Hipster Hunt

Late fall in the Pacific Northwest is kind of a dead time for travel. Where do you go in November where it's not miserable out? We decided it's a good time to explore an urban jungle, so we went Hipster hunting in Portland, the city where young people go to retire!

Wanting to blend in and not startle the wildlife, several of our members disguised themselves as Hipsters. Very quickly they were accepted into the tribe without question. All it took were some striped leggings, a Utilikilt and some hand-crocheted moss green man-capri pants.

Saturday was spent mixing in and shooting photos of interesting Hipsters. We even mingled in with a live gathering of demonstrators, "Doctors Mad As Hell", which featured an open mic with a terrible sound system: "Like, it's AWESOME you are all here and like, we ARE mad as hell and like, this system sucks, so it's great to see you and don't forget to SPEAK UP cuz you just don't have to take all this CRAP and thanks for coming!". Then tons of Hipsters spontaneously abandoned the demonstration and started dancing among the seller tents at the nearby Saturday Market. Purely viral behavior! Powell's Books and Literary Hipsters. Fixie Bike Hipsters with urban-manly facial hair in Downtown Portland Bike Lanes. A Pabst Blue Ribbon beer mural with a full color Pabst can ironically placed in the belly of a skeleton. A big line of Polite Hipsters waiting to buy donuts at VooDoo Donuts. We saw everything!

Saturday night we camped in the back yard of some great people in East Portland. They let us use their bathroom inside! There was frost everywhere Sunday morning and we froze our Hipster Keisters off but it was awesome. Can't wait to do it again next November! Portland is a mecca of true Hipsterness and it was such a privilege to be among such youthful purposelessness, if only for a weekend.