Return of the Captain

Well, it's been a while since I've posted. One of my New Year's resolutions is to post more. Another is to have enough interesting stuff happening that I've got something worth posting about! But meanwhile, I am just going to post a bunch of pictures. I've been wanting to do that for a while. Friends have accused me in the past, after viewing my pictures, of being a little vain. You may perhaps come to that conclusion as well. If so I can only respond that I am not a little vain at all. I'm a lot vain. Hope you enjoy the pictures!

With my son on San Juan Island. Best vacation ever.

Climbing buddies and mentors. Keith Garlinghouse, Jay Avery, the Captain.


Rest break on the way up Mt. Washinton.


At Timberline Lodge with three of my closest friends.
The Captain, Robyn Smith, Tim Smith, Mr. Clean.



Home away from home.

With my good friend (and one of my favorite musicians),

Ellyn Whyte.

Mt. Rainier.

Portage Lake, Chugach National Forest.

An old favorite of Nolan and The Captain.

On the way down from Mt. Washington, Near the PCT.

Washinton again.

Resurrection Bay, Alaska.

The Captain with Ed Viesturs. I guess he's some kind

of climber or something?

Captain Hairdo and Mr. Clean.

Tonsina Point, Alaska. Near Seward.

Middle Sister, way too early in the morning. Gotta lovethose alpine starts...

With my buddy Smokey. Chugach National Forest.

With my buddy Nolan in Friday Harbor, Washington

My buddy Cyrus. Such a sweet old dog.

The Captain and some climbing buddies.

Ingraham Flats.

Camp Muir.

Mt. Hood. The Captain, John Petrie, Mike Rudy, Sue Nelson.

Captain Hairdo and Mr. Clean. Middle Sister.

I told you I was vain!

Well, that's all for now. I'm sure I've bored you all enough for now. But don't worry, the Captain will bore you plenty more later!

The Little Dog Who Could Fly

My first thought when I saw this picture was that he looks like Dumbo- he can fly!!! Then I realized he can. When he runs, his steps are so long that it actually seems as though he's airborne. His longest hike ever was nine miles. Well, nine miles for Captain Hairdo- at least double that for Toby. He would run past me until he was out of sight, then come flying back down the trail past me the other way until he was out of sight, then do it again. Repeat steps 1-3 for nine miles. I've taken him trail running up to seven miles, and snowshoeing for as much as four hours, and I cannot wear him out. After these outings, he's usually more energetic than before. Maybe he'll settle down as he ages, but I hope he never loses his playful, good-natured spirit or his desire to explore with the Captain. Did I mention he loves the beach? Here (below) is a picture of us at San Juan County State Park on San Juan Island. The San Juan archipelago is one of my favorite areas of the world, and as far as I can tell, The Little Dog Who Could Fly digs it too!