Eating in Tillamook

We hadn’t visited the Tillamook Creamery’s visitor center since they had done the renovation, and it was fun to see the improvements they made. It’s now even easier to buy things, from souvenirs to ice cream.

I really like the profile of the new building.

Which is immortalized on one of the new pressed penny designs. But also check out the one with the bus on it!

A friend recommended Tacos la Providencia for a meal and so we went. It turned out to be a food cart.

There was a covered area next to the food cart and also a building where one could eat inside if the weather was not very good.

We ate outside and had a delicious meal. It was one of those delightful post-hiking feasts where the food is amazing.

On the way back to Tillamook

More gorgeous coast views.

I liked how each of the interpretive signs had bases that reflected their subject matter.  Way to bring it, interpretive signs.

This was also the location where I ran into Patrick, one of the lifeguards at the pool. He had come with his friends for a day hike.  I let him know I wouldn’t be swimming this week, due to vacation.

Ecola State Park

Having spent a comfortable night in our yurt at Cape Lookout, we drove north to Ecola State Park for some hiking. Ecola has some very good views.

Some might wonder why we drove a couple of hours from where we were staying, a place with many hikes, to another place for a different hike. This has to do with the fact that Tillmook Head is not in–or near–the city of Tillmook, or even in Tillamook County. I didn’t realize this when planning the vacation, and so a lengthy drive it was.  It’s okay. We got a lot of reading done from the read aloud books. (Matt read, I listened.)

Here we are with the ocean. Things you can’t see: the many tourists on either side of us, also looking at the ocean and taking photos.

The Oregon Coast is crazy beautiful, and we heard the people around us speaking all sorts of different languages.

We then drove a bit more to the Indian Beach trailhead area where we started a hike up to the Tillamook Lighthouse viewpoint.

At the beginning.

We hiked along quite nicely, and it was only when we got to the Hikers’ Shelter that I realized we’d already done this hike.  It was 2012 and you can refresh your memory here.  We had better weather this time.

The non-zoomed view of Tillamook Rock Lighthouse.

The zoomed view!  I’m quite glad I wasn’t the lighthouse keeper for this lighthouse.

Matt indicates this is our second go-round.

Drift Creek Falls

It’s vacation time!  We started our vacation by driving to Lincoln City so we could get a McMenamins Passport stamp.  Then we had some time to kill before we could check into our yurt at Cape Lookout State Park, so we did this hike, which was a good family-friendly hike as advertised.

After hiking a bit (and going off in the wrong direction for a bit) we arrived at the falls. But to see the falls we had to cross a suspension bridge!

What a great reward!  I love a good suspension bridge!

Then there was another half mile or so to hike down to the falls area.  We hiked down, but did not wander into the water as the children and dogs did.

Overall, this was a fun hike in an area where we would not normally hike.  Thanks Statesman Journal, for clueing me in.

An observation, a moment of joy, a moment of sorrow

Here’s what I saw on my walk to Laurie and Burt’s house.

We last saw this house in July, it having been stripped down to the just the front facade. It is now rising up again, adding a new level. I look forward to seeing the final product.

I gasped with joy when I walked around the corner and this beautiful mural came into view. I want a beautiful mural on my house too!

The Brigadoon House. I tell the story of this house in July 2014.  Short version: while partaking of my morning jog during my first years in the neighborhood, I found a house I loved. And then I couldn’t find it again. Where had it gone? Had it been torn down?  Disappeared for 100 years? Eventually I figured out I was choosing the wrong street and the house was still there!

Today however, it was not.

I hate to see houses like this go, because I love sub-1000 square foot houses. According to Portland Maps, this house (7033 N. Fenwick) is 480 square feet. Or was.  It sold for $150,000 in 2009 and–this is why we have so many homeless people in Portland–$285,000 in September of 2017.  

Fun PortlandMaps extra: historic plumbing permits, including one from 1942.

I will miss the Brigadoon House, and I’m sorry it did not survive long enough for me to buy and live in it.

