The Gorge

I go to the Gorge to celebrate,  
   - to hike for happiness.  

Dog Mountain in full bloom

  I go to the Gorge to commiserate,
     - and hike away my sorrows. 













I go there to spend time with friends, 

Wahkeena Creek in autumn

And I go there when I need to be alone. 

Confluence - East and West Multnomah Creek

I drink it in, and sometimes overdo it, and need a day to recover.

Like a hangover –
Sometimes I need to over-indulge to fully recharge. 

The Gorge is my drug; I am addicted.