In hopes of not actually forgetting this entire European excursion, I’m sharing the photos and highlights from our autumn trip to London, France, and Switzerland. Eric had to go to London and France for work (tough stuff, but somebody has to do it), so I tagged along and made a grand little vacation out of…
all around the timberline trail.
August 7 marked our ninth wedding anniversary! According to Google, “pottery” is the traditional ninth anniversary gift (or, the more modern option: “leather”). Instead of those fine goods, I suggested we go on a 40-ish mile backpacking trip around Mount Hood. It says a lot about Eric’s love for me that he quickly agreed and…
one giant catch up.
Well, it’s been a heck of a long time since I’ve posted on this thing. I’ve realized that without the ol’ blog, I have a really hard time remembering anything that we’ve done. On our anniversary last week, we had to scroll through our phone photos to even remember what we did to celebrate last…
montana.
Let’s jump back to October, please. Back in the prime days of autumn, we took a little vacation to Montana. When I told co-workers where we were going, literally every response was, “Montana? Do you have family there?” As if there would be no reason to visit this particular state without the pull of family…
vista ridge.
Life is breezing on by, as it does. The last time we went hiking, we sweat it out in tank tops or short sleeves. Granted, it has been a while since we’ve hiked, thanks to Eric’s travel schedule and my penchant for jobs that require my nights and weekends. But our most recent trip to…
independence day at mount jefferson.
As you may have noticed from my general absence on the internet, our adventures have been a bit more few and far between than they once were. I’ve been reminiscing about Eric’s grad school days when we would have a mini-adventure every weekend (you can check out a particularly good “Ally Day” here, if…
we’re still alive!
Greetings, old friends! My drafts folder tells me I started writing this post back in March, but apparently I’ve just given up on timeliness and actually finishing things. But here we are, at the end of June, still very much alive. I’m going to play an insane game of catch up and power through everything…
suttle lake lodge.
Remember when the concept of “hygge” took over the internet? I jumped on the bandwagon a couple of years ago, fully embracing the idea of cozy time: candles, blankets, oversized sweaters, a fireplace (only in my dreams- in my reality, we’ve occasionally cast the yule log on the ol’ TV). Sign me up. But in…
a long weekend around the mountain.
Am I about to write about something during the same month that it occurred? Heck yes, I am. Progress, my friends. Progress. Eric’s parents came to visit over Martin Luther King Jr. weekend, and we lucked out with unusually dry and sunny weather for an Oregon January.
wrapping up 2017.
I am not much for new year’s resolutions, but I hoping that this will be the last time I do a mega-wrapping-up-a-season-of-life-because-I-got-so-behind-on-everything-giant-photodump-post. Our lives are full and fun, and I want so badly to remember everything (and if I don’t photograph it or write it down, it’s like it never happened), so here’s to being a little bit…
autumn.
Well, here we are. Mid-December, and I’m finally getting around to sharing everything we did this fall. I’m concluding a year of terrible blogging with the fourth seasonal post (see winter, spring, and summer, if you’d like). I have big ambitions of being better at documentation in the new year, but for now, we’ll all…
summer.
There’s no time like mid-October to wrap up the summer, right? I’ve reached the point where I am so far behind on life documentation that I’m afraid I’ll forget everything we did this summer. But it’s kind of nice to stay in solidarity with these seasonal blog posts, yes? (Check out winter and spring, if…
oh, canada.
It already seems like forever ago that we were frolicking around Canada on a post-triathlon vacation. I probably say this after every trip, but I think this was one of the most beautiful places I’ve ever seen. After leaving lovely Whistler, we drove and drove and drove to spend the night in Revelstoke. (I’ll let…
ironman 70.3 canada.
Well, we did another half-Ironman (Ironman 70.3 Canada). The race was in Whistler, which is probably the most beautiful setting for a triathlon in all the land. Mountains, lakes, mountains, lakes, mountains. Seriously, Google image search the race and enjoy all the splendor. Whistler was the home to the 2010 Winter Olympics (shout out to…
call me master ringer.
Well, I did it. I finished graduate school. I’ll spare you a bunch of photos of me in a graduation gown because (1) I’m not very photogenic, and (2) all photos taken of me on this day involved me sweating and squinting into the blazing sunshine. #memories But after the fastest year of my life,…
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