“Pictures or it didn’t happen” is actually far more true than I ever realized.
DEAR FRIENDS, NEAR AND FAR, HERE IS A BRIEF SNAPSHOT OF WHAT I AM DOING-
In January I started attending Seattle Central’s Carpentry program down at the Wood Technology Center in the Central District. It rules. At first I thought I was really bad at woodworking, but then I realized they were just making us use hand tools to appreciate what power tools do. Power tools are the greatest.
Making the toolbox in our Core class.
Martin admires his own handywork.
In carpentry we got into building houses. It is complicated.
Our current project is building a modular house for a woman on Whidbey Island, which will brought out in sections when we are done. This summer we built the custom cabinetry for the kitchen and bathroom.
Here is the 15″ beam saw we used to cut the glue lams for the roof.
Another two day bike trip! This time we cycled to the picturesque Carbon River campground in the foothills of Rainier and along the Wonderland Trail. According to Matt & the internet, it receives so much annual rainfall it’s consider a temperate rain forest, which is a cool thing in North America (the rain forest, not the rain.)
We took the Sounder of Seattle at a cruel 6 am and stopped in Puyallup for donuts and coffee.
We took the Foothills Trail pretty much from the start to finish, which follows along the Carbon River for much of it. We went through the faux-Western town of Orting and South Prairie, both are pretty awesome but pretty depressing.
We ended up in Wilkeson before our final ascent into Mt Rainier National Park.
It was really beautiful forest in this area, which high ravines and not much traffic (see big one bridge!).
The original road into the campsite has been washed out over the years and is now a hiker/biker rough gravel trail for about 6 miles to the Ipsut Creek Campground, which is incredibly lush with growth. We pitched near the Carbon River and hiked up to see Ipsut falls before sunset.
We had an incredibly satisfying of dinner of re-hydrated chili with field roast and veggies (please God let me never have to eat Field Roast again) and passed out pretty early considering we’d all gone only a few hours of sleep.
The next morning on the way out (through gravel…eeeeeeek) we stopped at Chenuis Falls, but my phone was nearly dead at this point. Here is a photo of Daniel putting his shoes back on:
I had access to both a car and little dog this holiday season, so two (two and a half?) friends and I headed east towards Mt Si. Christmas week was chilly but unusually clear, which made it great for hiking! We suited Quinn up in her mini-holiday sweater and headed out.
Initially we had some trouble finding the trailhead…
It was a beautiful day and a beautiful hike, but we had a late start so we opted to do Little Si (480 m) as opposed as Mt Si (1,270 m). I suppose there is only a 2 letter difference between “wise” and “wuss”.
Somtimes Quinn took sneaky shortcuts…
Before the summit (photo credit to Reid)
At the summit…
Lucky Quinn got a free ride back, courtesy of Reid.
On the way home we stopped at a drive-through coffee house (probably only because we had the car) and made a lovely curry dinner back at the house! Good yule times, indeed.
I could try to describe the Haunted Horses tour, but I won’t. At best I could say it was like listening to the Doors, Rob Zombie and your own band while at the same time driving like a vegan marathon runner without ever changing your clothes and carrying around half a sandwich. Actually that’s not true, I showered pretty frequently (but I’m not even in the band. Shit I barely sold merch even.)
Actually that’s a lie, I can describe tour in one sentence and that is RENO IS AMAZING. Everyone should go to Reno. (all these photos are square because I robbed them off instagram. Thanks Pelly!)
Tour was: Seattle -> Portland -> Reno -> Davis -> Oakland -> Eureka -> Portland -> Seattle
Also: never underestimate my ability to take creepy photos.
Are my coworkers still reading this blog? Cool. (just kidding)
Apparently it’s only taken almost 9 months in Dublin to get back to that “shop ’til you drop” work ethic I left (fled?) in Seattle. Which is basically agreeing to do everything until you physically cannot until time travel is invented. And when that happens: RAD! But for now, let’s review:
-Finished my degree at SU, planning trip to Ireland
-Maybe there was like a social life in there somewhere?
I recall a conversation with my coworker Mike Sparks once, in which I told him all the things I was doing and he said “ugh.” Okay, I get that. But being busy kind of gives your life a good momentum where everything gets done, as opposed to have loads of time where nothing gets done. I’m sure there are studies on this. For now, there is this one.
2012. Dublin, IRL
-Working a part-time sandwich making job which likes to pile on the hours until I cry mercy
-“Fixing” bikes and “building” stuff with Seomra Spraoi. Some of my fellow mechanics may question my dedication. Sometimes I do too.
-Interning with Science Gallery. I would argue internships have a more complicated workload than paid work because there is no “mercy,” there is only “please god give me a job.”
-Doing my Masters in Arts Admin = writing my thesis. In theory.
-The fun & odd temp job, like prop making and handing out flyers after shows.
-Irish people are lovely, charming and intelligent. Yet sometimes trying to makes friends feels like a chore. But go ahead, ask me where I’m from.
So when my parents call me 6 times in a weekend and I don’t pick up, know it’s because I probably cycling around in the wind and rain like a lunatic trying to figure out where I’m supposed to be. Just know: I love you. I am just physically incapable of expressing at the moment.
In conclusion, WHY DOES SOY MILK ALWAYS CURDLE IN COFFEE? AUGH. But more importantly: will I get sick if I drink it anyway? It kind of looks like I got sick in the cup already.
I hope this doesn’t sound too much like I am complaining about everything. Cause I’m not! Except for the coffee thing, that sucks.