Day 2 August 17th Middle of Rock Lake

Hot and Slow

Day 2 started at 6AM. The trail bed was fast, we were still going down slightly, and we had passed most of the rock debris. By mid-morning we had reached the town of Revere. We really only know the names of these long forgotten towns because they are still listed in the gazetteer. However, they are now mostly only grain silos next to the old railroad bed. Some of the grain silos are still in use but with trucks and some are abandoned. Revere had an active silo. We stopped to fill our water as all active silos have water. We talked to the guy working. It is harvest season as we knew from all the combines and trucks we had seen in the fields. The guy showed us how they unloaded and tested the grain for moisture content. Anything over 17% is rejected. He showed us his rattlesnake rattle collection which was about 30 and a skin. He said he had already collected two this year near the silo. And he talked about watching trains pass on the trail we now rode when he was a child.

When we left Revere the day became hard. The temperature was quickly rising, the grade was climbing, the rail bed was deteriorating, the wind was now steady in our face and against our trailers, and there would be very little shade for the next few days. I suspected the rail grade would become worse as it passed through a nature area and would be receiving little use. These conditions lasted until Marengo. This was one of the toughest parts of the trip. I was suffering but Mathew was doing fairly good. We passed through and area where we had done an orienteering event called the Rock Creek Ramble. I had seen this section before in April and knew it would be tough in August. During this section, I had a flat and a replacement slime tube stem broke when filling. That means our two replacement slime tubes were now used and from inspection of the tubes it was pretty clear that the slime in these old tubes would not be adequate in the coming days.

We rolled into Marengo around 2PM in pretty bad shape. There is now only one farm house and we headed toward it. I asked the very nice lady if we could have some water from her hose and a piece of her shady grass for a while. I never got her name but once again she was one of those kind persons who are always willing to help. After we ate, drank, and hosed ourselves down, cool clarity came back to us. She joined us on the lawn.

She was 84 years old and spent most of her life there. At this location the active Union Pacific crosses the Milwaukee and back in the day this was an active hub. There were many families and railroad workers. There was a depot and she traveled by train. Now it is just her and her son and I think a whole section of wheat fields. She quickly cut to the next issue facing us. “How are you going to cross Cow Creek” she asked. I hedged. I had heard that the bridge was out but after looking at detailed topo maps, Google earth and some early scouting, I thought we could make the 5 mile crossing easy with some bike whacking. The alternative was a very hilly 18 mile ride around on road that I really didn’t want to do. So I answered what would you suggest? To which she replied, “I wouldn’t try going that way unless you want to get shot”. She went on to explain that the adjacent land owner was a piece of work that we should avoid at all costs. So we took it to heart and girded ourselves for a long road ride.

In the end we made it to Ralston on the other end at just past 6PM and I gave Mathew three choices. First, camp in Ralston at the Park, second just get on the paved road to Lind which was about 15 miles and paralleled the trail, or third, try the trail but if it was bad surface move back to the road. Since my goal was to be able to get up early the next day and ride, riding the trail late into the night was not a feasible option. He chose option three and after a quarter of a mile, we were on the road which we knocked out in about 2 hours. Arriving in Lind at 8:30, we grabbed a burger in a tavern and set up out tent in the park next to the active UP line. This mistake came back to haunt us every 30 minutes throughout the night.

Stats for the day
66.5 miles At goal for second night
1,100ft ascent/1500ft descent
13hr 57min total time

Day 1 August 16th Idaho Border Approximately 5 miles NE of Tekoa (TEE-KO), WA

Rancher Saves the DayWe got a late start at 7:08 after packing our gear and getting everything sorted out at the trailhead. The boys had made Mathew a sign for his trailer that he attached. My wife dropped us, took some pictures and drove off. We began our trip at about 2,800ft in the heart of Palouse country with golden waves of grain surrounding us and really nice road surface in front of us. What I would learn throughout the trip is that if farmers and other users used the trail it is generally in great shape. When not in use, it is degraded or unimproved.