Three sentence movie reviews: The Bourne Ultimatum

http://www.impawards.com/2007/bourne_ultimatum.html

And the exciting trilogy concludes with a movie that lets us be more knowledgeable in some places than Jason Bourne–we know, for instance about the Asset, when Bourne has no idea. This film seems very much a product of its time with Joan Allen and David Strathairn facing off about how we will be as a country.* Unlike the first two films, the action sequences were mostly hard to follow, sinking into a blurry mishmash of stuff happening

Cost: free from library
Where watched: at home, in anticipation of Filmspotting Madness 2019

*Around this time, the US was grappling with the issue of how much we would use torture to get information we needed.  This comes right through in the plot of this film.

Books read in August 2018

Hello YA-centric August.  Brought to you by Jenny Han.  It started with the Netflix movie and led to three days of frantic reading, and the purchase of all three novels in the trilogy.  I also read some other good things. And some so-so things. So it goes.

Young Adult: Finding Yvonne. Also the To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before series
Young Nonfiction: Otis and Will Discover the Deep

Pink is for Boys
Pearlman/Kaban
Read for Librarian Book Group
I was not a fan of this book and I can’t really put my finger on why. Part of me is probably resistant because I find the idea that colors are associated with genders ridiculous and something that should probably go extinct and something about this book makes me think it’s not helping. I enjoyed the style of the illustrations, but I found the text to be choppy. 


Cardboard Kingdom
Chad Sell (and others)
Read for Librarian Book Group

The antics of many different neighborhood children are depicted by Chad Sell and other authors who helped shape the narrative. This neighborhood includes many different types of children, all around the same age.  Colors are bright and panels are clear. Words are minimal. I enjoyed the different types of play the children engaged in and would have liked to live in such a neighborhood when I was growing up.

The Brightsiders
Jen Wilde

More of the “famous” genre. In this case, the story of a trio of teenagers who have managed to become a massively famous band before the drummer turns 18.

The writing plunged headlong into plot, and at times seemed a breathless and relentless pounding of words, with not much time for reflection or even backstory. I had many questions as to how the band was formed, and how they gained stardom so fast. None of these were answered. The story itself was so present focused it was overwhelmingly underwhelming.

However, the reason to read this book is how normally so many different gender identities are present. While many more gender identities are appearing in the YA books I read, this is the first book I’ve read that wholeheartedly embraced the “no big deal” aspect of how people identify and who likes whom. Characters had problems due to outsider’s reactions, but within the friend group, there was a take-all-comers attitude.

The Disturbed Girl’s Dictionary
NoNieqa Ramos
Read for Librarian Book Group

When people talk “voice” this is what they are talking about. I loved reading Macy’s dictionary, her asides to the reader, and her honest reflection of her life.

Macy’s life is tough and because I cared about Macy, it made it very hard to keep reading this book. In fact, I read two other books while on break from this one. Macy regularly encounters relentless poverty, neglect, discrimination, prostitution, family incarceration, a sibling absent due to removal by Child Protective Services and a sub-par schooling experience, with the exception of one teacher.

This book is worth reading, so I suggest you press on through any discomfort you might feel. And when you finish reading you might have to convince someone else to read this too, because you’ll want to discuss the ending.

To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before
Jenny Han
When I was in high school, sometimes my feelings about a boy would overwhelm me and I’d write a letter to that boy, then hide it away among the books in my bookshelf. I still have those letters, but I still can’t bring myself to read them because the feelings are too much.

Lara Jean also writes letters to boys when the feelings are too much, but she puts them in envelopes and addresses them.  Somehow, those letters she wrote are mailed to the boys in question and thus begins the conundrum of the story.

This novel could have happily settled itself in the quirky, fun YA category, because all sorts of plot shenanigans can happen when you and a boy pretend to be a couple. However, Han takes the story up a few notches and we get really interesting sisters and family relationships as well as a good exploration of how to navigate the early stages of romantic relationship. Or, in this case, the early stages of pretending to be in a romantic relationship.

