We did a thing!

Mom was traveling for work, and I was invited as an acquaintance. During the 3(ish) hour drive, we listened to a few podcasts and we chatted. Did you know outhouses where invented due to hookworm? 

 At first, when we got there she had to work, so she dropped me off at a park. I read a book and sketched. When she returned, that's when the real fun started. Now, I may be out of order here, but that's fine. We travelled to the Yakima museum.

Can we appreciate that blue dress in the background for a moment?

It's a pretty dress. : )  <3

Anyway, at the museum there was a climbing exhibit. . .

We owned nearly all of the antique gear on display. : )

Anyway, here are some pictures!

Ok, with that last one, if you remove the text, it looks realistic. Disturbing? Yes.

Prop's to the artist though.

Speaking of podcasts... If you know. You know.

The museum also had a live turtle that played tag with you!

We also went on a six mile bike ride in the hot sun going really fast with no water and hardly any breaks! Guess who enjoyed this the most?

Ouch.

For dinner we got really good taco's. Now, when we go to restaurants I usually go for the spiciest hot sauce, because they are usually tolerable, and of less than decent quality. I went for the spiciest hot sauce, as per usual. They had the real hot sauce, so, fair warning to check before eating a rather large bite. We ate while we watched Inception. Pretty good movie.

NEXT DAY!

The two of us awoke early and went to the climbing gym.

I was finally able to take a belay test and become lead certified-which I felt highly judged throughout-But, the rest of the day was great! According to mom, many approached her to compliment our skill as a team. YAY! Also, I was able to breeze through a slightly hung over 5.10a? b? c? I don't really know the letter, but it was cool. After the climbing gym, I was so kindly "diched" at the hotel as mom completed another job. I read my book while chilling in the hot tub for an hour or so, than watched TV until mom returned. Than we both decided to go back to the climbing gym.

Mom led a 5.10b!!!

We also attended an aviation museum.

We saw some planes!

Later that day mom left me at a park again.

No, she did not forget me, Or try to never see me again...probably. She went to a job. Or, at least that's what she told me. I read my book. After that we went home. we stopped by vantage on the way and climbed for an hour or two.

That was pretty neat. I found this picture on the internet.

We had a great time together!

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This is Logan (If you couldn't tell, that last bit was written by Jackson). On Sunday after church, a few of us went on a treasure hunt. If you look at the USGS map of our area, which was made in the mid 90s, there are two areas that list "caves." It is in a forgotten area where, as we were soon to find out, there are no trails or signs of recent human activity. We knew of at least one group who went and located some of them back in 2018. The other ones remain so obscure that we can find no record, on the internet or through our own social networks, of the other ones. But we had an afternoon with no plans, so we put some water and ropes in the car and headed onto the forest service roads.

I think this is a picture of the forest service road. I am not joking. We drove through trees so thick that we only assumed there was a road under us. At one point, Addy pointed our a large drop-off that was barely visible through the undergrowth. My car did well, but we were eventually forced to stop and continue on by foot.

We did a lot of checking on our progress by using the photo of the USGS map and comparing it with our location on Google. 

This is the "trail." It's not a trail. We spent the whole afternoon bushwhacking our way around the mountain. We never did locate the caves, but we had fun out there and are better prepared for next time. The hunt continues!

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Just a few more photos of a pretty chill week:

Beach day with Marissa and her family

Rachel leading

Early this morning, Rachel and Marissa went climbing together with a few kids. It has been fun having them life so close.

Have a good week!

This is one of those weeks with so much crammed into it that writing becomes difficult. To compound the issue, it's not just a quick "here's what happened" sort of post- it's one where I actually have thoughts about things that I want to get down. So with that...let's get down to business.