Getting Ready

We made good time and shortly after telling Mathew that we would not see anybody for days, we ran into a nice woman out walking on the trial. After about 5 miles we came to the town of Tekoa. There is an old railroad trestle but they have blocked it off and we rode around down and under and then based on the gazetteer, rode out of town on roads to rejoin the trail.

Here the trail began to degrade, first the ballast became worse and plants began growing in the trail. Here I also learned that Mathew did not get the gate combination when he got his permit. One combination would be good for many gates and we learned that this would mean many bike/trailer passes over many gates to come.

Palouse Moose

Cheryl reappeared to cheer us on at a road crossing and shortly thereafter we saw the Palouse Moose. About 5-10 miles out of Tekoa the trail began to significantly degrade. The trail would go through large cuts and those cuts would retain water and also plant growth. For about 2 miles we bike wacked through 5-6ft deep grass and brush. After about 2 hours we got out the gazetteer to find an alternate route, climbed out of the cut and got on the parallel road. This lasted about ¼ mile and we saw that the trail was good again.

Riding to Rosalia was nice. The grade had been going down slightly from the start, the ballast wasn’t too bad but there were a lot of small removed bridges that we needed to ride down and around. Coming into Rosalia we crossed a cool old bridge that had bad ballast. We stopped for lunch next to the post office under shade of an old tree. While it didn’t feel real hot, I sign read 89 degrees.

Coming into Rosalia

While riding out of Rosalia was beautiful in a shady pine forest, the ballast was very bad up until Malden. When we passed through Malden we could not see the town as we were in an old railroad yard in the valley. At this point we had got into a rhythm of stopping every hour or two to rest, eat and drink. As it was getting late in the afternoon, we set goals for the rest of the day, Pine City, Rock Lake, and our Campsite for the night. We rode off on really well and well used surfaces.

Rosalia

After Pine City, Mathew called out that something was wrong with his bike. He told me that he had a flat in his trailer. We had slimed the trailer wheels ourselves and used lots of slime so this surprised me. When we got the tube out, it was riddled with holes and I can only surmise that this was a bad tube, not surprising given who we bought it from, so instead of patching the tube, we replaced it with our spare. I rode off and after a while realized that Mathew wasn’t with me.

Pine City

When I got back to him, he told me that his rear skewer nut was gone. To explain, the skewer holds the wheel on. If the nut loosens, the wheel loosens and wobbles. Seventeen year old boys sometimes don’t notice subtle changes and he didn’t notice the loose nut wobble’ just the wheel not working at all after the nut was long gone. In long races I have sometimes stocked extra skewers in the kits that we leave in aid stations but I have never carried one and never had one fail. My first fatherly instinct was to say WTF and try to use this as a teaching moment to explain that he should really pay better attention to the world around him. But I refrained because it would not solve the problem which was catastrophic. This was game over on the first day. We were in the middle of nowhere and the only real option was to find it so we started walking back looking down.

After about a mile, Amanda a 28 year old cattle rancher drove up and asked if she could help. She was out looking for a wayward cow and it probably seemed odd to her that two guys were walking with their heads down, in their bike kit, in the middle of nowhere. This was our first taste of the many helping hands that we received along the way. I explained what we were doing and ask if she might have a bike that would have the part we needed and we would be happy to buy it from her. First she drove us to check on some grain deliveries, then to the shop where there were bike but not skewers, then to the farm house where there were more bikes but no skewers, then she came out with the bike with a skewer and we were back in business. She had a great wonderful helping heart.

Old bride and derailment

Once we were back riding again, we had consumed 2 hours and it was getting late but we pushed on from Pine City on great trail in some of the most beautiful country of the trip. While crossing/passing a gate, Mathew noticed a large thorn in his other trailer tire. I made the mistake of pulling it out and the tire quickly went flat. We made quick work patching it and continue on. We crossed old trestles, derailed trains, tunnels, and huge rock falls that we scrambled over with our bikes. But it was getting late; Mathew was getting tired and with the time spent fixing bikes we would not make out goal for the day. This was disappointing because we were hoping for a nice swim in Rock Lake at Johnson Beach. Around 8:30 I called it for the day in a beautiful spot overlooking Rock Lake. We set up camp, ate, prepared from the next day and went to bed.

Campsite 1st night

Stats for the day
48.5 miles five miles short of goal
800ft descent
13hr 17min total time

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2013 Bike Across Washington to End Alzheimer's

The Project:

My son Mathew decided to ride his bike across Washington to raise money and awareness to end Alzheimer’s. My mother, his grandmother, has late stage Alzheimer’s disease. This project came about as a result of my suggesting that we ride the John Wayne Trail a number of years ago. This spring he decided to take this on for his senior project. While he wanted to do it alone, thankfully his school advisor required that he have an adult with him. There was some issue with the school sending a 17 year old on an eight day adventure into the wilderness by himself. Given my experience and background, I was duly chosen as the responsible accompanying adult. However, this was Mathew’s project and my only interjection was to get supplies he requested, review his plan for safety, and add any comments/opinions when asked.

The Plan:

The ride would start on the Idaho Border and we would take the John Wayne Pioneer Trail (the old abandon Chicago, Milwaukee, St. Paul, and Pacific Railroad) to North Bend where it currently ends. The Milwaukee road was used from the early 1900’s until the mid-eighties. From there we would take the Snoqualmie Valley Trail, Falls City Preston Trail, Preston Issaquah Trail, East Lake Sammamish Trail, Sammamish River Trail, Burke Gilman Trail, and Elliott Bay Trail. These are all abandon Railroad trails that would lead us directly to the ferry in Seattle. But because Seattle isn’t technically across the state, Mathew put us on a ferry to Bainbridge where we biked roads to east of Sequim and got on the Olympic Discovery Trail through Port Angeles. If we had time, the plan was to then take the Olympic Adventure Trail further west towards the coast. As it was, we were on roads from Port Angeles to Cape Flattery.

In addition, Mathew had made contact with Trisha Averill of the Alzheimer's Association Western & Central Washington. Trisha scheduled stops at Alzheimer’s facilities along our route. She also worked with Mathew on publicizing and raising awareness for his ride. Along with his ride across the state, Mathew will also be walking in the Tacoma and other walks around the state to raise funds and tell his story. If you enjoy this story, please go here and donate what you can.

The Details:

Maps

BLM 1:100k quads (Rosalia, Ritzville, Connell, Priest Rapids, and Yakima) – Great large scale topo maps with physical details

Gazetteer – road details and names, names of long abandon towns and other man made features. Good maps for rerouting and roads.

Research:
26inchslicks

Gear
Mountain Bikes preferably full suspension with slime tubes and semi-slick 2-2.5 tires

Bike Trailers with slime tubes and preferable large 26inch wheels

Backpacking Camping gear (two man tent, sleeping bags and pads, stove, tarp)
Basic backpacking food with extras purchased along the way
Full bike repair kit with many extra tubes
Water – Bottle, hydration pack, extra gallon carried in trailers
We also carried endurolytes and Hammer Heed
Bike lights (light and motion Stella and seca)
Complete wilderness first aid kit

I purchased the bike trailers used from a moms buy/sell group. Mathew’s red trailer was an instep POS. The woman who sold it to me lied and said it was complete when it was not. It had patch holes that would come undone and it didn’t have the bike connection. It only had 16 inch wheels that I could not replace but the attachment fit Mathew’s bike and I figure he was young and could pull it. I found a burly trailer that was bomber and I was able to replace the wheels with some 26 inch mtn bike fronts I had with 1inch slicks. This trailer rolled and held up real well.

