Camp Project Progression

New Camp

Roy and I are driving to the U.P. to check in on the status of our Camp renovation project. It is a little behind schedule, hopefully we can move it along. By popular demand - and to provide a little context - a photo essay of the historical progression so far...

Old Camp

Artist's conception of where we were going

And where it is winding up

View from the lake side balcony

PDX

Red-eye to Chicago. It's raining. But I indicated this was Portland, so that is redundant. OTOH - I have been upgraded to the front cabin.  Life is good.

-- Sent from my Palm Pre

Is there no end to these cousins?

What does it mean to travel to the ends of the earth and find that one cannot cross the street without tripping over more cousins than one can count?

Old cousins and new cousins...

Cousins getting married. Cousins plying you with craft brews. Cousins picking you up and dropping you off and hauling your sorry ass all over the state. Cousins offering tours of their estate. Cousins singing and dancing. Cousins offering gourmet meals at their home and at fine dining establishments and enticing you with handcrafted brews, home grown quince jellies and homemade breads.

Now, I am not implying that the towns of Portland, Corvallis and Philomath, Oregon represent the ends of the earth. However, most agree that they are well within spitting distance. But I digress...

Not too long ago Cousin Rob posted this on his facebook page:

"I treated myself to my favorite breakfast (made by me): Omelette with feta cheese, spinach and greek olives with bacon along with a toasted sesame bagel and a large non-fat extra hot latte. Yummmmm."

In response I shamelessly demanded the same breakfast for my upcoming visit. Hence my next stop on the continuing Cousins at the Ends of the Earth Extravaganza Tour - Cousins Rob and Paula and Mariya and Athena and Mindon and a breakfast for the ages...



Yum indeed. More pics linked here.

Then - back to Corvallis, where cousin Rob hands me off to cousins Matt, Tina, and Kira.
We drive back through Albany to visit with Don and Betty and on to Jefferson for a brief repeat visit with cousin Brent. Finally back to Portland again. I check back in to the Grand Hyatt Mantarea where the resident chef cousins planked a copper river salmon on the grill, served with swiss chard and artisinal bread. Apparently all of my multitude of cousins are gourmands.




Double yum.

Breakfast with Rob and Paula

the great Northwest Cousin-Palooza rolls on. This morning our first stop was at Chez Siegel Philomath for an omelet and french toast extravaganza that exceeded even our lofty expectations.

Then a visit with Don and Betty before heading back to Portland.

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Sean and Katie Wedding Reception

In no particular order...