The farm in Hood River had a corn maze, which we all enjoyed:
The town is called Hood River because it sits at the feet of Mount Hood:
It was a beautiful valley.
Funny, I didn't get any pictures of the fresh fruit we brought home, but it included peaches, apples, cantaloupe, cherries, orange cherry tomatoes, plums, Walla Walla onions, and jalapeno peppers.
I remember as a child my Grandma Hasel would make a trip to Hood River and come home with boxes upon boxes of peaches for canning. It was a much longer trip for her from the coast. For us it's an hour and twenty minute drive, prime time for catching up on book club reading or knitting. I don't can the peaches, though. My family prefers to eat them fresh and juicy. There's nothing in the world that compares.
Next stop, the Bonneville Fish Hatchery
Here he is going on (and on...and on...) about the many facts of different fish. I love this guy:
Next up: Multnomah Falls
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