In 2017 my girlfriend and I went on a spur of the moment, four-day trip, down to Oregon. In those four days we covered over 2500 kilometers. We went on multiple hikes, camped under the stars, ate a lot of great food and even squeezed in some rock climbing. It was both of our first times visiting Oregon and until this day, it is one of the most scenic places I have ever been.

With no real plan in mind, the possibilities were endless. My little two-seater pickup truck was stuffed to the brim with gear. My camera, a tent, sleeping bags, all our climbing necessities, backpacks and an assortment of snacks.

On our way to Mt. Hood, we saw a sign for a few trailheads, so of course we stopped to check one out. It was a relatively short one-and-a-half-mile hike to a waterfall. We were in no hurry to get anywhere, so we decided to stretch the legs after sitting in the cramped truck for the past nine hours. The short walk was just what the body needed and the reward at the end was incredible.

Towering at the end of the trail was an astounding cascade of water, illuminated in the evening light. The rocks along the river were coated in lush, vibrant, moss. There were even a few yellow wildflowers, standing proud amongst the abundance of green. You could also venture behind the falls, to get a totally new perspective, if you didn't mind getting a little wet.

This piece reminds me to be spontaneous more often. Sometimes the most exciting experiences happen when you have absolutely no plan at all.

This image was photographed by Vincent Schnabl.

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