Finding Yvonne
Brandy Colbert
Let’s talk about the slight flaw in this book first and get it out of the way. Yvonne plays the violin, and her changing feelings about the violin take up a lot of the story.  Her feelings of love and confusion regarding her instrument were clear. However, many aspects of the violin story were unclear. She was still playing in the school orchestra, so presumably she was still bringing her violin back and forth to school and practicing. But there were laments in the story about how she used to have her violin with her all the time at school and now it gathers dust. How can both those things be true?  This was a very small part of the book, but it showed up enough to become the one quibble I had.

  Now, on to what I liked.

I loved so many things about this book. It depicted what dating culture looks like when two people are interested but aren’t committed. I rarely see that in YA books.  I loved the portrayal of the dad who was very much a “so-so” dad meaning that he was great at providing Yvonne a home and clearly loved her but was not really emotionally available.  Both race and class issues were present. There were friendship issues around judgement about who and how many people one chooses to have sex with and there was also a contemporary issue that I feel doesn’t get discussed enough.

I also love books about teenagers where the main character has no friggin idea what they want to do with their lives.

P.S. I Still Love You
Jenny Han
Lara Jean’s story continues in this book.  Aside from continuing to mark the ways a family changes as the children age and mature, this book also includes several main characters playing a game.  I love books where the characters play games!  In this case it’s Assassins, a long-form game that was one of the things the then-friends used to do in middle school. The game added a lot of verve to the plot, as did the confusion and elation that comes with liking two boys at the same time.

This book also takes time to examine how friendships change from middle school to high school and the ramifications what is and isn’t left over.

Han is also great at marking the small losses in adolescence as in this quote:

I’m lying down on my back in the tree house, looking out the window. The moon is carved so thin it’s a thumbnail clipping in the sky. Tomorrow, no more tree house. I’ve barely thought about this place, and now that it’s disappearing, I’m sad. It’s like all childhood toys, I suppose. It doesn’t become important until you don’t have it anymore. But it’s more than just a tree house. It’s goodbye and it feels like the end of everything.

The Strange Fascinations of Noah Hypnotic
David Arnold
Read for Librarian Book Group
This was–disappointingly–not a very good book. It started out strong, with interesting characters with some good things to overcome. But a shift happens and the bulk of the book’s execution heads in a different direction than the beginning of the book. While reading through that section I felt adrift, unsettled, and grumpy that there had been a bait and switch. In the last bit the book shifts back and an unnecessary additional thing is piled on to that part of the plot.

The kicker is that the writing is quite good. I leave you with a number of delightful quotes I flagged.

Iverton, Illinois, is the personification of its resident youth: someone gave it the keys, a credit card, and no curfew, and now it thinks its shit doesn’t stink. The suburb is populated by these gaudy, homogeneous brick houses, each a clone of the one next to it; driveways and garages are stocked with a variety of shiny SUVs, lawns are pushed to the greenest of greens, and trees grow in suspiciously symmetrical fashion.

Will and Jake Longmire felt out of the douche tree and hit every nozzle on the way down. Also, and not entirely unrelated, they’re really good looking, but in the same way Lochte or the Hemsworth brothers might be called good looking, by which I mean, when one sees them, one senses the overwhelming urge to punch them in the face. 

Pontius Pilot is a Chicago-based recording artist who performed in the Iverton High School auditorium last year as a reward for our junior class having a decent magazine fundraiser. Nothing takes the wind out of a concert’s sails like a Tuesday morning billing; even so, the student council dubbed the event Magazine Mega Gala, and, like that, Pontius Pilot became a legend. Though collectively, the Iverton High populace felt about his music the way one feels about their fourth-grade soccer trophy, or the crinkle-cut fries in the cafeteria: it’s a nostalgic love, weak at the root.

Sometimes talking with a sibling is like hiking in a foreign country only to round a corner and find your house. Penny and I are so different in so many ways–and yet, I know this place well.