I carried a GPS with me that I turned on every day. Unfortunately it only saved the tracks from the last third of the trip. I suspect that it ran out of memory.

The details that follow are written from the perspective of an old guy, a retired endurance racer who is pretty out of shape. I am pretty slow but I don’t give up. Most of my friends that are still racing and training hard could do this trip super light AR style in half the time easy with no trailers.

In many of the pictures you will see us without helmets. We always wore helmets when we were or streets with cars or when the speed of our travel warranted it. In most cases we were traveling between 5-8 MPH (jogging speed) on a flat rail bed. Heat related problems were more of a risk than a serious crash. By wearing wet hats, this risk could be safely mitigated. In all other aspects of my life I advocate bike helmets and lead by example.

The Route:My wife Cheryl drove us To Colfax WA the night before the start where we stayed in a motel. Our plan was to make the 30 mile drive to the start at 5:30 the next morning. She would meet us at Cape Flattery 8 days later.

Day One 8/16/13 Idaho Border to Western End of Rock Lake - 54 miles

Day Two Rock Lake to Lind – 51 miles

Day Three Lind to Columbia River – 73 miles
Day Four Columbia River to Roslyn – 67 miles

Day Five Roslyn to North Bend – 53 miles

Day Six North Bend to Suquamish – 75 miles

Day Seven Suquamish to Port Angeles – 53 miles

Day Eight Port Angeles to Cape Flattery – 79 miles

The Odds:

In my mind the odds were not very good.

The GoodMathew is young and doesn’t fully understand what lay ahead.

Mathew will recover well each night with sleep

I am old and suffer well

It is a flat railroad grade

We had a lot of help available to us

We could stop in towns and eat/restock
The wind was cooling

The BadI haven’t been training very much neither has Mathew
Every day I will get worse as I will not recover or sleep as well as Mathew
We were riding on every horrible surface imaginable
The wind was always against us
It was Hot, very HOT
Bikes were not in top condition
Rattlesnakes (we planned on traveling in the morning and evening when they are out the most)

In my mind it was a 50/50 proposition. Anything could and probably would go wrong. From the heat, hydration, nutrition, mechanical problems, snakebites. I knew how to manage myself and by default Mathew. It would mean we would go slow and perhaps not make his goals but not blow up either. My goal was always to be able to get up and ride again the next morning. Unknown to Mathew, I believed the crucible would be the fourth day riding up through the Yakima Firing Range. In my mind if we got through this section, we would get it done.

Looking back through my prior blog entries I realized that I have writtten some stuff that I probably shouldn't have. I could go through and edit a bunch of stuff out but it is done and deleting words will not undo what was written.

If I have insulted, offended, or made anybody mad, I appologize. The last entries in 2010 before this entry were written in a bit of a funk and I will attempt to be more mindful of what I write and keep the blog more light and possibly entertaining.

I just can not believe that everytime I fix something, five more things break. I was done with Cheryl's honda and was almost done with her sequoia. All I had to do was the back brakes and changing out the gear lube in the two differentials and the transfer case. Easy peasy maybe a few hours.

Laura went out to start the thing on mothers day and it was spewing smoke. I know engines and it is blown. Plugs fouled valve clatter. Bad news. This is the same car that gave me so many problems before. i have had toyotas all my life but this one is a piece of shit. I think that I will never buy a toyota again. They just lost focus. Before you were guaranteed quality. Now there is some certain percent that you will get a POS. My general feeling is that toyotas before 00 are good but after that maybe 5% chance of crap. Maybe the market is 5-2%. In my head Malcom is telling me that is too wide and to may a real market. so it is probably realy 1.5%-0.5%. Still a high percent but I stand by it.

I didn't realize that the car was f-ed until I had the whole front end torn off the 4runner. 250k miles means that it was time for a total brake rebuild and new front bearings. So I worked until about 10pm tonight to get it back together. Seems we can't live with only 2 cars. I still have a long list for the 4runner and the other honda needs a tune up.

