Crabbing in Seattle, Washington.

Don’t get too excited by this first picture. It was a female and it is illegal to keep the females. It was also the only crab that we have caught, yet. However, I just found out that you have to let your pots soak overnight to have real success. I feel good about our future trips. We mostly catch starfish and seaweed. But we also find awesome beaches with nobody around. It is just like Hawai’i.Screen shot 2013-07-12 at 10.19.40 AM Screen shot 2013-07-12 at 10.18.54 AM Screen shot 2013-07-12 at 10.19.06 AM Screen shot 2013-07-12 at 10.18.45 AM Screen shot 2013-07-12 at 10.19.24 AM Screen shot 2013-07-12 at 10.19.34 AM


Fishing week!

Fishing 5 days a week is fantastic. Especially when it is 5 different environments. This is Kopachuck at low tide fishing for sea run cutthroat trout. That little speck in the water is my buddy James. He took my canoe over to that island in the distance and allegedly caught a big one on his first cast.Screen shot 2013-06-07 at 10.17.13 AM I also got to float the Snoqualmie with Derek and Skip. It was a great day of discussing what is important in life.Screen shot 2013-06-07 at 10.17.21 AM Derek let loose a little secret about the “Upper Deck”. Not the kind where you poop in the reservoir of a toilet. But this place was a beautiful place to fish with nobody around.Screen shot 2013-06-07 at 10.17.48 AM I even got a little bit of steelheading in with a couple of guys from the shop.Screen shot 2013-06-07 at 10.17.31 AM Screen shot 2013-06-07 at 10.17.00 AM5 of 5 will be after work today. It is light until past 9pm these days so us fishing junkies can still scratch the itch after work. We are also putting together an online magazine that will be released soon!

Feels like summer.

Normally, summer starts in August and lasts until September. But man, this has been one great way to start May.

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Lettuce and parsley already ready!Screen shot 2013-05-12 at 9.51.56 AM

Fishing from the beach with the Miyawaki Beach Popper.Screen shot 2013-05-12 at 9.52.47 AM

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Short sleeve cycling jerseys.Screen shot 2013-05-12 at 9.53.16 AMGoslings get going at Green Lake.Screen shot 2013-05-12 at 9.52.15 AMBoat Parades at “The Cut” near UW.

Screen shot 2013-05-12 at 9.51.45 AMWe try to just spend a lot of time outside. There are lots of lakes and mountains that make the views quite nice.
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Dinner at Chinooks.


We went to dinner at Chinooks tonight. It was a small adventure as it was the first time we took the canoe to dinner.

First we had to untie the boat.

Then we paddled out of our marina.

Then we passed all of the big boats.

We arrived at the dock.

Dinner was delicious.

After dinner the ducks came for our leftovers.

They were cute.

Back to the boat!

It was a great sunset.

Hard work.

Salmon Bay from a Canoe.

As we leave our marina, there are all kinds of boats that are our neighbors. Sailboats, powerboats, small boats, big boats, you get the point. Topper is always on the rails of the canoe ready to get any ducks, geese, fish of anything else that piques his interest. Lando is a little more nervous as he isn’t quite sure what to make of the moving wet ground. He calms down until we pass under the Ballard Bridge where he is pretty sure that the sky is about come crashing down on him. He tries to get into my lap when he is scared which makes the front of the canoe point towards the sky. This is great for going in circles and not seeing other marine traffic, but not so wonderful when you don’t want to get wet because you brought your phone to take pictures.

We also see lots of tug boats. There are lots of people, but not too many dogs on canoes. Someone told me that I look like an REI ad. I accept that.

>148km Canoe Trip

>Leaving Taupo, we hitched a ride from a school principal out of town. Then an Aussie picked us up and took us to the small town of Turangi. From there, a Maori guy named Charlie picked us up (I think that he was pretty stoned). He was cool and like most Kiwis, he wanted to show us around. He showed us his tribe’s marae. A marae is a gathering place when the tribe has a hui (meeting). They can gather for a funeral, wedding, or just to have a meeting. The tribe has a sleeping house full of bunks, a place to prepare food, and a large outdoor assembly area. Charlie dropped us off in Manaranui. (He was off to play music with a lady that plays ukulele.) A construction worker picked us up and gave us a lift into the town of Taumaranui. That was where our five day canoe trip began.

We are off!

We camped at a place called Cherry Grove just outside of town. There were no cherry trees, but a couple of rivers came together there so we tried out our new fly rods as well as the tons of flies, gear, and advice that Fishy Steve had given us.

Mojdeh with our flies.

