
2009 ... the year has been full of new adventure. Not all good but not all bad. I am looking forward to 2010 to see how exciting life will become.
If it is not fun, why not?
Here are the plans for June 20 & 21
I faxed my wish to hike the Wonderland Trail to the rangers at Mt. Rainier Park. I was somewhat certain I had missed this years opportunity since I was two months late seeking a reservation. Desperate I got creative on my application and did some silly attention getting remarks in the date boxes. Less then 20 minutes later a ranger called me and was puzzled by my application. He told me he could not process it the way it was filled out. By the end of the call, which I was not certain was going the right direction for way too long, I had my wish for 3 nights on the Wonderland Trail.
Arron and I visited the trail in 2004 or so and loved every moment of our hike. Now with additional miracles Julia, the boys and I will be able to visit the trail again this year. Problems do lurk though, Corey is working full time doesn't know if he can get enough time off, Arron is not certain what day college will start, and I got bumped from dive school in May to be rescheduled in September. Julia has still not tested her overnight hiking and will be concerned about this wonderful hike. All and all I am still hopeful this wonderful hike will happen. I have this passion to share this beauty with everyone that will listen. To reminisce about this hike long ago we need to climb into the way-back-bus. Set the clock to 1972, I fell in love with this section of trail and still think of it one of the best hikes of all time. I remember how all of us young scouts were required to bring our back back packs to the church before the hike to be weighed. I remember a lot of focus on packing light. The first day went well, we ate good and slept in the under a single golden tarp in the meadow at Summer Land. On the second day the trail was dusty and I had enjoyed getting dirty. By dinner time my Scout Master told me not to come to dinner until I put on a clean shirt. Imagine my pride, not everyone that gets patted on the back could disappear in a cloud of dust. Being a good scout went to my back pack to get a clean shirt. Unimaginable horror pulsed in my veins as I discovered I had packed so light I did not have any extra shirts in my pack. With dinner on hold it only took me moments to devise a plan.
I ran to the creek and began washing my only t-shirt. Soon the creek turned brown as the dirt left my shirt. To make certain all the dirt was out I pounded it against rocks, rubbed rocks on it and when I felt not a speck of dirt remained I washed it again. Cleaned beyond doubt I held it up for final inspection, to my surprise I noticed a galaxy of holes. Obviously the shirt was of poor quality and could not with stand a good creek side washing. Standing bare chested along the mountain stream the evening chill caught my attention, I noticed the warm rays of sun were disappearing as the sun slipped behind the ridge. Still not concerned I strolled over to the camp fire. I was certain the warm fire would dry my shirt in record time. As the night got colder I became impatient and moved it closer to the fire while I went to eat. When I returned I was surprised to see the shirt was a dirty brown again. Had someone tossed dirt on my clean shirt? No they had not, the fire had warmed and the shirt had dried, the two became one. As I picked my shirt up to inspect it the poor quality hole studded fabric began cracking and crumbled. Having no other shirt I put it on and realized how it smelled very badly of smoke. Proudly I wore it to bed that night. By morning I was wearing an interesting smelly pair of sleeves attached to a collar. This wonderful shirt would last another two days until I was greeted by mom and dad at the end of the trail. Of course they refused to let me into their car, eventually I bartered my way in but only after the shirt was tossed in the trash. If you are doing something fun that others can join in and share the experience, please email me. I will be working on a web based summer fun calendar as a central point to look at and stay in touch.
Dr. Seuss' Birthday -- Born on March 2nd in 1904
Google's artistic flair
When Julia and I went to Vancouver we found an art gallery that had several original pieces of Dr. Seuss' on display. I was unaware of his political art pieces and several interesting ways to look at life. I am glad he is best known for his children's story books. He certainly captured my interest in his beetle battles. No! I don't like your hat.
During Christmas we received a little snow as seen here with Corey standing on top of the pile. Notice how his knees are even with the railing on the deck !
This is the building in Snohomish with the flood guage. This flood was pretty good but it did not pass the 1977 flood. We needed about 6 or 8 inches more to beat the record.
WOW, I almost forgot to share the great news. I no longer have traffic cones protecting the holes in the kitchen floor. I ordered up a refinished floor complete with a cherry - brown stain for a warmer look. This all happened during the floods, so while I ran around working in flood water everywhere, Grandma and Grandpa let Corey and I sleep over.
Arron has a picture trapped in his phone showing the level on the Snohomish depth board. This flood was a couple inches from the past record. I promise a photo soon.
This shows the alternate route that opened a couple days before the highway opened.
On Saturday we conquered Mt Si...
Eric, Merle and Doreen were going hiking and although we slept in we were able to catch up to the crowd as they were coming down the trail. We were only a half mile from the top so we pushed forward knowing we would be late for after hike burgers, but it was
worth the accomplishment. Seeing the view from the top and getting our feet in the snow too. For both Juila and I this was the first time on Mt. Si and we loved the challenge and vowed to do more hiking to be ready for a long trip this summer. Julia's knee is impressive and well.
Lights, camera, and some make-up action - this is the true behind-the-scenes making of an upcoming episode of the TV show,
Jim reviews a tableful of information - over 650 tips were documented, investigated and prioritized. Check the grin - he should not be that happy being up so early on a holiday (MLK Jr) - he is obviously delirious from his 16-hour study session the night before.
Here producer, Mike Joseloff from NYC, directs prosecutor, Don Raz, and Jim on a scene. Soundman, Ed Liming, signals camerman, Stan McMeekin.
Unfortunately, my little chocolate gave out except for this last one - hmmm - looks suspiciously like Jim's front seats, but so clutter free... the things you do for Hollywood. Just when the street scenes were about to start - lights, sirens, action!
Broken pipes, shoveling snow and water water everywhere the panic stricken parents in Shohomish flee the cloudy Seattle weather.