Also featured in today’s Bridgeliner. Leah and I had a great weekend getaway for my birthday: hiking Neahkahnie, checking out Oregon Coast Rail Riders up the Nehalem river, hiking Bayocean Spit, and grilling steak while drinking an entire bottle of rosé. Can’t wait for the next one!
Not quite, but almost. On Saturday, I ran the Spray Half to the tune of 1:48:22. It was a great event and I was really happy with my performance. Notably, I hit faster and faster splits in the last five miles: 8:19 (mile 9), 8:02 (mile 10), 7:44 (mile 11), 7:51 (mile 12), and 7:23 […]
Most of the Columbia Gorge trails are still closed, but the Mosier Tunnel trail made for a beautiful walk Sunday afternoon. 9.47 miles in just under 3 hours. Post-hike dinner was Sushi Ichiban with Leah and Andrew.
Yesterday: First day of skiing for the year! Did a full day at Timberline with Ned, Leah’s dad. He’s a ski patroller, and it was a fun day tagging along to see what that’s like. 21k feet of vertical over 17 runs. Today: Hiked Dog Mountain with Spittle. Gorge-ous day in the Gorge, but bitterly […]
Great day for a frigid fall hike. Fun reunion with the Kip dude.
At the first fundraiser auction I ever go to, one for FACES Foundation last October, I end up with a week’s vacation at condo in Maui. I remember the setup clearly: a strong Pisco Sour to kick off the evening, red wine flowing throughout dinner, and the discomfort coming from being the youngest, and least […]
To truly know a place, you have to walk its hills. And New Zealandia has some pretty nice hills. Nah, that’s too profound. Really, after two weeks living in hotels, I was just jonesin’ to get outside. To commemorate a beautiful day yesterday, Dan, Nikki, and I trekked the hillside above Eastbourne, directly across the water […]
Spittle and I climbed Table Mountain today – this was our view from the top. Fun, challenging walk up Heartbreak Ridge had me essentially front-pointing the entire time. And my calves are a bit sore. The ridge we took down was so windy we had to squat a few times to keep from getting blown […]
One thing I learned: altitude sickness can be a tough mother. Our foray through Punta Union at 15,300 is the highest I’ve ever been. For a great narrative, read Leah’s two part series.
It’s easy to lose sight of the bigger picture in the smog of every day busyness. Constant emails and things to do can point you in a direction you simply assume is progress. Project shipped — on to the next one. Always working towards more, better, faster. Busy, busy Baxton. In some senses, I think […]