I'm with someone on a trail that leads down to the river, as if on the Willamette, near Macadam Ave. We're looking upriver toward the city, as if trying to get our bearings on a bridge.

The terrain is jungly and dense, but there is a walkway along the river. We come to a barn, and go through it, and then we have to climb through some blackberry bushes.

I get through, but then I notice that I am wearing my soft down mountain climbing jacket, and it is shredded. This really makes me angry and frustrated, how it is just ruined.