I turned 8 this week. I requested bacon, eggs, hashbrowns, and toast for breakfast.
After breakfast we went downhill mountain biking at Mt. Bachelor – my request. The Mother was too busy trying not to crash to take pictures. After biking we picked up my bud Hunter and headed to the pool.
After the pool, we went to the Yacht Club for dinner. I was hoping for pizza, but the pizza cart was closed, so I had a Oaxacan burger from the Barrio Food Truck. It had a beef patty, bacon relish, jack cheese, guacamole, and LTO.
It was a delicious mouthful.
The Mother had the Cuban sandwich. It was pressed with pork carnitas, Spanish jamon, pickled veggies, jack cheese, and mustard.
The Father had tacos. One chicken, one carnitas, and one mushroom.
After the Yacht Club we headed home for vanilla cupcakes.
It was a pretty good day. The next day I headed out to try my new rocket. It was cool.
As you can see from the rocket picture, it is smokey in Bend. So, we decided to hit the road again. We headed up to Mt. Hood for a bike packing trip. I was particularly excited to head out because I had my new bike bag.
Unfortunately, just after we started out, it began to rain. Not sure if you can see all the raindrops hitting Clear Lake behind me.
We lunched under some trees and then headed back out into the rain.
It stopped and the rest of the afternoon was nice. Phew. We stopped at Little Crater Lake. It is 45 feet deep and a beautiful, bright blue.
A tiny portion of our ride intersected the PCT. No bikes allowed on that trail, so we had to walk them.
By the time the day was through, I had recorded my longest day ever, covering 29 miles.
We camped at Stone Creek Campground on Timothy Lake.
It was a bit smokey there too, but nothing like at home.
In the morning, it had cleared and you could see Mt. Hood.
Our second day had a lot – A LOT – of climbing.
I hung in there and finished up strong. I ended up climbing about 3500 ft over two days. Quite a bit more than The Bigs thought we were going to do.
That’s OK because now that I’m eight, I am a man-imal.
In other news, it looks like our plum tree is going to be as prolific as our cherry. We had to prop up the branches, because they looked like they were going to break….
under the weight of all these Italian plums!
Going going going. Never stopping. You are a very lucky boy to have parents that plan such great trips for you all to enjoy. I loved the color of little crater lake. I’m sorry you didn’t get pizza for your birthday dinner but your oaxacan burger looked delicious.
You are sure lucky with your fruit bearing trees. I guess the neighbors will be getting plums.
Wow a great 8th birthday. The breakfast and the burger would’ve tied me over for a day. You sure are logging a lot of miles and altitude this summer.
Looks like you had a great birthday enjoying your choice of food and activities. The activity never seems to end. You had better give the Bigs a little break once in a while, particularly that beautiful mother of yours.