Hawkes Bay NZ Water trail

Saturday, November 18, 2017

November means wreath making

I took full advantage of today's gorgeously atypical sunny and warm November weather to collect windfallen greenery for a holiday wreath. What a pleasure.

Sunday, October 29, 2017

All to myself

No wind among the aspens

I stopped my car to enjoy the sight of leaves fluttering down.

Beckley River Road

On FS6530 off the Beckler River Road

An autumn day that's hard to top, with blue sky after morning mist, and the ground carpeted with big leaf maples.

Saturday, October 28, 2017

I’ll get you, my pretties

In my neighborhood for Halloween.

Seen from Snohomish

A spectacular fall day for a 19 mile bike loop.

Monday, October 23, 2017

Seen on my Saturday morning bike ride

Now that "the big wet" is upon us, it'd be a crime not to take the bike out between October storms. On one of my preferred routes, in a godlike sunny morning, I've been noticing progress on this DADU (detached accessory dwelling unit) aka granny flat, for a while. This one is actually 2 units, on a major arterial road, abutting a light industrial area, but given the constraints,
I think it works. I fantasize about building a "tiny" in my backyard as a crash pad for me when I am retired and traveling 50% -90% of the year. Like V. Woolf wrote, women need a place of their own. But the logistics and cost of doing one of these properly in the gung ho supercharged Seattle real estate environment of 2017, well, I haven't broken ground (yet).

Saturday, October 21, 2017

Barber of Seville at Seattle Opera on a stormy fall Friday night

The current show in town shows its sunny Australian pedigree, with flamboyant Queensland colors and the sugary sweetness of a Weiss ice cream bar. And, almost 40 years on, I can still sing this:
"Figaro? Sono qua! Figaro? Sono la!"
I'm so overdue for a visit.

Thursday, October 12, 2017

One born every minute...

Honestly, this is solution in search of a problem. (Reported in today's New York Times.)

Saturday, October 7, 2017

Volcanic pinnacle in the canyon

Poison ivy never looked so pretty

More Umtanum

Nothing tops Mother Nature in the fall. I'm

Umtanum Canyon

Superb autumn colors on my hike near Ellensburg today.

Wednesday, October 4, 2017

Last ones for 2017

My gorgeous roses that smell as sweet as they look. I bought the plant in 1998 with a Molbaks gift certificate from my old job. 19 years on, they still remind me of my old friends. The rose needs to go dormant for a while until next June it'll deliver, like clockwork. It's planted on a south facing wall, next to (but outside the burn range) of an outdoor grill. While i knew about the heat retention of the wall, the BBQ was a happy accident, like so many things in life.

Sunday, October 1, 2017

Emeralds at PNW Ballet

Today is the final performance. Sparkling.

Friday, September 29, 2017

P & P at Seattle Rep

It's fall and I'm treating myself to another Jane Austen show. I never tire of her beautiful sentences. This is the set before the show starts.

Wednesday, September 27, 2017

Hike to Lake Valhalla

My novice hiking friends and I stopped short of the lake by about one mile, but who cares when the forest looks like this for a Sunday hike.

Sunday, September 17, 2017

Winter is coming.

Marmot Pass

From my meet up groups hike on the Hood Canal side of ONP

Monday, September 11, 2017

Trying out Vancouver's bike infrastructure

Perfect weather helps. Worth the drive north.

Friday, September 8, 2017

From today's "funnies"

Maeve, Frank, like all narcissists, really wants a dog, not another person, in his life.

Sunday, August 27, 2017

Saturday, August 26, 2017

Lakeside step building:before

Volunteer work done for the day

My afternoon tea ritual in an exquisite place. The fact that I've helped to build a set of rock steps to mitigate lakeside erosion, as well as helped to dig out a new and badly needed toilet to stop hikers littering the forest with toilet paper (and worse), well, I'm walking the walk as well as talking the talk about my love of hiking. Good company with fellow hiking enthusiasts on the Back Country Response Team simply makes it enjoyable.

Trail work with WTA

Back country latrine building: something I've never done before.

Thursday Evening from Summit Lake

Tuesday, August 22, 2017


Heading home through John Day

I drove home via an at-times sketchy dirt road from the Painted Hills unit of John Day Fossil Beds, to Ashwood. The scenery was pretty good, but everything is bone dry and ranches few and far between. That's what happens when you turn too short of your destination and you're trying to avoid all the post-eclipse traffic coming at you. Thank goodness I've just spent 6 weeks driving the often rough roads in Alaska. I was able to keep focused and drive all the wash boards, even when it wasn't fun anymore, and the ruts and stream crossings got a bit scary.
The things you do for fun...

Sent from my iPhone

Monday, August 21, 2017

Exiting the totality

A strange, other worldly twilight.


The temperature dropped enough to put on a sweater, Venus came out, there was a 360 degree sunset, and all the eclipse chasers parked up and down Hwy 26 to Mitchell were hootin' and hollering. For a brief moment before the sliver of the "new sun" emerged, you could see coronas.

10:20am Monday August 21


Sunday, August 20, 2017

Day 2,Dispersed camping Ochoco National Forest

So, exactly where are all the naked drug addled itinerant out of state eclipse chasers so feared by the locals? On the way here, I drove by the turn for Big Summit Prairie, 18 miles down a side road, and location for Eclipse-stock. At 2pm on Sunday, there was nary a car, psychedelic or otherwise, in sight. I guess the traffic jam in Prineville reported on the news last Wednesday was "it."
The only music I hear is the wind in the Douglas firs.

A gift from the USFS in Sisters

Wild camping on Saturday night

Solitude, tall trees and minimal smoke from forest fires burning in the Three Sisters Wilderness 1.7 miles off Hwy 20. Quite the find as my goal is the eclipse zone of totality somewhere around Madras, OR for tomorrow's hyped event.

Saturday, August 19, 2017

Where are our greatest generation members who can put this nonsense to rest?

My old dad, WW2 vet, would have had a few choice words for a president who seems to neither know nor care about history.

Friday, August 18, 2017

Journey's end

A blisteringly hot day in Eugene to wrap up a week's riding.

Thursday, August 17, 2017

Near Low Pass

A piece of Oregon rural history well worth saving. I remember whizzing past this structure 2 years ago on the last day of my Pacific Coast ride. Winter hasn't been kind to it.

Nelson Mountain covered bridge

Off Hwy 36.

Borrowed view in Mapleton

Artist statement for quilt

One of the pleasures of stopping in one of Oregon's independent coffee shops.

Artwork in Caffeination cafe, Mapleton

Wednesday, August 16, 2017

Sea glass stained glass

Lovely window in the Homegrown Pub, Florence, OR

In Florence

Yachats covered bridge

A few miles off the Yachats River Road.