave that?" Taking about a local street that was now 6 lanes wide. 

Taking pride in this city is a big thing, something we can all learn. I've traveled to a ton of places. Seen my fare share of  cites and met my fair share of great people but do you know the constant? Conplaining about where they live. Admitting I grew up doing the same thing. Saying "only if we were at so and so." Let me tell you if you go to destination x they will say the same thing about there town. Visiting a friend in Milan, Italy a couple months ago I commented about the amazing articutechure and my friends response? "Eh." 

Portland is Portland because its full of the future. Acceptance, love and a life motto of "It's all good."

Leave a comment telling me about your town, city or village and why it is the prime destination! Take pride in your surroundings!

Love always,

Bric Bain