6.01.2009

Biking for Beer

Yesterday Sarah and I rode with a group of friends to the Redhook Brewery in Woodinville.


The posse met up at Matthews Beach Park on Lake Washington and is ready to roll.


Matt and Claire pose at the entrance to the brewery, while others' concern they'll run out of beer leaves no time for pictures, as they head straight to the bar.


Clockwise from lower left: Liney, Armin, Michelle, Chris, Jeff, Matt, Claire, and Sarah. Can you guess who drove to Matthews Beach to start the ride? I'll give you a hint, they're not wearing fancy jerseys (or riding fancy road bikes).


I call the following collection of pictures: " "Where were you?" "I was taking pictures." "You were taking a crap weren't you?" [pause] "Yes, I was taking a fat crap in the woods." (I guess you had to be there.)"


Any questions?


In western Washington Mt. Rainier is like the eyes of a painting that always seem follow you around the room.

I did ride all they way home. Sarah drove back from Matthews Beach to get to a shoe sale before it ended. Then we capped it off with a Barking Dog happy hour. A bike ride with beer at both ends, not a bad Sunday.

5.30.2009

Kendall Peak Lakes

Nollie and I decided to go hiking yesterday. We started at the remaining pile of snow from this year's Holy Oly Quarterpipe, which was at Summit West if you recall (refresh your memory of 2008's event here). Nollie ran around like an idiot not realizing there was 6 or so hours of hiking remaining, and I tried to decide where we were going to go hiking. It was the warmest day of the year with pass temperatures in around 76 degrees around noon. Through trying to avoid avalanche prone areas, forest service road closures, and long drives, we decided on Kendall Peak Lakes. The first half of the hike had hot temperatures and patchy snow. I don't know if Nollie is really out of shape or was too hot or just pretending, but she was dragging ass and only carried her pack for about a mile. Then I strapped all her stuff to my bag, and she was happy to follow close behind. The last half of the hike turned into a snowshoe expedition. Nollie stayed close behind the whole way, though I could tell she was growing impatient with my photographic exploits on the way up and the way down. For safety's concern, we got to the general area of the lakes but stayed away since everything was covered in snow. Instead, we snowshoed off a little higher to see a great view of Mt. Rainier peaking above the Central Cascade skyline. I don't know if you've heard the song Seattle by Perry Como, but yesterday I did see the bluest skies and the greenest trees I've ever seen in my life. Photographic documentation below.


Nollie on one of her many lay down in the snow to cool off breaks.


Kendall Peak Trail No. 1344.



"The bluest skies you've ever seen are [near] Seattle. And the [trees] the greenest green, [near] Seattle."


Kendall Peak(-ish). Don't ask me which is what. Different maps were saying different things, but I don't need a map to tell me it's pretty.


Do I wanna what?


Gold Creek Valley, Keechelus Lake, Central Cascades, and Mt. Rainier in the distance.


See? Mt. Rainier.


Oh yeah, I was there too. And don't look surprised, you should know Memorial Day kicks off mustache season.



These shots cost us an extra half hour. Thankfully, the sun sets sometime after 9p.


OK, seriously. Put your stoopid camera away, and let's go home already.

5.24.2009

Hart Lake Hike

Despite my need to do laundry, since my work stay has been extended at least 4 days at Holden, I hiked to Hart Lake. The timing of it did not allow for any good pictures of the lake, especially since my hiking cohorts were more concerned about the fact they could get ice cream in the village tonight for the first time since we arrived. Needless to say, they hot-footed it on back for ice cream, and I had to stick with them until within a reasonably safe self-hiking distance to stop for pictures.


Glacier carved valley.


Black and white mountains as observed during the mining days.


Colored version of mountains as observed today.

Additionally, today began a large May youth weekend at the village. With the influx of about 275 high school age teens, the population of the village increased about 1000% right after lunch and things move at a quicker, louder pace. And I feel old.

5.22.2009

A Common Sight


Today they served dinner outside, and a young buck and three doe were curious and came to see what was going on. At one point someone started laughing boisterously, a noise I would have thought would startle the deer, but one just go more curious and came closer to investigate, eventually getting too close. I snapped this picture after the fact while walking back to one of the "lodges" just to show this common sight in Holden. When a black bear comes by, though, they get scared/chased out of the village immediately. A black bear was looking through the garbage cans on the porch in the background earlier this week. However, no food is allowed in outside garbage, and an electric fences "guards" the compost piles outside the village.

5.14.2009

5.13.2009

Drinks on the Links



It's that time of year again.....DOTL started last night.
We played short a few people, but we still posted awesome numbers.
We are currently in second place.

5.08.2009

My Tiny Alaskan Adventure



I spent a few days in Anchorage, AK for a work conference where I gave a presentation on PCP. One of our outings was a glacier cruise on Prince William Sound. It was beautiful and the best part of my trip. Although Moose's Tooth was good too.

4.29.2009

US Open Cup



The game last night was so much fun!
It didn't rain very much. Just sprinkles.
The stadium was small (only holds about 3900 fans) so we got to see some up close action.
The Sounders won 4-1.
Le Toux played awesome.
And look at how close I got to my boy Brad Evans!

4.27.2009

Sounders til I die!



I went to my first Seattle Sounders FC game on Saturday.

We won 2-0 against the San Jose Earthquakes.

Tomorrow night we're going to the US Open Cup play-in game against Real Salt Lake.

Should be fun. But it looks like rain.

4.21.2009

Sunsets


The sun sets on the Olympics and Puget Sound from Golden Gardens.



