The bar for married life is set very high after this past year.
Thanks for the flowers Jack!
Earlier this summer, Jack’s step Grandma passed away. She was a wonderful woman who who leaves behind many devoted children and grandchildren. She lived her whole life in Washington, had long happy marriage and a full life.
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This week we went to an alumni event on a boat in Elliot Bay. We talked to some nice people, almost all of whom had lived in Pittsburgh (it was an alumni event) and Boston (it was for computer science and there’s a lot of tech in Boston). The food was also good, but the showstoppers were the sunset and sight of the familiar Port of Seattle cranes up close.
I’m sure I wasn’t the only kid to imagine them as dinosaurs. ![]()
We had a wonderful little vacation this past weekend. We sandwiched a great backpacking trip between some quality time with our families.
Friday night we managed to get out the door after work. Then we spent the night on my parent’s boat in Gig Harbor, visited with them and some friends and did a little kayaking. Saturday we drove around the peninsula and camped by the ocean at Kalaloch. On Sunday, Monday and Tuesday we backpacked in the Hoh River Valley of Olympic National Park. Tuesday night we relaxed with Jack’s grandparents in Shelton and enjoyed their hot tub. Wednesday we dried out our hiking gear in Burien and made our way to a wonderful 4th of July party on Angle Lake.
These are some pictures from Gig Harbor.
Poor Jack’s borrowed paddle broke so we towed each other around.
Anyone who’s been to Seattle can tell you that we have some serious hills here. On a recent Sunday, my friend Myra and I managed to avoid them all on a nice walk through town. Actually, level ground wasn’t the goal, but that’s how it turned out.
We met at Gasworks park at the north end of Lake Union.
It’s a great spot which was featured in one of my favorite Seattle movies, “10 Things I Hate About You,” as well as my wonderful surprise sixteenth birthday (thanks M+D!).
It offers a great view of the city, the lake and some of the famous Seattle house boats.
Leaving Gasworks, we walked along the west side of the lake. At the south end, we passed the Center For Wooden boats, where my sister was married five years ago and one of my best friends was married three months ago. Here’s a shot of Gasworks from the south.
Next we cut through the market, wound our way down the back stairs and walked along the waterfront to Pioneer Square. We stopped by the unexpected and delightful UPS Waterfall Garden at 2nd and Main.
Finally, we wrapped it up at one of my new favorite restaurants, Cafe Paloma, with Jack.
Last weekend Jack’s brother graduated from high school. Hooray!
In honor of his graduation, as well as Jack’s grandparents’ 55th anniversary, we had a great family party on the Peninsula. Jack and I have found a new passion for pickle ball. We didn’t win the tournament, but we will next time. Oh, and in our Felix Hernandez (Mariner’s) shirts, we were the only ones in uniforms so we handled that.
Also we got to eat Jack’s grandma’s famous homemade blackberry ice cream. Jack guarded his jealously.
Now that we live in Seattle again, we see a lot more of our family. We both work less than two miles from our dads. Jack has lunch with his dad a few times a week and on Thursday I got to go (sailboat) racing with mine, in Des Moines. It’s all terribly cute!
Racing was great, with a healthy amount of wind. I was too busy to take more than two pictures, and we beat the three other boats in our class on Hobbes, my parents’ boat.
Over Memorial Day weekend Jack and I camped at Jack's family's property near Cle Elum, which is east of Snoqualmie Pass, in the foothills of the Cascades.
The property has been in the family since two of Jack’s stepdad’s great-uncles claimed it for gold mining around 1920. Nearby are several small mines which are still active and other land selectively logged by the Forest Service.
The logged sections were in much better condition, with less erosion and more undergrowth, than what we saw in France (below).
This was my first trip to the property as well as my first time camping on private land. It seems like you can hike where you want as long as you’re respectful and you avoid strongly-worded private property signs.
We enjoyed hiking, lazing about, having plentiful firewood and spending time with our borrowed dog. It was a little chilly but that was good for walking and the bugs weren’t out in force yet.
It’s exciting that we can drive there from downtown in less than two hours. This proximity to wilderness is one of things that makes Seattle so special.
We’ll be back!
Cari and I finally finished transcribing our trip log this morning- a fairly concise record of what we did each day of the trip. We used the word-cloud generator wordle to generate the word-frequency diagram above. The trip involved quite a bit of walking, did you hear?
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Last night Jack and I saw a play called Clybourne Park at the Seattle Rep. We were aiming for last-minute half-price tickets, but lucked out and found ourselves at pay-what-you-will night. The play is a satire about Chicago real estate demographic changes. The first act is set in 1959 during “white flight” and the second is set in 2009 where a white couple is moving back into the house that is central to the first act. It was thought provoking and funny at times.
It also was timely for us. We’d like to build a house (“architected” like that of the couple in the play) someday in an urban part of Seattle. In order for that to be financially possible, it will probably be in a less glossy neighborhood. In other words, we’re exactly the kind of people who might be part of a wave of gentrification.
The neighborhood where we live and I work is called Pioneer Square. It used to be really seedy and now it’s got a burgeoning tech industry and it’s generally on the up and up. I really like it, and I have this desire to get in on the ground floor before it gets too nice to be affordable.
The point is, Jack and I don’t mind a neighborhood with tattered edges. We haven’t had reasons to think about school systems and we rarely find ourselves in places that make us feel unsafe or uncomfortable.
But then take this past weekend. While having lunch on Sunday in the International District with family, we learned that we were practically sitting on top of the site of the Wah Mee massacre, one of the worst killing sprees in state history, where 13 people were killed in a Chinese gambling club. Chilling, right. Although I wouldn’t learn it for several days, that same morning (at 2 a.m.) a 21 year-old woman was shot when someone “indiscriminately opened fire in Pioneer Square.” If we had been awake, we would have heard the shots.
No, we don’t plan to head back to the suburbs, but this has been a lot of food for thought regarding neighborhoods.
On Easter weekend, we went out to the Olympic peninsula to Jack’s grandparents’. They have beautiful rhododendrons (which are the WA state flower) and, of course, evergreen trees.
This is a view of the southern part of Elliot Bay, including our new neighborhood, Pioneer Square.
From work I have an excellent vantage point for watching the construction of the new Alaskan Way tunnel (and demolition of the infamous viaduct).
I thought it would be fun to post periodic pictures of the site.
If you’re interested, this is the DOT site about the project.