
Motivated by two relaxing and stimulated outings to the back porch of Jet Black, H and D headed to the SW waterfront complex for the cozy Upstream shop and its outdoor picnic benches overlooking the boat docks on the Willamette. At one time the Bean and Tree Coffee Shop, Upstream’s undergone some positive recent upgrades, but it’s interior is still limited in size thus limited hanging out for too long. Oh, but the outside setting is lovely and a good stimulant for flights of fancy.

Today’s discussion started with an update on R and D’s trip back east to Chicago to see Hamilton, D’s high school reunion in Wisconsin, and then camping/hiking outings in the Dakotas and Wyoming; then to the self image reflections that a high school reunion can bring about, and how in some ways D saw his earlier self in some of President Trump’s bravado; then to mentally how we deal with changing self-images when our bodies don’t have the capabilities they used to possess, such as carrying 40–50 lb backpacks; H discussed some transitions that have been psychologically difficult for him – when he became less essential to his childrens’ lives, and the first year of retirement, for example; we ended up talking about our children, and how some have found stability, but not all.

0315 SW Montgomery https://www.facebook.com/upstreamcoffeepdx/


Today’s discussion topics centered mostly on their preparations for an early August backpacking trip to the Trinity Mountains in N California, where they’ll join friends from Virginia and California. Needed preparations include food for seven and each of their dietary preferences – which G is in charge of – transportation, and their own conditioning. Thankfully after last year’s challenging trip, G’s cardiologist discovered that his prostate and heart medications most likely clashed with each other, leaving him feeling woozy. The thought of not being able to backpack again, losing such an important component of his life, was worrisome, and thankfully now should be able to be in the back country without that wooziness.







And where did we ride by for 30 minutes to end up at the Twenty-Six Cafe which was just over 2 miles from our starting point: Interesting new development projects that E was either personally working on, or that he was intrigued by like Camp Michigan in Mississippi, where the owners rent out detached single rooms without kitchens, to travelers.




In addition to blabbering on how stimulated and fortunate we felt to be able to bicycle in PDX, we: Reported on the latest plays we’ve attended – high marks for the Importance of Being Earnest, the Language Archives, and Oye Oya; Raves also for the wildflowers on Dog Mountain, but you have to get there early or late in the day order to get a parking spot; Compared practices for overactive bladders: H has given up on saw palmetto and now trying 2 teaspoons of raisins before bed; and Compared alternative summer backpack plans now that the Sierras and other western ranges are still snowed in.







When we last visited Flying Cat some 5 years ago, it had developed a niche as a shop that specialized in being extra family friendly, with musical performances for kids, toys to play with, a kid-friendly menu, etc. We knew that mothers and kids would come from outside the neighborhood to take advantage of what was offered.