As for the sequoia, I am taking it to the korean. He is the man. Minimum $2k if it is just the value seals but more like $5k for a rebuilt engine. I may need to get a job to pay for all this.

Meanwhile the deck is calling and I am not making alot of progress. Trioba is ramping up and requires my attention every day.

I am beat. I just completed an expedition legth floor tiling session.

Wednesday night:

Floor tiling gal named Leslie came by and gave me some advise on laying tile and the specific layout for my kitchen. I have been struggling for a week to sort out the pattern and had come up with some complex layout that was just way to busy and would have been unbelievably difficult and who knows how it would have turned out.

She cut straight to the chase. Wlaked right in laid out some tile and said I think this would look and work the best and would be easy to pull off. Completely not complicated but nice pattern.

The money advice; pull out the dishwasher and tile under so that I would tile it in permanently.

Thursday morning:

Drop off Cheryl, Sarah, Mathew, and Kevin at the airport. They are going to the national orienteering interscholastic championships. On the way home stop by pops for a large drill to mix the thinset and then home depot for 10 1/4 inch cement backer board. Home by 9AM and pulling out the dishwasher.

Itquickly became clear that the contractor that built the island with the dishwasher, built it too low. Even though I told them that I would be laying a new floor, they didn't build in enough clearance to add an inch of flooring. I spent a few couple of hours looking at it and trying to make it work. I called the contractor and had my neighbor come over for a look as well. There were two options, rip out another layer of flooring or rip off the new countertop and redo it.

I paid the contract over 15k to build the island and now I have to rip it apart? You ahve got to be kidding. My neighbor pointed out that I should just get the floor done and rip out the counter top later. He was correct. If something goes wrong with it I can remotely shut off the water and not use it. And since the family iss gone this weekend, it is best to make progress and get the floor done.

Last week I was pissed that the contactor overordered the countertop tile by about 80sf. I pulled my ad off craigslist as I will be using it now.

I spent the rest of the day putting done the cement backer board. That stuff is nasty. I must have put down 500 screws. I also got some practice mixing and spreading thinset.

Friday

Tile time. worked about 10 hour and got just over half the tile laid. Mknees are sore and my back is sore. i took some vitamin I and ordered a pizza

3 layers of floor have been ripped up. 180sqf of slate have been washed and sealed. The backer board is sitting alonside the dlate on the back porch. My neighbor came by and suggested that I lay out out some of the tile in our proposed pattern to identify any problems.

That was a real good call. We have five entryways into this room that is L shaped and we planned on doing a diagonal pattern. I looked at it for hours last night and no matter how I spaced them, I just couldn't get it to work. We are going to call in help and get a consult from a pro. I can lay the stuff, I just need to get the pattern dialed.

These two are the finished job.



Below, the wife got home and decided to help out. I was working on my 5th beer and was just supervising at this point. notice the racing stripes. This was the first linoeum layer over the original harwood floor. circa 1920-30?

Laura pulling nails. I have never seen so many nails

I kinda liked this pattern and it matched the paint but Cheryl wouldn't let me keep it. This was the second layer circa 1950

Existing layer circa 1980s?

I thought maybe probation was in sight. Mention was made of possibly reordering priorities. something about fairness in required duties. it was a passing thought. Got a full 12 hours in today. Started with painting the final coat of the kitchen ceiling. Painted trim. Sprayed moss, schrubbed down the kitchen, painted cubboards, went to costco and now I'm done. Three or four sheets to the wind. I work all day radio as a my friend. the list is getting longer and not smaller. Yesterday the 100 year old pipes backed up. I got to spend the afternoon in the nasty crawl space with disgusting pipes. the water looked great for a paddle today.

Tomorrow is another full day. 900lbs of slate arrived today. The kitchen floor is calling and I'm going for another beer.

Sometimes the wife is right. The deck has needed to be rebuilt for the past 10 years and we have only lived her for 9 of them. A few before pictures. Some don't look so bad, so show the real problems.









