Final end-of-the-year post: saw my brother, Jonah in the arms of the troll, watched the Eras Tour movie, and the Seattle City skyline as we prepared to dock. Larry & Jasper Caught by a troll? Looks like it. 🙂 An era. 🙂 This did not exist when I grew up here (the wheel), but it is kinda neat looking. I’ve yet to go in as well. The waterfront part of Seattle is a nice place to spend some time. 2023. Time for 2024 . . . .
Our trip was a nice get away and I realize each time I go to Bainbridge Island just how much I love being there, which I have mentioned before. One of the new art installations around these islands are wooden huge trolls. Sara is posing in the arms of one on Bainbridge for perspective. We went there following our surprising win at trivia at the local cider house. I’m dropping a few other photos here and will slowly work my way through the ones that I took on this trip. Sara in the troll. I met up with an old friend from my days at Dusty Strings Company, where Doug was a woodworker and I was a dulcimer set-up, stringer and tuner/test player. This…
More of the final few days of 2023 . . . . I noticed that just traveling further north only 5 hours shows in the amount of daylight that lights up the day. In the Seattle area the sun would set a good twenty minutes earlier than in Eugene. Fortunately, we have passed the marks in which the daylight hours are shrinking. On the 3rd of January we had our latest sunrise. On December 9th we had our earliest sunset. Now the sun is setting later and will begin rising earlier. This is all good for my vitamin D catcher and spirit. 14,410 feet high, Mt. Rainier stands above it all. It is always good to see it out. Rolling Bay is a small…
We went north for the end of the year, up to Bainbridge Island where my sister-in-law and her family live. We had a lovely time, as we always do. That area steals my heart every time I go. The trees and water are just lovely. Ferry on the sound. Fans heading to the big game via the ferry.
Yesterday I ran my second 50k trail race, this one being over near Bend, Oregon close to the Three Sisters Mountains. It was a long and generally speaking beautiful day. The running part was challenging for me, especially after mile 23. I figured it would be difficult, but not that difficult. Of course once you start one of these things you can’t really stop in the middle so I just kept going. Photos with some commentary below: The milling around before the race starts. This is always a strange time with everyone showing up, training completed, often goals in mind, some people know one another, but many don’t. It’s a nice time to say hello to a stranger, ask where they are from and…