Posts Tagged ‘Camps


Homeless, Concrete Roofs and Damp Conditions

Yesterday, I was prowling about trying to drive/walk in to a point where my daughter and I had taken a shot of the Steel Bridge years ago for one of her school photography projects. Well the area has been fenced, chained, signed and generally blocked off. In part because of the marauding homeless and their borrowing ways. I encountered clusters of homeless camps along the way but didn’t intrude with my camera.

Looking SB

I drove in beneath bridge and freeway over passes toward an area where access was at one time readily available. But not anymore…….

Blocked Off SB

Most areas beneath freeway overpasses/spans are fenced off now to stop encampments. These areas afforded some comfort away from the persistent Portland rains and the very cold East winds of winter that blow through this area.

There were still a half dozen smaller enclaves of tarps, pallets, shopping carts and cardboard in the area. The campers attempt to set up near any structure that affords a windbreak, support, shelter. I suppose my lack of images of these homeless folks is only fitting…they go unseen to most of us every day. It isn’t that there aren’t shelters and food available for the ‘homeless’ in Portland.

I mean Portlandians fancy themselves as quite progressive and caring. Most of these enclaves are situated in close proximity to shelters and food resources. Regardless of the social service agencies and private resources and outreach, the  ‘homeless’ continue to move about the industrial areas setting up camps and leading their lives in solitude or at least amongst their own kind. I imagine this style of living dates way back in time along the Willamette River regardless of the economic conditions of the time.

Old Railing Burnside Bridge SB

On a more mundane level, I was able to photograph this old railing on the Burnside Bridge as I drove out of the area.


Camping: Bestowing Blessings & Renewal


Emma sniffing the morning air, red winged black birds chirping in the reeds along the lakes edge, chipmunks scurrying over old, downed trees. The morning sunshine feels good on the face as I smoke my briar.


by SwittersB

 Camping has always been about receiving and bestowing

Early in my life the preparation by Dad was full of strife

Planning what to take was always countered by his wife

At odds they argued, packed and repacked and that was life

Good friends were invited to tag along thank goodness

Fishing was the first passion of camping 

Girls camping nearby became the new passion 

I learned to build fires, to set up camp in a fashion

Later I passed on my acquired skills to my family with pride

Over the years no activity has so satisfied

As Camping’s assorted visual and bestowed blessings

Family, nature’s bounty, time for introspection

Trees, water, mountains, fresh air provide an injection

of renewal and help remove the grime of urban blight

Morning coffee and my briar, sitting by the camp fire

My dog sniffing the air nose held high, I am lost 

Lost in thought of the past. Regrets, sadness, stress

The morning birds chirping, the ease of the dawn

Removes the grit in the mind, removes the harshness

I am refreshed while the family still sleeps 

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