Paulina Falls

What do you imagine when you hear that it is Spring? Back home, I would imagine brightly colored flowers and days with light showers, if the weather decided to misbehave. When I moved to Eugene, Spring still meant brightly colored flowers but it also meant rain. Lots and lots of rain.

Now I am in Central Oregon and all bets are off. Over the weekend, Stefan and I hiked to Paulina Falls. When we were getting ready to go, Stefan told me to wear layers and prepare for snow. In my mind, I thought snow meant small left over piles that haven’t quite melted from this past winter.

Wrong.

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