If you set your mind to it, you could walk from Astoria, Oregon south to the California border. That’s because in 1967, the far-sighted people of the Beaver State passed a bill ensuring that, “the public has free and uninterrupted use,” of all 362 miles of coastline. Continue reading
Riding my bike through the dark, quiet streets is one of the small pleasures of my winter commute. My headlight illuminates a narrow band, which occupies my conscious mind, and renders everything outside the light nonexistent. Because so few cars are on the road, I feel as if I am traveling in outer space. Continue reading
Occasionally people who I haven’t talked to for a while say, “Hey, I should check your blog to see what you’ve been up to.” The blog is more like the pinnacle of my consciousness – stuff on here is posted frequently, but with no relevance to current activities. And it certainly isn’t my facebook page (confession: I don’t have one). So what’s new?
- I’m planning summer cruises and bike tours. I want to meet my readers. Watch out Seattleites, Port Ludlow dwellers, Central Oregonians, and Canadians! Also this is shaping up to be year to sail from Astoria to Portland via the Columbia.
- I added a Places to Go page up top.
- After posting a sailing and Valentine’s piece at ThreeSheets NW, bears have been much discussed in our house lately.
I’m lucky to have a friend as considerate as John. Last year he announced that he was going to have a figurehead carved for my boat while he was on an extended trip in Africa. At the time I thought this was one of those nice things people say, but don’t follow through on. Continue reading
Zach grinds coffee beans.
My friends and I like to get outdoors no matter the weather. And do we need excuses to do so? You bet. Me, I like to sketch. Some of my buddies use the Sunrise Coffee Club as their ruse. Continue reading
The essential nature of sailing stories tend toward adventure rather than intellectual matters. That’s not to say they aren’t interesting or worth reading, but aside from the complicated jargon, one might not think a guide to set you on your way would be useful. Enter Jonathan Raban, an insightful Seattle-based writer and sailor. Continue reading