Ain’t No Mountain High Enough

How to describe Humpback Mountain? Not at all like a beach or a simple, flat walk as I had been led to believe and more like the scariest and one of the most difficult mountains I have ever hiked. I am not a serious hiker and prefer the easy day-hikes on the Washington Trail Association…

Round on the End and High in the Middle

Ohio, this is where I spent Thanksgiving 2017, in the middle of the Buckeye State. One thing I learned: there is always something to do for visitors, even if it appears that there is nothing to do at all. Here is how we accomplished that. Check out the local parks: walk all of the trails,…

Rained Out

Rained out, that is one thing that had never happened to our adventurers until Saturday. We were all set with snacks, hot beverages, and waterproof shoes for Diagon Alley in Ballard, but it was rainy (not drizzly) and just plain cold. Instead, we decided to do a long park loop and here is what we…

A Full Fall

I’m back from a long hiatus of writing! Where I have been on foot and bike: Port Gamble Kitsap Peninsula Bremerton Island’s Blackberry Festival Bainbridge Island’s Grand Forest Tacoma, WA The middle of Ohio Twice Sold Tales Blue Highway Games The Secret Beach  Friends of the Seattle Library Used Cookbook Sale The highlight of fall…

Blackberry Festival on Bremerton Island

In urban hike style, Homsey and I decided to take the ferry to Bremerton Island. The fast ferry does not operate on weekends, so we took the normal, one hour ferry. I brought The New Yorker and caught myself up to the current issue while Homsey took a nap. Somehow, I find that being on…

Open Water Swimmer

Twice, Elle and I swam in Lake W. You already know my reasons for avoiding that lake. Well, turns out, not all beaches are the same. The first day, I told myself that it would be fine, and I am a seasoned race competitor, not scared of things like milfoil and grindylows. I wore my…

It’s Always a Good Morning

This week and last, I capitalized upon my mornings. At my last job, I would dream of all the things I would do, if only I started at a reasonable hour (not 6:30 AM). Even upon the rare occasion of a 7 AM start, I would find wonderful ways to use my time: a walk…