The sun sets on Matt's 20's.

4.12.2009

Nice Face

Sarah and I have this saying that is usually reserved for talking about Nollie but sometimes accidentally slips out in public or around friends:



"Nice face."

I apologize if we've ever said this to you.

It was raining in the mountains (and Seattle) when I woke up this morning, so I decided to stay in the city before our traditional Easter Tex-Mex meal. To get some exercise I went out to the garage for some Easter skateboarding. I realized that I don't think we've posted any pictures since the mini-ramp was completed some time ago (though it still needs masonite on the decks), so I brought the camera out with me.


Rock to fakie. Note the slats from our bed on the far railing protecting my bike. With a fancy Tempurpedic mattress you can't use slats or you will void the 20-year warranty. You have to have a solid foundation (i.e. no box springs); thus, we sleep on 3/4" plywood from Home Depot. Or was it Lowe's?


Coming into a frontside 50-50. Remember the frontside/backside lesson from earlier?


Coming out of a feeble (stall) to fakie, I think. It could have been coming in or out or to fakie or not; either way, I can do a feeble (stall) to fakie.


Coming into a feeble (stall) to ass.


This may just look like a blurry picture of an extention ladder on the wall, but it's more than that. This picture demonstrates that I did not break any of the glass in our fisheye lens, even though I cracked its lens hood on the above feeble (stall) to ass. I later confirmed the flash still works, too, after fixing the battery door and putting all the batteries back in off the mini-ramp and garage floor.

3.31.2009

Splitboarding (for powder this time)

A week ago Matt, Claire, and myself went into the backcountry at Stevens Pass. Avalanche danger was predicted to be considerable and increase with heavy snow loading expected from a storm arriving midday (a phantom storm that never really showed up), so we planned to stay in safer, treed terrain that wasn't very steep. I put my recent "Level 1" avalanche education to work with a test pit and found a couple weak layers in recent snow and deeper one on an older crust that took a bit of effort to initiate but the fracture did not propagate (yay!). We played it pretty safe in the upper portion of our runs above the trees, going one at a time and watching each other from safe locations. I also had my Avalung at the ready (thanks, mom and dad). Matt and I had fun with the fact that when you breathe through an Avalung it sounds like one swiss cow that has made many an appearance at the Swenson/Koryczan holiday tables (a recording of this is available on request, but I couldn't figure out how to post it here). The snow was pretty good higher up and on shaded aspects, and now my splitboard has finally seen some powder. Pictures are below.


Matt, Claire, and Matt's new illegitimate child (his new dyna-something who-knows-what skis he keeps telling me about).


Weather station on the way in.


Mountain-man pointing action.


My "skis" next to a filled in test pit.


Matt skiing on his babies.


Claire skiing on her skis.


We got another dump of snow this week, and now it's warming up, which has generally increased avalanche danger recently (but it's complicated - Note that at the end of every NWAC avalanche forecast it says: "Remember there are avalanche safe areas in the mountains during all levels of avalanche danger." You just have to know where (and when) these areas are). So yesterday I played it safe, stayed in bounds, and rode park with Steve and Natalie. It was a pretty good spring day with temps close to 50 degrees. As I was hiking the quarterpipe at Central, I heard an explosion go off and knew WSDOT must be doing avalanche control work along I-90. Then a second or two later I heard something I had never heard before. The closest comparison would be thunder, but it was the sound of an avalanche propagating and sliding from the discharge that was just set off. Everyone hiking stopped for a few seconds and thought or said "Holy [crap] that was a big one." We stopped riding at 2p, found out the pass was closed, and hung out at the tiny convenience store and corn dog stand for an hour and half. At least it was a nice day to be stuck in the mountains.


Hanging out during avalanche control.

Some guy we talked to said the bombs were setting off 10' to 12' crowns, and a natural slide had already gone before the control work started. Here's a video of some avalanche control work from Stevens Pass if you're curious what some of this looks like (note we were at Snoqualmie Pass yesterday).

We then started a slow crawl down the pass around 4p. There was probably a mile backup of four lanes of traffic plus two exits and then some of people trying to get back to Seattle that whittled down to one lane where the avalanche debris had pushed some concrete barriers onto the interstate. Atleast it was better than the 8-mile backup at the east end of the pass where they closed the pass. We finally got home around 630p.

And finally, the standard Nollie picture you've all been waiting for.

3.23.2009

winder and swift

I just finished up a knitting project for a little someone-to-be. Right now it's blocking. It was a big project so I'm ready to start up something new.

Today I got out a couple of my Christmas presents and used them for the first time. Grams got me a ball winder and Steve got me a swift via a gift certificate to Weaving Works.


yarn


swift


balls

3.22.2009

Catching Up

One blog at a time.

So I've been out of the blogging game for quite some time now. I blame work, snowboarding, and life in general. So now that I racked my back/hip (Back of my hips? It's a weird place to have a bruise.) riding the quarterpipe for the first time at Snoqualmie yesterday (unfortunately no superpipe for us this year due to the weak snow year), I have a Sunday morning to work on catching up (sorry for all the parentheticals (no seriously)). Steve has the video of me decking on my hip-back and bouncing back into the transition on my back-back (that one should be easy to figure out (oh, right (sorry))), so maybe it will get posted sometime here or on Weak in the Tweak.

Anyway, catching up, baby steps...

We became members of our local NPR station last fall. It's about time for me, since I've been a frequent listener of NPR since I was in grad school.


The most expensive coffee mug I'll ever own.