The Oregon Country Fair

OFC_Select_01   A few weeks ago I jumped on the Starlight train down to Eugene to attend the rather other-worldly Oregon Country Fair. I met up with my friend Matthew Rowe who was writing and reciting poetry all weekend, and threw my things in his tawny Volkswagon van, our small sanctuary throughout the festival.          People dawned outrageous costumes, or often hardly any clothing at all. Music streamed from each of the many stages, and performance art filled the empty spaces along the figure eight path that lined the fair. When I wasn’t photographing I had the pleasure of spending my time with two lovely ladies who called themselves Peep and Tom. As a Fair virgin, they made sure I was aware of and involved in the best parts of the weekend, from the sunrise baseball game to the wedding in the Labyrinth that I couldn’t quite stay awake for. OFC_Select_02 OFC_Select_03 OFC_Select_04OFC_Select_05 OFC_Select_06 OFC_Select_07 OFC_Select_08OFC_Select_09 OFC_Select_10OFC_Select_11 OFC_Select_12 OFC_Select_13OFC_Select_14 OFC_Select_15 OFC_Select_16 OFC_Select_17 OFC_Select_18OFC_Select_19 OFC_Select_20OFC_Select_21 OFC_Select_22OFC_Select_23 OFC_Select_24

Ashland, Closer to the Warmth


In Whitefish, MT I decided to separate from D. and let him do his backcountry adventuring with Trent sans me – the basically unexperienced snow adventurer of the group. I rode the train west through the night and just around sunrise it railed into Spokane then made it’s way down the Columbia River Gorge, which was a beautiful view to wake up to. Not to mention the entertaining talk I heard from 70-something year-old woman about her 40 year Salt Flats racing career. That was inspiring. By afternoon I was in Portland, OR. A very pleasant rideshare experience brought me South to Ashland where I met up with Olivia, the lovely lady below, who I have seen far too sparsely these past few years. We had a romantic Valentines Day dinner, went on a night hike above the city, and dashed up to the snow for a day to prance around and build silly snowmen. T’was a lovely visit to say the least.