Showing posts with label Mcmenamins. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mcmenamins. Show all posts

Saturday, November 22, 2014

Southern Oregon road trip, Pt.1: Visits and hikes



It's no secret (depending on the trip, anyway) that we've been flying a lot in the off-season.  While a typical spring or fall Hamilton weekend away can easily snowball into an overseas adventure, some of our summertime family trips happen right here in the U.S.


Earlier this year, Kathy began devising a plan that would involve:
  1. Rivaling my international trip-planning exploits with Kathy's domestic leanings.
  2. Our first ever road trip as the Hamilton Four, now including baby Levi.
  3. Visiting friends anywhere between Eugene and Roseburg.
  4. Using a Groupon for the Wildlife Safari in Winston.  Kathy will be sharing a blog post about the safari and those friend visits in a few days!

In exactly the same way as I plan for those international trips, our friends in southern Oregon were put on notice that we may be passing through.  Everyone who responded with interest to my messages/calls got penciled into our itinerary.  The only difference here in the U.S. was that Kathy handled all of the non-social logistics of the trip this time!  I just came along for the ride.


The drive down south


Working on connecting with friends, and getting started with stamping our McMenamin's "passport" in Eugene during the journey to the Umpqua Valley




Hiking and exploring the Umpqua Valley














The beauty of the Umpqua River








Fly fishing on the Umpqua River




Starting the evening rounds early in Roseburg








Lena's first time in a swimming pool!



Winding down in Roseburg's warmer waters



Kathy's been anxious to share about the following day in Winston, so she'll be our guest blogger for this upcoming week.  I'll start rounding up some safari photos for her in the meantime.

Bonus:  Kathy writing Part 2 will buy me some time to tackle my massive backlog of traveling and outdoor adventure posts!



Coming the week (after) Thanksgiving...




Part 2- Kathy shares about the Wildlife Safari!



Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Break Every Chain

Garth's Blog is on a one-month hiatus from Dec 15- Jan 15.  The holidays have been busy, and our baby boy is due on January 10!  To kill time until then, the short New Years update below is followed by a personal "share" from my other blog.


I'll update my Twitter occasionally, and we'll return with new blog content in mid-January. Check back on January 15 as we resume with all new family updates and recent overseas adventures!


New Year's Eve at McMenamins Cornelius Pass Roadhouse/ Imbrie Hall:
Lena stopped smiling just long enough for a quick photo.


Happy New Year!  Our family had fun celebrating New Year's Eve last night. And this year, we actually got home in time to witness our neighborhood loudly deteriorate into a war zone around 11:30 p.m.  It's hard to imagine any of those firecrackers/mortars/rockets/shotgun blasts(?) being legal within Beaverton city limits.


Our block hadn't heard such deafening blasts since all four news networks were falsely tipped off about explosions from within our neighborhood Intel campus. As terrifying as that sounds, the "explosions" heard from neighbors blocks away were actually the results of a fire at a garbage truck yard next door.

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The link to the story of me ending up in front of all those TV news cameras is here: Garth's Blog: Having a Blast at Home.

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Today's entry below is a "share" from one of my other blogs. It may look familiar to readers who saw my original post yesterday morning. If this seems more personal and spiritual than a typical "Garth's Blog" post, that's because this wasn't originally intended for a mainstream audience.

But don't worry, new "Garth's Blog" content is coming soon! I'm still gathering photos for upcoming posts about Christmas, surfing, student ministry, pumpkin patches, hiking, and some late 2013 overseas trips.

In the meantime, feel free to check out my Twitter feed or just follow me. My latest Tweets are also embedded on the upper right corner of this blog page.



Here's yesterday's post, "Break Every Chain," from my other blog:




There is power in the name of Jesus
There is power in the name of Jesus
To break every chain, break every chain, break every chain.

Those words from a Jesus Culture "Awakening" event were the soundtrack to my final early morning commute of 2013. Normally, the entire freeway portion of my drive time would be dedicated to prayer. But not today. Not after last night. Sheer exhaustion caused my prayers to stick in my throat... unable to escape my heart. Rather than giving up on morning devotions altogether, I allowed someone else's words to be my prayer instead.

There is power in the name of Jesus
To break every chain.

