On the way up the mountains on the east side of the highway
Trying to find paths between the alder thickets
Looking up the Ohio Creek Valley
Dozer, Clay's retarded yellow lab
Waking of the beaver
This site was created as a place for me to decompress and share some of my life experiences. The man who I commercial fished for while I was in high school always advised me to keep a journal. I believe his thinking was that it would be nice to have to reflect upon in later years, but mostly it would be great for my son to be able to read when he is older. So here it is, I hope it is enjoyable for all. For Timberframing postings, look in the archives from May to October for any year.
Usually I like to go with someone I work with when I go to training. That way I have someone I know to work with in the class and do stuff with in the evenings. I was a little reluctant going by myself not ever having been there before. Things worked out great though (as they usually do) and one of the guys in the class (Aaron) works for Atlantic LNG in Trinidad (the island right next to Tobago) which happens to be a LNG plant that a bunch of guys I work with helped start up. So we hung out together most of the time. The oil and gas world is really quite small.
It was the first time Aaron had ever seen snow so we drove up to Lake Tahoe several times so he could take pictures and play in the snow. It's funny to think that here was a guy that hadn't seen snow until he was 29 and I can't remember a year of my life without it. Although I can't imagine life in a climate that never gets colder than probably 60 to 70 degrees either.I flew home on December 20th and just barely made it through Seattle before they shut the airport down for three days. Which I was quite happy about.