Distance: 7 Miles
Feeling: Like I should be cycling
City Rating: 4.5/5
Portland is awesome. Neem will write much more about it in the actual travel section of this blog but I just loved running here. It was my longest run to date, 7 miles. This was for two main reasons: 1. I didn’t want to stop & 2. I got a little lost. No. 1 was a driver for me not to look at my phone to check my location and to just keep running until I recognised somewhere. I did, and unfortunately it put a stop to my enjoyment. I do remember Neem looking at me with questioning eyes when I arrived into our airbnb a lot later than I had told her, covered head-to-toe in sweat.
Why is running in Portland so nice? The environment around you is extremely well catered for you. It’s actually mainly catered for cyclists, but Portland loves to share. These people are not like New York city cyclists. These people will not use ever swear word under the sun if a runner, a tourist or, the absolute worst in their eyes, a tourist on a bike, get’s in their way. If you’ve ever run in Central Park on a Saturday morning you’ll know what I mean.
Portland has a fantastic riverfront walkway which I didn’t use due to the Rose Festival taking over the area but if you’re there any other time, go for it. Instead I ran on the SW of Portland, near Mt. Tabor. The air was slightly humid, the streets were quiet and the trees covered most of the sidewalks. I say the streets were quiet but to be fair it didn’t matter. Any time you arrive at a junction, the drivers almost bend over backwards to stop and allow you to go. With a nice smile and a wave, they let you on your way.
This was well up there as one of my favorite runs so far on my travels. If you go to Portland, get outside. Walk, Run, Cycle, Unicycle as Darth Vader playing the bagpipes. I promise you’ll love it.
Pics are on my strava link. There aren’t many as I was enjoying the run so much.