Sunday, November 25, 2007

Seattle anyone?

A few weekends ago a SnoSk8 video entitled "Only a Matter of Time" took me to the Northwest, specifically to Seattle, WA. With the premier taking place the night I arrived I had the weekend in it's entirety to explore Seattle. And of course I enjoyed a few "Touristy" sites. Below are a few pictures from the Farmer/Fish Market, The Space Needle (no I didn’t go up) and just out and about shots from the weekend.

Thursday, November 8, 2007


It was another beautiful weekend in San Francisco with temperatures reaching to what felt like the high seventies, and the third annual ICER Air was under way. Once again it was held in San Francisco’s AT&T’s ballpark. With “The Village” aspect set up in the parking lot and the BIG jump and half pipe set up in the stadium. Numerous vendors and local mountain resorts showed up to sell their products and give away free swag.

To keep people entertained until the big event on Saturday night BMX, Skate and FMX demos took place in the village as well as in the half pipe right next to the big booter smack in the middle of the stadium.

After the prelims Saturday afternoon, go time hit and all the athletes headed to the top of the jump… and yes they had to climb back up 3 times. Someone mentioned it was about 200 steps or so. I’m sure adrenalin was running as they hit the run. We all waited on the edge of our seats to see a combination of big airs, new and revolutionary tricks, and man-made snow in San Francisco!

Pro Snowboarder Travis Rice took first, and decided to end the night by stripping off his goggles, jersey, and jacket and throwing them into the crowd. With the people wanting more he ended his victory strip by lastly tossing his snowboard into the crowd. Someone went home very happy.

And of course there was an after party, and as always all had a good time.

Saturday, October 13, 2007

Time and time again

“We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.” – Oscar Wilde

This is the perfect quote about those of us living in Tahoe. We live below the poverty line so we can chase a dream. While we are all after something different, there is one thing that binds us together, snow. What about those who live here and are never able to see the stars or for those who’s sights have begun to fade. What happens? Can we regain sight or are we forced to realize that our time has come and gone. Must we move on? Must we grow up? Things are never what they seem.

- Nice, France 2005

This picture just makes me smile.

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Viva La Mexico

Did someone say Mexico? After going to the ZOO and a Padres game we headed South of the Boarder. GC was a Mexico Virgin so we broke him in right with tequila shots and Lobster. Here's how the trip went:

We stopped at the Rosarito beach Hotel, walked down the pier, had a few fruity drinks and beers at the bar then continued to head south along the coast.Next was Puerto Nuevo. Who doesn't love the large hillside Jesus! White sandy BeachesOne, Two, Three, TequilaSipping tequila with the localsIn the Street stalls:

Padres vs. The Rockies

The Padres were in town and we couldn’t go to San Diego without going to a Padres game. Jenn and Nick even drove down from the OC to go to the game with us. Although the Padres lost the game 6-4 we had a great time.

A San Diego Homecoming

Every so many months I start to go a little stir crazy in the mountains, which will usually follow with the urge to take a little trip. Before heading for the good ole state of South Dakota Nick joined me for a weekend in San Diego. Those of you who have traveled the 5 freeway know the drive from Tahoe to San Diego is long, mundane, and has a view consisting mostly of various agriculture fields and cows.

Emily and GC were in town too, so we all met up for drinks Friday night in Encinitas. After a few drinks we grabbed a few more and wandered down to the beach. Kevin felt the ocean was calling out to us, which in turn meant we had to go for a midnight swim. Emily and GC sat on the beach as the three of us stripped down to our “panties” and jumped in. The night ended with Fillberto’s, a few more beers, and Kevin throwing his boxers around the streets Encinitas.

Saturday, September 15, 2007

The time of my life

Horace Mann once said, “Time is a gift, given to you, given to give you the time you need, the time you need to have the time of your life.” Over the last year I have chosen to live my life one day at a time. Moving to Tahoe was the best choice I could have made for myself at that time of my life. At this moment I am “having the time of my life,” making the most of every moment. These memories will forever stay with me. We live to work and we work to live. But we must remember to let go and enjoy the life that has been given to us and make the most of the time that we have. At the end of the day we are who we make ourselves. Be free.

Sunday, August 26, 2007

Rafting Down the Truckee River

Although the summer is coming to a head we’re not letting it slow us down. Today we assembled the troops and floated down the Upper Truckee River. Tabby even joined us, and boy she was a big hit among all the other floaters. Throughout the day each one of us managed to go overboard either by sheer luck of falling off or by the evil doings of another floater and being pushed off the raft. It was just another great Sunday Fun-day.
Jes and Claire Sun bathing on the Raft
"The Happy Tourist" and Jay
Nick and I with Tabby

Wood Wind Sunset Cruise

A few of us from Camp Rich got together the other night for a Sunset Cruise on the Woodwind. Here are a few photos.

Monday, August 13, 2007

Oh Captain, My Captain

Yesterday Nick and I left our camelbacks at home and instead of hiking another peak in Tahoe we went sailing. Little did we know what we were in for. Like any other boating adventure mass amounts of beer and snacks must be involved so like the good friends we are we showed up ready to set sail with two 12 packs and loads of munchies. The winds were stronger in the morning, but had died down by the time we launched, or so we thought. At first it had seemed as though we had lost all wind, but finally a few gusts came our way and we set sail. The course of action was from Cave Rock (in Nevada) to Camp Richardson (in California) just a 3-hour tour. Needless to say that was not the case. The winds picked up and we were surrounded by white caps... the little 20 foot Sailboat took a beating. About 9 hours, 20 beers, two broken bottles, and a wet cheese ball we arrived at Camp Rich. We docked the boat with ease, pulled down the sails and called it a night. Luckily I didn't lose my lunch on our little trip across the lake... next time I'll remember the drugs. It was another good day on the lake…and I even got to steer!

Monday, August 6, 2007

Mammoth :: Devil's Postpile, Beer Festival and Mono Lake

This year instead of running around chi-town for Lollapalooza I packed up the car with Nick and headed south for the weekend. Yes, to another mountain town... Mammoth. It was the 12th annual Mammoth Beer Festival and Bluesapalooza. What more could you ask for than Babes, Brews, and Blues. The weekend didn't just consist of drinking. We took a hike out to Devils Postpile (a national monument) and Rainbow Falls. Now this hike was nothing compared to Tallac or MT. Rose which both took several hours to summit. On the drive home we took a detour to Mono Lake and checked out South Tufa. We had to geek out a little bit.

Babes, Brews, & Blues.....
Only one beer in...
The Crew
Just the Girls...
Crowd Shot
Time for another Beer???
On the hunt...
Keep them coming
Devil's Postpile a Geologic wonder (National Monument)
Rainbow Falls is only another 2.5 hike from Devil's Postpile and is 101 feet high.
The crew at Rainbow Falls

Mono Lake - Mono Lake is an ancient lake, over 1 million years old -- one of the oldest lakes in North America. Throughout its long existence, salts and minerals have washed into the lake from Eastern Sierra streams. Freshwater evaporating from the lake each year has left the salts and minerals behind so that the lake is now about 2 1/2 times as salty and 80 times as alkaline as the ocean. The Tufa's where naturally created over time.