It was not at the winery.

Inside!!

Even in context, it was totally unclear what this sign was talking about.

There was quite a party going on when I arrived! Tony and Conny (and their two daughters) invited me over for the night. Conny's parents were visiting from Switzerland. Another good friend and her niece (who was visiting from DC) came over for dinner. And then, after we finished eating, the neighbors showed up (with homemade beer). A festive end to my time in Greater Portland!

From here, it's just three short days over the mountains (where one last cell dead zone likely awaits) to Tillamook, and then the final march north to Rockaway!

By the way, Tony builds pumpkin cannons for the annual pumpkin patch events at his parents' farm in northwestern Washington. So if you live nearby and want to blast a pumpkin 2000 feet (!), you should go visit around Halloween.

Clockwise from left: Tony, Pam, Terra, Willy, Conny, Doris, Alyx, Kerrigan

Roger, Bailey, and I took a little stroll after dinner and checked out the view from the roof of The Nines, a downtown hotel. I believe all those people were gathered to watch an outdoor movie.