*****

I had a birthday! I know it comes around every year, and for me it's always been pretty...whatever. Like, last week the kids and I were reading over one of my old trip journals and I came across this gem:

So, yeah. It is usually acknowledged, and sometimes there is a small little celebration, but my memory of birthdays is that it mostly tends to get lost in the mix of activities. That's just been normal, and I've always seen it as kind of a good thing because it means that we've had a lot of really good summer vacations. But because of that, it made this year kind of special. Because while I was at work, Rachel detailed my car (something I've been putting off for too long), and then her and the kids organized a big surprise party for me at home with lots of presents and everything. Later in the week, we had a family reunion and people sang that stupid old happy birthday song so loud that you probably could have taken every rendition of years past, put them together, and still fallen short if competing for volume. It was a bit overwhelming. We even had two cakes. It was pretty neat.

I'm 43 years old, by the way. And I'm supposed to say something like "I don't feel that old," but the truth is that, when I think about it, I do. I feel like I am old enough to have experienced, on a deep level, things like joy, or disappointment, or pride, or self-doubt, or fulfillment, or longing, or love, or loss. I feel like my experiences matter, and that they add context and meaning to my every-day activities. I am at an age where I have more memories with Rachel than I do without, and I have watched my children grow up into responsible young adults. Physically, I have taken care of my body and I feel proud of that, but it also carries with it the echoes of broken bones, dislocated limbs, and scarred tissues. Each of these events was a lesson, and as a result I have learned when to let loose and when to hold back. I've learned to trust both my physical reflexes and my mental judgement, honed over a lifetime of living, and know better now than ever when to use each of these tools. It has been 43 wonderful, rich, experience-filled years and I want to acknowledge each and every one of them. Because those years are me, and right now, at this particular time, I like me quite a bit.

Among other things, I got this electric skateboard that might be my new favorite thing. It goes off-road, travels at like 30mph, has a super fun surfy feel to it, and has a range of around 25 miles before needing a recharge. I've already put almost 40 miles on it, and I think that is just the beginning. It's especially nice to have when traveling because I tend to wake up earlier than most, and it is a neat way to cover ground and explore new areas. Also, it's so easy to pack in the car that it really doesn't take any extra thought to just throw it in, just in case. So fun!

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I mentioned the family reunion in the last section. We did this down in Burley, Idaho and almost everyone in the family was there. There was a lot of hanging out and a few scheduled activities. My sister, Allison, did a great job hosting and we were glad to have a chance to catch up. It's strange sometimes to get together and watch the kids play and realize that it wasn't so long ago the we were the kids. I remember staging wrestling matches upstairs in my grandma's house, or building forts next to the river, or getting my first tastes of adolescent independence on a beach as I hung out with my cousins. Watching the next generation puts me in a reflective mood as I think over this shared history, and I wonder what things my kids will remember and what stories they will tell. It was good to be together again.

Cousin time. Southern Idaho is pretty flat with a lot of agriculture, which comes with a lot of natural beauty. In all the best ways, I felt like I was living in a country song for a little while.

I'm re-using the picture from when we went here five years ago since I don't have any good ones from this time around- We spent nearly the entire day at Steadman's Ranch where they have waterslides, volleyball, and a park.

All of our kids said this was their favorite activity, and this photo of Rachel is too good not to share. Man, she is intense! So, a company came out and set up a laser tag course in Allison's yard, and we played seemingly endless rounds. It got chaotic at times, but was a lot of fun.

A good afternoon was spent on a nearby trail. We all took it at our own pace, and met at the end for lunch. I think that for a lot of people, the best part was cramming into the back of the truck for the ride back up. Or the wild cows. That was a highlight for sure.

*****

After the reunion we still had a couple of days left in the weekend for some family things. Sunday was a particularly good day, and will probably go down as one of the highlights of the year for us.

We started out at Allison's house, having an easy morning and playing with cousins. We left late-morning and drove straight to City of Rocks. Immediately, this place became a favorite for everyone, and I'm fairly certain that we'll make future trips here in the nearish future. We've all been before, but it's been a few years and I think the kids were too young to appreciate what Nature had on offer. This time though, they couldn't stop exploring all the weird rock features and trails. For those who haven't heard of it, it looks kind of like it sounds- like a city...made out of rocks...with a master architect as the designer. We did some hikes and a lot of exploration, but no climbing on this trip. It was really good.