A couple of tangles, no fish, but one beautiful sunset later, we went back to the tent. A giant local guy with a group of rambunctious kids in a mini van advised us on where to sleep as sometimes the local kids come down there to harass people and break into cars. We woke up the next morning with no problems during the night. We made breakfast and just as we were finishing our tea, a truck pulled up with a single canoe bouncing on the trailer behind it. We were going to have to river to ourselves! A guy got out and our conversation was something like this:

Dave: Hi, I’m Dave. What time did they tell you fellas I’d be here?
Us: They didn’t.
Dave: Good, then I’m not late. Have you ever canoed before?
M: On a lake once.
R: I’ve paddled a bit, but
Dave: Good as wood, you’ll be sweet as. Let’s put this canoe in the water. I have some maps, but you won’t need them. Skip the first campsite, sometime the local boys go down there and harass the campers. Right-o. Jump in, you’re off! Just don’t stack the boat. 

 First 5 mins.

There was more slang, but no subtitles in real life, however, you get the point. We skipped the first camp site like he recommended. As we rounded the corner to land at the first camping area, there were no local hooligans but three naked men in the water. Two scrambled to put on their shorts and the third jumped into the water. There is a lot of glacial melt so after a couple of minutes in the cold water, he decided to get out and just hold his shorts in front of him. We snickered a bit and kept paddling glad not to be staying there. The next campsite was deserted.

Just us and the river. So I did what everyone else does and took off my clothes. We never saw anyone else the first two days. The first day we paddled for about 5 hours averaging 7km an hour.

The second day the weather turned a bit and we got rained on for about 20 minutes. Out of nowhere the skies opened up and it poured. It is typical that shortly after donning rain gear the weather gets better. That was true while canoeing. We reached our campsite the second night as the rain began again. Luckily there is Dave’s house where he lets everyone shower and use his kitchen. He wasn’t there when we arrived, but he left a note telling us to make ourselves at home, so we made tea, got dry and waited for him. There is an old schoolhouse that has been converted to a Department of Conservation camping bunkhouse. With the thunder getting louder, we slept in the hut with a German and a Dutch girl. They were paddling for four days along the river. We awoke the next morning to the valley covered in fog and Dave running around in a towel. We made breakfast and chatted with Dave until the sun came out and we headed downstream again. Everyday we would stop to make lunch, fish, or just watch the river go by.  It still took us over 5 hours to go the 28km. Without a schedule, we could take as long as we wanted. The water was murkier than in Taupo and I have a million excuses of why we didn’t catch (or see) and fish. Guides are amazing! We missed Steve.

Mojdeh likes to paddle.

The third night was very busy. A commercial operation had started that day with 4 adults and 5 kids. We arrived at another DoC (Department of Conservation) hut, but seeing the 24 beds, we decided to camp on the lawn. We met some cool people (there were about 20 people staying there) and had an uneventful evening.

The following day, we met a guy named Luke that was in a kayak. He too is from the States. He quit his job, sold his car, and is now traveling around NZ. I have an appreciation for people that are willing to do that. We paddled and talked for a while together. The large group was at the next campsite so we decided to paddle a bit further and avoid the crowds. It worked well. There was only 5 of us in absolutely surreal beauty. It took us 8 hours on the river this day. We paddled over 40km.

The last day we had less than two hours of paddling to the end. The 10km we had left went by pretty quickly. We were tired of sitting in wet clothes, eating dehydrated mashed potatoes, and already cooked pasta. We had instant noodles for lunch…every day. Finishing our five day trip felt good. Our upper bodies are exhausted, but strong!
Dave was going to bring our packs to us so that we could hitchhike to a town on the coast called Wanganui and eventually head to Wellington. From there we wanted to get on the ferry to the south island. Dave forgot our packs. A two hour trip in the opposite direction brought us to Slalom Lodge. Dave hooked us up with a free room and a bottle of wine to say that he was sorry for forgetting our packs. The weather was crap anyway so it all worked out in our favor. To top it off, Luke was staying there. We hung out drinking with him, found out that he had a car, and he was going to Wellington the next day.
We woke up hungover, drove a really curvy road for 5 hours and we all tried not to puke all day. We found a hostel that was completely full, except for their tiny areas for tents. The three of us set up camp, again, but this time in the middle of the city. At some ungodly hour in the morning every vehicle with a siren went blaring by us. That got us up early enough to enjoy the free breakfast by ourselves and head off to the ferry. Luke stayed in Wellington for the day and we went to the south island. Last night we stayed in a cool hostel that has free chocolate pudding every night, a hot tub, free breakfast, and cool people staying here.

Now we are off into the bush again. 5 days of walking and camping on the Queen Charlotte Track. No computer for a while. So, we are doing well. I will post again when we get back.