A surprising oasis on the edge of town. It was bizarre to be in all the lights and traffic of inner S.E and then 15 minutes later I'm on a farm, I can smell the animals and hear little more than the wind in the trees. It's a small farm of course but it is right next to the Powell-butte nature trails where there is some lovely hiking to do, again right next to anything you would want for exploring Portland.
S.E Portland is the best part of town anyway. A gracious host, when I arrived late at night and distracted from my long travels, confusedly forgetting her instructions and driving up the driveway she called me helped me find where I should park and told me everything I needed to know. The hot tub is more of an old fashioned wood soaking tub, which is lovely. It's smells of cedar when soaking in it, and looks out over the farm, the trees, the city below.
Jesse was also kind enough to mail to me my kindle which I lost in the voluptuous duvet on the bed. It was a little strange for a bed in a camper on a farm to be more comfortable, with far softer sheets, than most any hotel I've ever stayed in.