July 5, Portland shopping mall nightmare! Since being laid off from the Body Shop I have a greater aversion to the indoor shopping experience than ever before. I miss the little neighborhood shops and cafes of inner Portland. On the trip up we stopped in at a stinky, stale, tiny motel room with the tv blasting, a short walk from the beach in the last slanting rays of sunset. For some reason I lost it, panicky, pacing the room like a caged animal. I am so hungry for nature–but I didn’t want to go alone. July 4 we had wonderful brunch at Edgefield with my mom, brother, and sister -in-law.
The next day we went fishing with Jo and the kids
7/6 at Elk Lake, 
Steve in his element
7/8 Santiam River, Whispering Falls Campground. Steve drove his sister’s 4Runner, Big Red, on a bumpety, muddy road to get to the campground. All the time they’ve had it, Jo said they never used the 4×4.
7/13, Portland, and Powell’s books, a store I can get lost in.
7/14 heading home-Rt 126 out of Florence in the horizontal forest of lumber country. Site 13, almost no one here.
In August we took another trip up to Ukiah, Cloverdale, Stewart’s Point, checking out more cool abandoned old farm houses. The next week I began Illustration class at Laney College. One piece I did there was this Prismacolor and Rapidograph drawing of a Western, or two-tailed Swallowtail (based on the vivid striping pattern–tails were damaged) from a photograph I took at Santiam River. Caterpillars added later, they are wrong–I think they are Tiger Swallowtail ‘pillars. Can’t find my Caterpillar guide book.
Travels With Stevie 