You may be asking yerselves: Why start the deck when the kitchen isn't finished? Well there are days that I can't work in the kitchen. Right now the mud needs a few days to dry so it is on hold and I don't want to open another can of worms inside the house. One room at a time.


















































This is a disaster. The whole superstructure is like this. I only hope that it didn't get into the house.

I have been sanding and applying a second coat of drywall mud in the kitchen. It took me most of the the day including clean up. I am working on the my third Guiness so blogging is probably not the best idea. I am tired of this. I hate drywall. I hate sanding. I would most prefer to be spending the day with my boys, paddling, running or riding. David just watches videos while i work. We should be out at the park or the pool or exploring the world.

My options are very limited. I am expected to do all the housework since I am home. I am expected to do all the guy house requirements. I am expected to work full time remodeling the house. There is no consideration given that we now have 5 kids and not 3. That those kids are older and create continuous wear and tear that requires repair. We now have 4 cars instead of 1. And the house is 100 years old and requires continuouse maintainence. The fact is that my old salery provided ample $$$ to hire any repairs that were needed but now since we have only one smaller salary my time is taken up in always fixing broken things.

I have no time. How can I ever expect to have free time to run, paddle or ride.

I think I will get a job. I makes perfect sense and no sense at all. David will at least get day care and exposure to other kids and activities. But any job I get, will not provide much funds beyond daycare. But maybe I can save a bit to hire out the repairs. Maybe the housework will be split. Maybe I could run on my lunch hour. Maybe I will have another beer.

Working on the kitchen Thought I could just patch this wall but it turns out that I needed to clean it down to the wood wall. Notice the wood planks that the walls were build with. then then just wallpapered over them. Four or five layers of wall paper and paint. And that was before they hung drywall on top of that probably in the seventies or early eighties.














Took half a day to clean it down. Didn't get a before pic just a work in progress pics.















Mathew and I hung the new drywall. This place is a freekin funhouse without a square angle or wall in the place and nothing is level. rombus or paralellagram if you are lucky but most often just a quadralateral. I'm making Mathew and Sarah practice their geometry.

One more wall and I can start the nasty job of sanding. Only bits and pieces at a time as we need to use the kitchen every night.

The pruning is now officially finished. Spring is arriving early this year. It has been very warm and buds are breaking. It was getting a bit too late to finish but I did anyway. Trimmed the lavendard like a hedge because it will produce more flowers this year and finished the last apple tree. I got some grass seed to overseed from costco and some wet and forget which is supposed to clean up moss from my concrete and roof. I will give it a try soon.

I aslo go started mudding the kitchen. i am going to take it a wall at a time. Every wall requires detailed fixing from years of abuse. I will be inside working on the walls around the downstairs fixing and painting whenever it is raining outside.

When it is nice....Time to rip out the deck.

Lord Cromwell

Today was a good day on the Desert Island. That's wacky family Rogers for all you who aren't in the know. After a number of days of dry sunny weather, we were able to burn all the branches from this winter's trimming. It took most of the day and the neighbor from across Hales Passage didn't call the fire departnent on my this time.

Good times and after a hard days work weenies and brews for all...except for the young ones, they only got brews.

We roasted the weenies on the embers from the day's work on green apple water sprouts, nice and straight. and only all beef hot dogs for me. Non of those spamlike mixed meat nastydogs.

Beautiful weather today. Spent all day putting the clubhouse together. The thing is a monster. We finished most of it. Still a little staining to finish and I ran out of roofing materials so I still have half the roof to finish. Also, I have an old outdoor blind that I will use for a door and some window shades.

The big toy was given to us when our church was getting rid of it. The windows are from a blown out section of our greenhouse.

The kids helped get the walls up on the platform and get the roof erected. This picture shows the walls together and the end rafters in place.

Now we have the roof on and the tar paper laid

Windows in and Sarah is sizing it up.













