December 7: Bopping Over to Barton

Bopping over to Barton Park today during a lull in the heavy showers, I was treated to one delightful view after another of the Clackamas River in the rain, with thick steamy layers of mist rising off the dark blue bodies of water and settling at the bases of a variety of bridges.

As I tutor six days a week to support my worldwide summer motorcycle adventures, it’s more important than ever to get out on the road for much needed wind therapy on my one day off. Waking up today and hearing the heavy drumming of water drops on the skylight near my bed, I decided to go back to sleep and head out later in the day than usual. The extra sleep turned out to be a treasured gift of its own.

When I hit the road around two o’clock this afternoon, I took South Clackamas River Drive east along the south side of the river, following the water’s winding path past fields and farmlands on my right and beautiful glimpses of the swirling waters on my left, all seen through the heavy mist blanketing the air. The deep white fog stood in stark contrast to the dark brown naked tree branches all around, pitch-black asphalt beneath me, and bright orange leaves on the side of the pavement.

Breathing in the crisp fall air, I adjusted my visor and goggles regularly to keep a clear field of vision, watching for slick leaves on the road, deep patches of water, and vehicles crossing over the lines in the reduced visibility conditions.

Passing Stone Cliff Inn and the Carver Bridge, I took South Springwater Road and then South Bakers Ferry Road past the Kirchem Christmas Tree Farm and over the Barton Bridge, enjoying the views of the light green steel tiled arches rising through the mist over the rippling water below.

Stopping at Barton Park, I walked along the river’s edge in the rain, feeling a deep sense of gratitude that there was so much beauty to behold, even in the cold and wet almost-winter weather.