Well, my mom seems to have taken my last two blog posts to mean that I do nothing by drink beer and eat french fries. Clearly she doesn't know how much I would like to be eating fries... but my lack of a deep fryer means that I usually end up eating chips and salsa. And occasionally yogurt and grapes.
In reality, I do a lot of other stuff. Like go hiking. My friend Chris sent me out to a trail along the Middle Fork of the Snoqualmie, about 30 minutes outside of Seattle. Gorgeous hike, although it nearly killed my car (4 wheel drive does not equal ground clearance).
Anyhoo, here are the shots from the hike.
http://www.flickr.com/gp/72188899@N00/6v1NHw
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Showing posts with label hiking. Show all posts
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Hiking photos
More blog coming re: camping trip, but here are the photos:
http://www.flickr.com/gp/72188899@N00/s81Z64
http://www.flickr.com/gp/72188899@N00/s81Z64
Monday, August 13, 2007
Lost near Lost Creek
Some video of my hiking trip a couple weekends ago. Regular posts (including pics from the trip) should resume this weekend once work removes its boot from my rear.
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
Free fries
The weather the past week has been pretty fantastic, so I spent a lot of this past Saturday outside. In the evening I went to the Mariners-Yankees game (Yanks spanked the home team 7-2 in a fairly uninteresting game), but I spent most of the day on a hike of Mount Si. Or, at least while we were driving there I thought we were going to do Mount Si, which had me a little nervous. My friends Chris and Sarah do pretty much every extreme sport known to man and they rate Mount Si as "fairly strenuous", and while I'm getting in better shape, I'm not sure I'm up for fairly strenuous yet.
Luckily, neither were my hiking companions, who directed us to Little Si, which is a much easier hike and was quite pleasant given the weather. Here are some pictures from the top of Little Si:
The handsome devil with the sunglasses is, of course, me. You'll note that I'm pretty much completely draped in technical wear, but I still found reason to hit REI on Sunday. I mean, it was their anniversary sale. You'll also note that I'm looking a bit shaggy, but I managed to get a haircut after the hike.
Anyways, the title of this post is "Free Fries". Mount Si is in North Bend, which is notable for having something to do with Twin Peaks. (It's also not very far from Roslyn, WA, which is the fabled Cicely, Alaska from Northern Exposure [which, oddly, is on one of the HD channels out here]). North Bend has a restaurant that offers unlimited french fries if you eat their Mount Si Burger. Now you might expect this to be a difficult task, but it's simply two 1/3 pound patties with cheese. I was nearly convinced into eating it and thus earning the table unlimited fries. I figure there are better competitive eating deals than that, so in the end, there were no free fries.
Luckily, neither were my hiking companions, who directed us to Little Si, which is a much easier hike and was quite pleasant given the weather. Here are some pictures from the top of Little Si:
The handsome devil with the sunglasses is, of course, me. You'll note that I'm pretty much completely draped in technical wear, but I still found reason to hit REI on Sunday. I mean, it was their anniversary sale. You'll also note that I'm looking a bit shaggy, but I managed to get a haircut after the hike.
Anyways, the title of this post is "Free Fries". Mount Si is in North Bend, which is notable for having something to do with Twin Peaks. (It's also not very far from Roslyn, WA, which is the fabled Cicely, Alaska from Northern Exposure [which, oddly, is on one of the HD channels out here]). North Bend has a restaurant that offers unlimited french fries if you eat their Mount Si Burger. Now you might expect this to be a difficult task, but it's simply two 1/3 pound patties with cheese. I was nearly convinced into eating it and thus earning the table unlimited fries. I figure there are better competitive eating deals than that, so in the end, there were no free fries.
Sunday, April 22, 2007
The elusive morel
So we went mushroom hunting on Saturday. Huan, Tyler H, Tyler's friend Cory, and I woke up quite early and we started driving west* in search of morels. Huan and Cory have both been morel hunting elsewhere and were excited at the prospects of finding tasty mushrooms that are $50+ per pound in grocery stores. Tyler and I were kind of excited about finding mushrooms, but also just happy to walk around in the woods on a nice day.
Huan did some research and we decided to look start our search in Cle Elum, WA, which is about 80 miles east of Seattle. What we didn't do a lot of research on is the climate of Cle Elum at this time of year. When we got there around 10:00 it was cold. As in just barely above freezing. We didn't even need our ground thermometer/meat thermometer to tell us that we wouldn't find any mushrooms there.
Anyways, we drove back through Snoqualmie Pass and found a forest service road that led us to some promising spots. The ground was damp, it wasn't cold... one would think perfect conditions for mushrooms. We spent about an hour looking around and found... nothing. While we were packing up an old Scandanavian dude stopped by and asked what we were doing. Huan explained that we were mushroom hunting (not those sorts of mushrooms), and he started laughing. A lot. He claims that while our instincts were good we wouldn't find morels in that area until July. Three months later. We were dismayed, but not cowed.
We continued west towards lower elevations. We stopped at a state park and looked around, again for naught. We decided to bag the mushroom hunt and take a hike, as we were close to some water falls. On our way back, less than 100 yards from the parking lot, we passed an Asian family carrying baskets. The two parents had a bunch of weird greens, but the daughter had something else. Something brown and wrinkly and beautiful.
She had morels.
When Cory pointed them out the mother clearly thought that her daughter was going to be attacked by a bunch of 30 year old dudes. Huan asked where she found them, and the mom said "Not here", which we translated as "Go to hell white devils, the mushrooms are ours!"
To seal the deal that we'd be frustrated about our trip Tyler H stepped in dog poo in the parking lot, and actually threw away his shoes rather than trying to clean it up. A disaster all around.
Here are pictures.
* When I saw "west" I really mean "east". To me the mountains are "west", but in fact, in Seattle, water is "west" and mountains are "east".
Huan did some research and we decided to look start our search in Cle Elum, WA, which is about 80 miles east of Seattle. What we didn't do a lot of research on is the climate of Cle Elum at this time of year. When we got there around 10:00 it was cold. As in just barely above freezing. We didn't even need our ground thermometer/meat thermometer to tell us that we wouldn't find any mushrooms there.
Anyways, we drove back through Snoqualmie Pass and found a forest service road that led us to some promising spots. The ground was damp, it wasn't cold... one would think perfect conditions for mushrooms. We spent about an hour looking around and found... nothing. While we were packing up an old Scandanavian dude stopped by and asked what we were doing. Huan explained that we were mushroom hunting (not those sorts of mushrooms), and he started laughing. A lot. He claims that while our instincts were good we wouldn't find morels in that area until July. Three months later. We were dismayed, but not cowed.
We continued west towards lower elevations. We stopped at a state park and looked around, again for naught. We decided to bag the mushroom hunt and take a hike, as we were close to some water falls. On our way back, less than 100 yards from the parking lot, we passed an Asian family carrying baskets. The two parents had a bunch of weird greens, but the daughter had something else. Something brown and wrinkly and beautiful.
She had morels.
When Cory pointed them out the mother clearly thought that her daughter was going to be attacked by a bunch of 30 year old dudes. Huan asked where she found them, and the mom said "Not here", which we translated as "Go to hell white devils, the mushrooms are ours!"
To seal the deal that we'd be frustrated about our trip Tyler H stepped in dog poo in the parking lot, and actually threw away his shoes rather than trying to clean it up. A disaster all around.
Here are pictures.
* When I saw "west" I really mean "east". To me the mountains are "west", but in fact, in Seattle, water is "west" and mountains are "east".
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