David has woken up from his nap and checking out the new fun house.




View from the street. It is just a matter of time before the county govnmt comes by to tell me I can't do what I just done. Or some nose in yer business neighbor will call thw authorities.













Still need to stain the upper triangles and exposed rafters but it is pretty sharp. the neighbors will have all weekend to get a good look at her. All the tree ends where there are stubs are where he cut my tree back. Well now he can look at the fun house instead of my tree.

The four walls of Kevin's Krazy Klubhouse are finished. Mathew is applying the stain. I had Mathew do a little figuring for practise to sort out where to cut the notches for the roof beams. We are doing a simple 90 degree roof. Makes the figuring much easier. Mathew has been throwing the hammer a bit and hit his thumb once or twice.

We need to cut the rafters and the plywood for the roof. Pretty easy work. We want everything ready to go before we assemble it on the big toy. The neighbor should be thoroughly pissed. This is payback for him putting his heat pump outside my kitchen window. This thing is going to be massive. I have some old glass out of the greenhouse that we will use for windows. The wife asked if I am going to bolt it down so it doesn't blow away. She really has no idea what is going on here. The thing will probably weigh 500lbs. I am a bit worried that the big toy platform might collapse under the weight.

We will get the final supplies after Ash Wednesday services tomorrow and should
have it assembled tomorrow. Lent begins tomorrow

New coop is done

Progress

Continues. The circular saw arrived and I have been putting it to good work.

Kitchen:
The countertops are done and sheetrock has been hung on the ceiling. It is the top priority inside project. Time to mud, sand, repeat. Then I paint the kitchen, living and dining rooms and finish with a bunch of molding. I think I will hire out the floor refinishing.

Outside I have almost got the new chicken coop finished. The big toy is finished and ready for the clubhouse to be built.

I have finished most of the trimming. I have planted a himalayan birch as a screen between me and my neighbor. I caught him trimming my tree and he asked if I wanted it cut down. My answer is to plant another tree right next to it. Another neighbor is considering my request to plant an orchard in their field so that we will have lots of apples for cider in the fall. Lots of weeding left to do.

I have made tons of house repair money selling my old stuff on craigslist. If I haven't used it in a couple of years, i am selling it. I also sold 5 of the necky's on CL.

Pictures coming when I get the camera fixed. Don't forget valentines day.

More Marriage Advice

Love is patient,
love is kind.
It is not ,jealous is not pompous,
it is not inflated,
it is not rude,
it does not seek its own interests,
it is not quick tempered,
it does not brood over injury,
it does not rejoice over wrongdoing but rejoices with the truth.

It bears all things,
believes all things,
hopes all things,
endures all things.

Love never fails.

Tough words to live by. Marriage isn't always easy. It wasn't meant to be.

All of my life I have worked in teams with other working towards one goal or another. team of meat cutters on a line, team of auditors auditing a company, team of traders on a desk, adventure racing team.

Now I spend most of my days by alone working on projects around the house. I have david all day and the other kids in the early morning and late afternoon. Life is alot different. I spend alot of time looking at the water or the mountains.

Enoy it while you have it. Now back to sanding drywall

I took my wife to Lake Quinault lodge for her birthday. It was a surprise as she likes the beach. It was a great place. With a nice great room and fire to read or play games near. It was definitely worth it and I would recommend it to anybody. It was kinda surreal. We were hanging out playing cards watching the other couples in the room. Must of been about 10-12 other couples all doing the same thing, about the same age, etc. As I sat there I thought how odd it would be if there were two guys there as a couple. It would just seem out of place.

As I sat there eating breakfast looking out over the lake I remembered how I once heard that 99% of all people who visit national parks never get a mile from the road. I used to take pleasure in watching those people and knowing that I was going out to cross this or circumnavigate that and get out in the wild country. Now I am one of those 97% looking out wondering what is out there or what it is like or could I doo that.