Condon, OR.

The "cabin" is about twenty miles outside of the sleepy little town of Condon. The Golden Man and I spent a few hours cruising the main drag and stopping in at the local watering hole, The Roundup before the fireworks show on Friday. While at one of the two yard sales I hit up, a gentleman remarked "wow, that musta' been some culture shock coming from Portland to Condon!" I smiled and felt a little silly trying to explain that I looked forward to doing much of nothing with the exception of reading and cooking. Here's a look around town:

It also has amazing slow sunsets.