From there, we drove a short distance to the Snake River where we ate a picnic lunch while looking at Shoshone Falls. They call it "The Niagara of the West," and it is actually pretty cool when flows are high. As expected, that was not the case in August, but it was still really pretty, and the gorge itself is spectacular with or without the falls to add to it. It was a nice layover on an already pretty-easy drive.

After lunch, we made the rest of the trip to Boise in short time and checked into our hotel. THE hotel. I wrote about this a while back, but Addy had left a beloved stuffed animal there during a ski trip last year, and it finally got to the point where we were sure it was gone forever. Addy was diligent though. She kept making phone calls, wanting to know if it was thrown away or donated. If it was donated, where did it go? If it was thrown away, who was the person who worked that night? Maybe they took it home instead? Can she somehow track it down? She was super persistent, to the point of being a little unreasonable, and a part of me wanted her to just stop because with every dead end there was just more pain and tears. But this time it finally paid off, and she was finally reunited with Puff the Owl. What a saga!

I think she is holding back happy tears in this picture.

Dinner that night was at Barbacoa, a place we'd discovered by accident a few years ago when Rach and I snuck out of the hotel for a quick date night after kids were sleeping. Ever since then, we’d been waiting for the right moment to bring the kids, and now that they were older, they could truly appreciate why it’s more than just a meal. Really, it's an experience built on multiple courses, a dramatic setting, and beautiful presentations. We had everyone shower and change before we went, and after years of taking them to theaters and restaurants, I've come to enjoy the compliments we get on their mature behavior—which, frankly, isn't something people tend to expect from a family of seven at a place like this. It was the perfect end to a really good day.

They brought me a lantern dessert for my birthday. It's a little flourless chocolate cake, with candles, inside of a sculpted cotton-candy shell. That's pretty neat!

We ordered plenty of appetizers and desserts for the table, making it impossible to pick just one. Jackson handled the problem by double-fisting it with a dish in each hand. 

Also, I need to make an interjection here about our family- I really like where we are at right now. We have normal family quarrels and stuff, but we do a lot together and it always feels like a pretty tight group of friends. There is love in those quarrels. And in the drives, and the adventures, and all of the little moments in between. As kids grow up, they will go on to live their own lives. There are other people- partners, children, friends, who will eventually take the place of this- our- little group. They will have a new family, and we, who at this time are so tight, will become the friends and acquaintances on the side. This is good and normal, and is just especially on my mind since we are just coming off of a family reunion and I have seen similar shifts happen with my own parents and siblings. What I hope is that we are never strangers though. That we can always pick up where we left off...which means that we are doing things enough that there is a "left off" to "pick up" from. I hope that we continue to have adventures and experiences together, and just add new people into the group along the way. I feel like we are setting a strong foundation for that. But things happen though, and people change, and circumstances sometimes force even the best-laid plans down unintended pathways. So a part of me, as we were all sitting around the table at dinner the other night, just wanted to freeze time right then and bottle it up so I could hold it and cherish it in the years to follow. The future will be whatever it is- and from all accounts, that is looking pretty bright. But for now, I'm just really grateful for this moment, right here, right now.

*****

The next day I woke up and did a twelve mile ride around Boise on my new skateboard. Boise is a really neat town and I could easily see myself spending more time down here over the years- especially if kids end up in the area. Which leads to the next activity: School tour. After breakfast, Ev, Addy, Jack, and I went to Boise State for a two hour tour of the campus. Addy and a friend have already talked about moving down together after graduation, and Evelyn is right in the middle of deciding her next steps as she enters her senior year of high school. Ev, right now at least, is leaning toward U of I but I think that this tour might have given her things to think about. There seems to be very little interest in other schools besides these two from our older kids, at least for undergraduate studies, and I could easily support decisions for either of these places.

