Monday, August 31, 2009

Monticello, Williamsburg, North Carolina and Coast Guard

We visited Jefferson's home, Monticello. It always amazes me that Jefferson accomplished so much in his life. What a different country we would have if it hadn't been for this great man. Naturally, Allison and Evan had to do a "jump picture".
Next it was onto Williamsburg, where Evan and I got "stuck" in the stocks.
North Carolina was # 34 for Allison and #48 for Evan. Who will win the "states race?" We went to see Kitty Hawk and the Outer Banks. What a great place to vacation.
We all joined Jeannie for dinner aboard the CGC Harriet Lane. Then she took us on a tour of the vessel. What a great trip to the East Coast!

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Two Mountains, Three Summits

Living in Colorado without having been to the summit of a 14er (a peak of at least 14,000 feet) may be akin to living in California and never having been to the beach. Seeing as how I am a native of Colorado, I decided it was time to join the club as one who has conquered a 14er. After a dinner at Beau Jo's pizza in Idaho Springs, a restless night of sleep in the Leadville Hostel and a quick drive to Vicksburg, five friends and I set out on a quest to summit Mt. Belford and Mt. Oxford.


Getting to the top of Mt. Belford would require a climb of 4,600 feet in just under 4 miles. When I learned of this on the trail, sudden flashbacks of the Ragnar stretch of the Wasatch Back Relay Race flooded into my mind.



Once to the top, we all knew it was time to press on, for if we stopped, Mt. Oxford would allude us on this Saturday morning. Onward we went to descend Mt. Belford, only to have to ascend Mt. Oxford. The view was spectacular from up above and I felt as though I had accomplished something great. One of my buddies quickly brought me back to reality by pointing out that we still had another 14er to summit.



Half of the hike was done, but we still had another climb in front of us - it was time to head back up to Mt. Belford (picture below is shot of Mt. Belford from the saddle between the two peaks).


After reaching Mt. Belford for the second time, I sprawled out on the rocks and took a nap while waiting for the rest of our party to arrive. I was so tired that it felt as though I was sleeping on a pillow top mattress. We celebrated the fact that it was all downhill from that point and decided to have one last photo shoot.


Descending proved to be just as difficult as ascending. Although gravity was now on my side, each step forward was a strategic move ensuring that I didn't gather too much speed. We fought through rain and even a few snow flurries. Additionally, I don't think that my choice in footwear helped my cause. Pride got the best of me and I decided that I had to finish the whole hike in Chacos.



Will I hike these two 14ers again? NO! Will I hike other 14ers again? YES! The only question that remains is which of the 52 that remain will be the next to be slain?

Friday, August 28, 2009

Hurricanes, "Hullas" and Hoses

Helen, Evan and I went to see Jeannie in Norfolk and we were fortunate enough to go out on the Coast Guard Cutter, Forward. We went for a cruise in Chesapeake Bay where the Coast Guard did a rescue with one of their Jayhawk helicopters. Very impressive hullah!
Evan decided to try the fire hose off the back deck. The pressure from the hose was so great that it took two of them to handle it.
The four of us had a great day on board the ship. We ran into a little bit of rain that was part of Hurricane Danny, that never fully materialized.
As we pulled into the dock in Portsmouth, they docked the boat right behind Jeannie's cutter, Harriet Lane. It was a great experience and one that we won't soon forget.

Tuesday, August 04, 2009

Hiking in the Sierras

Last week, Dan and Helen took a day hike to Horsetail Falls which is in the Desolation Wilderness. The area is just off of Highway 50, west of Lake Tahoe. The weather was perfect for hiking and there is still plenty of water raging down the granite face of the mountain.
Although the trail was a little difficult to follow in some places, scrambling across boulders, it was still a great 2.5 mile hike. Anyone coming to visit will certainly have to hike this one with us.

Sunday, August 02, 2009

Camping in the Eastern Sierra

We decided it was time to go camping again. So we packed up the cars and headed up to a campground in the Eastern Sierra, near Bishop. Some of us are pictured here at Lake Sabrina.
Gavin and Brielle loved the rocks, dirt, tents, and being able to be outside all the time. They particularly liked chasing the lizards. But nothing was better than sitting in their own camp chairs, drinking a cool lemonade. At night the temperatures dipped into the 50's which made it nice for sleeping in the warm sleeping bags.
Another treat that the kids liked was riding in the back of the pickup around the campsite with Uncle Evan.
Some of us went to Bodie, the old, abandoned ghost town north of Bishop. Many of the buildings are just the way they were 150 years ago when Bodie was a booming gold town with over 10,000 residents.