Destination: Mount Hood, Oregon

Hi there, bloggers!

Continuing with our nature-themed road trip the following day, my family and I took the car south of Hood River to Mount Hood, which is actually a potentially-active volcano and the tallest one in the state of Oregon.

At over 11,000 feet (3500 meters), its snow-capped peaks make for the iconic, picture-perfect opportunity for visitors, many who go to ski and snowboard pretty much all year-round. In fact, Mount Hood receives one of the heaviest snowfalls in the Pacific Northwest, thereby creating a perpetual, winter-wonderland for twelve straight months.

Driving over to Mount Hood, we began our scenic loop around the area, called “The Fruit Loop” (a name which greatly amuses me). With stretches of apples and other native-grown fruits cultivated by the roadside, it certainly made for a sweet ride (pun intended). Getting views of Mount Hood in the distance, especially on a perfect, blue-sky day, made it even sweeter.

Mount Hood in the distance.

On the way, we made a stop at a random trail. I forgot the name, but after venturing through the woodsy part of it, we came to a clearing with a wooden bridge set over some white, rushing waters. While nothing new (having seen plenty of rivers and streams for the past two days), the scenery never ceased to impress me with wonder.

Random river on the way.

We arrived at Mount Hood soon thereafter, arriving at the historic Timberline Lodge, built back in the 1930’s and is famously known for being part of the filming set for the 1980 horror film The Shining. Temperatures were surprisingly warm, despite being right next to the snowy foothills of the majestic Mount Hood, and from the balcony of the Timberline Lodge, we could also see Mount Jefferson, another mountain, off in the distance.

Mount Hood (and lots of snow!).

We entered the Timberline Lodge to take a peek around. Built with tons of different types of regional wood (pine, spruce, etc.), as well as having plenty of Native American-influenced carvings on the walls and statues, the lodge certainly had a rustic feel to it, thereby paying homage to the Native Americans who came first.

Timberline Lodge.
Inside the Timberline Lodge.

Close to noon, we left Timberline Lodge and Mount Hood to make the *long* 2-3 hour drive over the state border to Washington; we would stay overnight in a small town near Olympia, the capital of Washington before continuing onward to Seattle the following morning.

There wasn’t much to do in town, and we were much too tired to venture out to see things, anyway. We just checked into our hotel and got dinner in town at a sports bar. My dad and I *finally* got some local brews there, massive and strong—we got the Deschutes, which is a regional brew, albeit originally from Oregon (close enough). Not bad!

Happy hour brew.

Stomachs super full, we waddled our way back to our hotel where we crashed for the night. Although our only highlight for that day was Mount Hood, the amount of driving that we did (probably the most out of the entire trip) took a huge toll on our stamina. It proved to be a pleasant, scenic day, although a tad uneventful. We would be venturing onward to more *exciting* things in the day to come.

Stay tuned for our next stop in Seattle, Washington!

— The Finicky Cynic

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