During the tour, Rach went to a nearby park with Lindsey and Maren. After we were all done, we got a picnic lunch and went down to the whitewater park. This place is really cool! There are several ponds for just hanging out, swimming, and doing beach things. There is also a large and pretty cool park nearby for smaller kids. The real feature though, is on the river where there is a series of man-made obstacles/rapids for people to play in. I could spend all day at a place like this- and apparently that is what people do. We especially liked watching surfers on one of the waves. This park, in my mind, elevates Boise even higher on the scale of "cool cities" than it already was. Seriously.

*****

An uneventful drive got us home at a reasonable hour on Monday evening, and we had plenty of time to tidy up the house and car before bed. The older kids all went to the high school this morning (Tuesday) to register for classes that start in two weeks. Lindsey's birthday party is finally coming together after almost two months of trying to coordinate plans. Rach and I are back at work. Life is back to normal- at least as normal as we ever are. Also, as a bonus, Rachel's garden seemed to thrive in our absence!

Have a good week!

That is a $200 strawberry with, hopefully,  many more to come.

Often called the "American Alps," the North Cascades are perhaps the most serious and renowned of all mountain ranges in the lower 48 when it comes to mountaineering. These are technical, complex peaks, that require a huge bag of tools for the majority of ascents. And for those who aren't venturing into these regions to climb, as long as they are willing to put the work in, the views themselves are unmatched by anything in the world. I really do not think that is an exaggeration. Man, I love these mountains.

Over the years I have done a number of more adventurous trips in the area, but this weekend was my chance to share it with the family. We were pretty chill about things for the most part. We did a lot of hiking and climbing (cragging), and just marveling at the beauty of this corner of the world. We had a dinner at a restaurant that has always been my after-trip splurge, and we enjoyed the comfort of the trailer at night. On one day, the older kids and I did Trapper Peak, which is a thirteen mile, third class scramble to the top of one of range's minor peaks, but affords an amazing overview of the jagged skyline.

Also, I'm not going to sugar-coat it: there were some really annoying parts of the trip with the kids. A little bit of bickering is pretty normal- especially in a car that feels small when we all get in. We don't like that, but we accept it. This trip was ridiculous though. When we were actually doing things, all was well. But the minute we stopped, it was like certain kids would just hone in on the most petty things imaginable and run with it. Like, a third party observer might think that fighting and complaining was almost a planned activity, for the amount that went on. Ugh. Moments like this take away from the vibe of what could otherwise be a really great trip, and that's frustrating.

The moments that were good were really good though. Kind of like these mountains- huge dramatic highs and lows. Fitting, I guess, for a fun trip. Here are some photos:

There's the Liberty Bell group in the background as we went over Washington Pass. These are always so striking to me.

This one and the next one: Downhill trail running holds its own special place in my heart.

On top of Trapper. Check out that skyline! The photo doesn't even do it justice (it never does). All of these mountain looked like you could just reach out and touch them from our little perch in the sky. It was breathtaking.

The views on the way up weren't bad either

While me and the older kids did Trapper, these three picked Huckleberries...and blew bubbles? And Maren didn't find any? It's not until this moment as I am writing this that I realize that I really don't know what this photo is all about.

The Old Schoolhouse Brewery has good food and a great ambiance. 

Games in the trailer

Ev, Addy, and Jack crushed some personal goals and climbed some of their hardest routes to date. It was fun to see everyone enjoying this classic Mazama crag.

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Besides the Cascades, we did a few other things this week:

Rachel had a light day at work, so her and Addy had a day to themselves- climbing at the gym, eating out, and an art museum.

Backyard BBQ- most of the kids invited friends over for this. It's a small thing, but fun

Jackson and his friends are such teenagers. They spent most of the evening running around with airsoft guns and walki-talkies.

Have a good week!