On Father's Day, we went on a hike to Pittock Mansion via Forest Park (okay, yes, this is over a week old, but still, you know you want to hear about it).

We parked and hiked down to the trial head. We didn't look at which trial we took (always a good idea). So we wander around trying to find Pittock Mansion (if those of you who don't know, it's this big house on top of a hill overlooking Portland). We end up getting slightly lost, wandering around in neighborhood, climbing up Division Street where there's no sidewalk, etc. Finally we find it, and we're pretty tired.

So we took some pictures and enjoyed the scenery. Then we started back down. Well, we didn't remember what trail we took so we got lost. My dad was sure it was one way, but it was obviously the exact oppisite way. He was being stubborn so we went along with him, my mom and I cracking up as we followed him. He knew he was wrong after a while but kept walking because he didn't want to admit it. Finally we mentioned it to him, he got pissed but quickly turned around because he knew we were right. We finally found ourselves on a street and had to hike a dozen or so blocks to the car.

Picture One- Mt. Hood & Portland

Picture Two- Overlooking Downtown

Picture Three- Pittock Mansion