Thank you for taking the time to read what I wrote. I have found this month that I am very lucky. I have a lot to be thankful for. My guess is that most of you look like this most of the time. Especially when the Biebs was innocent.
Because where else can Jimi Hendrix, Kurt Cobain, and Bill Gates all grow up? Only somewhere that you can see all three of these things in one day.
My original climbing/snowboarding/adventure friend. If one of us had an idea to do something dumb/fun/crazy/scary/fast we knew that the other one would be fully supportive and encouraging. We spent a lot of time rock climbing together and the bonds that form during those scary moments last forever.
Leo in Quintay where he opened his house to me for as long as I wanted.
Who else will pull into closeout shorebreak with you and think it is fun?!Thanks for being you, Leo.
I love it and I hate it. I am thankful that I can run. I did a marathon once, but that was almost a decade ago. I think my last race was a 5k sponsored by a doughnut company.
One of my favorite running memories is from 2008:
In Argentina, I ran La Carrera de Miguel. After the race, I saw a kid that looked to be about 16 years old. His shoes had giant holes in them.
So I gave him my shoes. He needed them more than I did. I wouldn’t be running until I get to Boulder where I can buy another pair. Turns out this kid was pretty fast. He won his age group and gave me his medal. It was a great experience. Mothers of some of the people that were killed by the regime showed up to talk to the runners.
The new goal is to run at least one mile every day between Thanksgiving and Christmas.
I could never give up sugar or dairy. They both go in my tea. Maybe it is the Irish roots. Maybe it is the family tradition of putting on the kettle. Maybe I am OCD. When I walk through my front door, my first instinct is to put the kettle on. Even if I end up not making a cup of tea.
Yes, my fellow Americans, there is a difference between a kettle and a teapot.
And this is my tea of choice.
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Tagged family, Ireland, tea
I love how easy it is for anyone
with half a brain to make a website. I love that even though I have very little time to fish, I can read about fishing on Moldy Chum, MidCurrent, and Washington Fly Fishing. Every morning with a mug of tea in my hand, I can watch people fishing in Argentina and then learn about mining efforts in Alaska. It makes me realize that there are lots of people out there with similar interests.
Here is a movie by Beattie Outdoor Productions, one of my favorites: