Category Archives: General

Mon 24 Dec 07

We finally got around to taking advantage of the long weekend for a little outdoor time this afternoon. Tossed Taylor in the back of the Tribute (to the displeasure of the other two dogs) and headed up toward White Pass. On the way up a small group of big horn sheep bounded across the road in front of the car in front of us. Don’t see that every day.

I had kind of been hoping to do a little winter hiking up in the mountains but after getting close to Rimrock Lake we quickly found that our access points for anything resembling a trail were pretty well snowed under. The snowmobilers were out in full force though, zipping around the edges of the lake. So we settled for taking a few pictures from the car and briefly running Taylor in the snow along a Forest Service road. Really pretty drive though. It’s neat to see the way such a large landscape morphs through the seasons.


Heading back toward Yakima, we stopped to check out the elk feeding area near Oak Creek Canyon. As snows hit higher up in the Cascades, elk tend to migrate toward the valley in search of food. This area was set up to keep elk out of local orchards and off of roads. We happened to stop by right around the time they were getting ready to feed the herd. Pretty robust gathering given the thirteen inches of snow that fell last night at White Pass.

Right across the highway from the feeding station is a popular rock climbing spot, the Royal Columns. A huge wall of massive Andesite columns that makes for good crag climbing. I’d been out here a few times last summer, hiking around and watching the rock climbers. Next spring I’m planning on buying some gear and teaching myself enough to join the fun. We left our car parked at the feeding station and ran across the highway with Taylor to hike around the cliffs a bit.



Have you ever tried to take a self-picture of two humans and a wiggling dog? It’s not easy. In the bottom right picture you can see from above the hundreds of elk gathered to eat.


Sun 16 Dec 07

West Virginia’s Rich Rodriguez is the new U of M head football coach. Under the circumstances I don’t think you could ask for much more. It’ll definitely be more fun watching a spread offense for a change, even if Ryan Mallett isn’t the ideal QB to lead that style.

Sat 15 Dec 07

Sometimes at work my mind wanders and I scribble things on a pad of paper.

The man who was no longer a man floated above his body. Rising slowly. He willed himself to slow his ascent to a crawl, then tilted his head and looked around and down. The body didn’t move. His body. Couldn’t move. It had had a heart attack and wouldn’t move again until scavengers came to nibble on it. Nudging an arm or tugging on an ear.

The body lay slumped against a forest-green hiking pack resting in a rustling sun-warmed field surrounded on three sides by towering rock spires. Shadows crept across the field.

Perspiration dried on the body’s forehead above eyes that squinted in a way that, given the circumstances, suggested a grimace. The man who was no longer a man appraised the face and knew differently. Not a grimace, a smile. The remnants of a squinting smile on a face that moments before had been whispering “thank you, thank you, thank you,” as tears trickled from the squinting eyes.

The man who was no longer a man gave pause to that smile and felt something sparkle and warm inside of him. How many times had he shared adventure and laughter with that smile?

He also felt a tug. Gentle at first and then with more insistence. He began to rise quickly again. The man who was no longer a man tried to will himself to slow again, but this time he was unable. “No. Please. Not yet. Just a few more minutes. Please. Please! It’s mine! I owe…” But he was now rushing past the rock spires, his body below fading to a speck, merging with a sea of green.

And suddenly the world was full of mountain tops and endless blue and the man who was no longer a man began to giggle. He tried to flap imaginary wings. Tried to swoop and glide as he had imagined and dreamed as a kid. And then he let loose a great rolling laugh because he had never seen a dog fly before. And there was a dog. Floating along next to him, spinning in circles and throwing up her paws. His dog! He reached out to her as they punched through the clouds together and she nuzzled up against him, licking his face.

And then he heard clapping and his friends and family were around him. Smiling, cheering, welcoming. He closed his eyes and the clapping intensified and swelled until he could feel it rushing through him. Around him. Lifting him up. Lifting him up. Tumbling him.

Tumbling him?

He opened his eyes and cringed into the stinging salt water. The sea roared around him, pitching him forward end over end, bouncing him against the sand. Popping to the surface he sputtered a bit, but the rolling laugh returned. He threw his head back and laughed to the sky, the sun, the swooping seagulls. There was a tug at his ankle and he reached back to reel in the tethered surfboard. Scrambling onto the board, he whispered “thank you” then began paddling in to where he knew his dog would be waiting for him in the shallows and his friends would already be laughing around a fire.

Tue 11 Dec 07

We finally located a store in Yakima that sells Canidae brand dog food and at about $5 less per bag than what we were paying to buy it online, I’m glad. The store is Yakima Co-op if you’re ever in the neighborhood. Mary made the discovery while taking Nora on a little pet food search outing this afternoon and also came home with some hefty marrow-filled shin bones for the dogs’ chewing pleasure. The beef flavoring and marrow will probably be gone by the end of tonight, but even Trammell (judging by past history) will take months before putting a dent in the actual bone .