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For most of us, Oregon exists as a collection of familiar things. Highways winding toward the coast. Farm fields stretching across the Willamette Valley. Neighborhood streets in Portland. Tiny eastern high desert towns. Fences separating properties. Addresses stamped...
There are places in Oregon that feel like destinations. And then there are places that feel like adventures. The kind where you arrive with a rough plan, only to completely abandon it an hour later because you suddenly find yourself wandering hallways, peeking around...
There are certain places in Oregon that make you stop talking for a minute. Not because there isn't anything to say, but because your brain is too busy trying to process what your eyes are seeing. Rick Vander Ley, Lost In Oregon, Facebook Larch Mountain is one of...
There are certain moments in Oregon that feel almost unreal. The first warm evening on the coast. The smell of pine after rain in the Cascades. Sunlight breaking through vineyards in wine country. And then there’s lavender season. Every summer, parts of Oregon...
Just outside Ashland, where vineyards roll across the hills and the mountains rise in the distance, there’s a place where time seems to slow down. The world gets quieter here. Phones get forgotten. Stress starts to feel like a thing that belongs to someone else....
There are some places in Oregon that seem to live permanently in people’s memories. Maybe it’s the smell of pine trees warming in the summer sun. Maybe it’s the freezing mountain water that shocks your system in the best possible way after a hot afternoon. Or maybe...
For years, the hike to Tamolitch Blue Pool has been one of those rare Oregon experiences that still feels raw, natural, and earned. The turquoise water glowing beneath ancient lava rock. The towering forest. The uneven trail winding through moss and volcanic terrain....
At first glance, it almost looks like a photograph taken by someone who never made it home. A red hatchback, mid-1970s Ford Pinto Runabout sits motionless on a lonely dirt road deep in the forests surrounding Mount St. Helens. A black dirt bike is strapped to the back...
On the morning of May 18, 1980, the Pacific Northwest woke up expecting another uneasy spring day beneath the shadow of a restless volcano. For weeks, Mount St. Helens had been grumbling. Earthquakes rattled nearby communities. Steam bursts shot from the summit....
There are some restaurants you stumble across once and never forget. The kind of spot you tell your friends about weeks later because you’re still thinking about the meal. Tucked along Highway 58 in the tiny community of Pleasant Hill, just southeast of...
Only in Oregon can you road trip from Boring to Drain, make a detour through Idiotville, and somehow end up in a place called Riddle before sunset. If you’ve spent enough time exploring the Beaver State, you already know Oregon has a personality all its own. We’ve got...
Few photographers captured the raw emotion of the Great Depression quite like Dorothea Lange. Armed with a camera and an unshakable sense of compassion, Lange traveled across the American West documenting the lives of struggling families during one of the hardest...