One final note. I very much appreciate this movie for calling out the horrible racism present, via Micky Rooney’s character, in the movie Breakfast at Tiffany’s. The more people can get the word out, the fewer people will have to experience the slack-jawed discomfort I did.

Always and Forever Lara Jean
Jenny Han

Taken together, these three books encompass a picture of the many changes that happen during the final two years of high school. Relationships are formed and dissolved, people mature, families morph and change, and then there’s the question of what to do when it’s time for college.

In this final book Lara Jean works through the last few months of high school, which means navigating the college admissions acceptance and rejection, figuring out what is going to happen with her boyfriend, and helping her family to combine to accept a new member.

This is a new side to Daddy–bickering, losing his patience just barely. Trina brings it out in him, and I know it sounds strange, but I’m glad for it. It’s something I never realized was gone in him. There’s making do, living a pleasant life, no big ups or downs, and there’s all the friction and fire that come with being in love with someone. She takes forever to get ready, which drives him crazy, and she makes fun of his hobbies, like bird-watching and documentaries. But they fit.

Otis & Will Discover the Deep
Rosenstock/Roy
Read for librarian book group

A short illustrated nonfiction story of two scientists/adventurers who take a very small vessel very far into the deep depths of the ocean. The illustrations capture both the curious spirit of Otis and Will, the claustrophobic confines of their deep sea vessel and the wonder of what they found in the deep water. The words capture the excitement and trepidation.

The one thing missing from this book was a clearer setting in time. I couldn’t tell from the illustrations or the text what year the deep sea dive was. The excellent back matter divulged that information, but it was distracting while reading the book.

Top Movies August 2018

15 movie watched (summer!)

Alt-present

Hard and good

A quality Sunday Afternoon Movie

Different than I thought, and better than I thought

So many good scenes in this movie

Amnesia works well for Mr. Damon

So good I watched it twice

Intricately delightful

Classic for a reason

Overlooked and good

Who here thinks…

It’s starting to come back to him

Dishcloth book finished!

I finished the knitting part of this dishcloth and then set it aside to do the weaving in of the ends later. In the intervening weeks I forgot that THIS WAS THE LAST DISHCLOTH IN THE BOOK!  All hail “Annie’s Choice,” which is the name of this pattern.

I used the yarn I got at SCRAP which cost me less than $2 and made multiple full-sized dishcloths. The regular skeins I’ve been using previously I can get two dishcloths, but only by shorting the boarder. This yarn is, however, acrylic and might not be as good for a dishcloth as cotton yarn would.

And here’s a nice photo of all the knitted dishcloths I had on hand. I’ve given many of them away.  I liked this book. It was fun to follow the instructions and have patterns emerge. It was very much like counted cross stitch.  I’m looking forward to my next book which will help me learn many different knitting stitches.

Song of the month August 2018: Gold Rush

“Gold Rush” by Death Cab for Cutie

Buildings.  Going up everywhere in Portland. This song was written about Seattle’s Capitol Hill neighborhood, but it could have been written about Portland (except for the fact that two of the lines are “and they keep digging it down and down / so that their cars can live underground” and in Portland most building don’t build so the cars can live underground, but park on the street in a haphazard and unzoned way that is eventually going to have to be fixed.)

I’m trying not to be a fuddy-duddy about the building.  A ton of people are moving here and will keep moving here, just as I did. And we all have to live somewhere.  But it’s hard to see all the old buildings go and makes these lyrics that much more poignant.

I remember a winter’s night
we kissed beneath the street lamplight
outside our bar near the record store
that have been condos for a year and more
now that our haunts have taken flight
and been replaced with construction sites
oh, how I feel like a stranger here
searching for something that’s disappeared
digging for gold in my neighborhood
for what they say is the greater good
but all I see is a long goodbye
a requiem for a skyline
it seems I never stopped losing you
as every dive becomes something new
and all our ghosts get swept away
it didn’t used to be this way

On-point lyrics aside, I was first drawn first to this song because of the musical arrangement, which is more prominent than the lyrics. It’s gauzy and the repetitive “Gold Rush” nicely drives the song.