Okay, since we were... umm... sluggish in our start on Friday, we said early rise on Saturday. We did fairly well, getting packed and ready for our trip to Silver Falls in Oregon by 10:30am (that is good for us). It might have been closer to 10am if Brent didn't have to visit the bathroom 10 times. Thank goodness for Immodium or else we'd never get anywhere. I digress. Silver Falls is home to Canyon Trail, a trail that "is a nationally recognized trail system that leads hikers along the banks of the north and south forks of Silver Creek. It takes you to 10 majestic waterfalls, ranging from the grand South Falls (177 feet), to the delicate Drake Falls (27 feet)."
This place was gorgeous. We ended up hiking about 8 miles. The hiking was moderate at it's worst, which was fine with us. I don't have much to say other than if I had visitors, I'll be sure to take them there. I don't even think the pictures do Silver Falls justice. I love Oregon (New Hampshire, don't get jealous, you'll always be the #1 state in my heart. Live Free or Die, baby!)!
We went out on the 4th to one of Brent's fellow resident's (and his very nice doctor girlfriend) house who so kindly invited us to their party. Their home was immaculate and enviable and they've only been in for two weeks. My friend (yay, again, I have a friend) Emily came out to the party sans medical boyfriend (he was working), she rocks! The party provided good times, great food, and absolutely gorgeous views. We could see like ten different firework displays across Oregon from their roof deck. Alas, I forgot my camera and have no photos to prove that we actually were invited to a party. You'll have to trust me. :-)
We came home, passed out on the couch. Unfortunately, I don't have any wild crazy stories from the 4th. Send me yours so I can live vicariously through them.
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