Leading up to today's uncharacteristically passive time of prayer, this happened:

Our formidably lunged, two year old Lena loudly decided on Saturday night that only having 1 1/2 hours of sleep would be more than enough for me. Sleep quantity didn't increase much these past few nights, either. I've been getting up multiple times to quiet Lena down, attempting to spare the Mommy-to-be the hassle of putting her back to sleep. Her crying persisted into the night, until a couple hours before my alarm rang.

There is power in the name of Jesus
To break every chain.

I've often prayed such a prayer in more obvious contexts: as an impassioned plea for healing and wholeness... for freedom from the bondage of sin... for the lifting of a heavy heart... for mending of strained relationships... for finding the grace to forgive friends who take advantage of me... for finding the humility to ask for my own forgiveness.

But today, such a prayer was a simple reaching out for strength, for the divine power to make it through the day. Extreme sleep deprivation stifled my attempt to pray even that, much like sleepless nights can physically throttle my various hikes and trail runs. Yet, like the disciples who got busted for nodding off in the Garden of Gethsemane, I'm yearning for a chance to redeem myself after a lackluster effort in my own garden of prayer.

Taking care of my family, I know in my heart, is more important than taking care of my ZZZs. But in my utter exhaustion, the satisfaction of honoring those priorities doesn't make days like this any easier.

2013 has been a joyous, high energy year that is ending on a brief down note. My own strength has decided to take the week off. It's time for me to draw on God's strength.

There is power in the name of Jesus.

Sunday, December 1, 2013

Munra Point: Losing a climb, gaining a 14k frozen trail run

From last weekend:  The frozen, slippery trail that passes in front of Elowah Falls, Oregon 


Not Munra Point.  That was the name that my buddy Shaun and I gave to the 9 miles of Columbia River Gorge trail that we hurriedly covered last weekend.  In contrast to our intended climb, the newly crowned Not Munra Point trail was nothing more than a trail run.


My friends Carli and Jeremiah had both recommended a climb up to Munra Point on separate occasions.  Pity that I didn't seek out reliable directions to go along with those recommendations.  Our only source of info was from a climber who blogged about the short climb on his website.  No map, no estimated hiking times, and no reported distances between trail junctions.

The climber's blog had prepared us for an uneventful approach to our climb.  Uneventful is putting it lightly.  From the Wahclella Falls trailhead, Gorge Trail #400 runs parallel to I-84 with barely enough elevation variance to justify our hiking poles.  Admittedly, only here in the Northwest would anyone complain about an occasionally flat trail in the midst of all this accessible wilderness beauty.  We have it so good here!


The long approach to the Munra cutoff quickly became an exercise in impatience.  So tucking in our poles, we ran.



An iced-over section of Gorge Trail #400


A "Trail Not Maintained" sign along Gorge Trail #400 reportedly marked the turnoff to Munra Point.  We never came across that sign.  The next day, I would do more research and find out why: the sign is actually 30 feet uptrail, not at the junction with Trail #400.  We didn't see the sign because it's not even visible from the Not Munra Point trail!



We seriously considered scrambling directly up these rocks to reach one of the peaks.  Inconveniently, my inner tree-hugger nagged at my conscience instead.  That, and a sign below that I spotted from our newly elevated viewpoint.  The sign pinpointed our location but confirmed what we already knew-- we had overshot the Munra cutoff and were heading for the more family friendly hikes to the west.


Shaun conceded that our trip was "broken," but we both had way too much energy to just turn around.  We kept running.


Elowah Falls:


The bridge in front of Elowah Falls was completely frozen over. It was a short but treacherous skate across the slippery ice to the other side.


Next stop: Upper McCord Creek Falls.  I use the word stop loosely.



We continued up past the top of the falls and followed a deteriorating path along Upper McCord Creek.  The gnarly forest growth grew thicker, the trail petered out, and we eventually turned around to battle our way back to the main trail's end.  Rather than follow the trail back down to the previous junction with Trail #400, we made it a loop.  After all, backtracking is for chumps.


We ran (off and on) back to the Wahclella Falls trailhead, paralleling and occasionally overlapping the Not Munra Point trail.   On the drive home, we stopped at McMenamins Edgefield to thaw out, warm up, and celebrate the end of the hike.

Not that our low elevation escapades earned us the right to celebrate anything.  But we'll make up for that on our next hike, researching and double checking our sources.  No doubt we had followed that blogger's directions to get to the steep stuff last weekend, but we ended up with a trail that even Lena and Sheamus could've hiked (read: baby and dog friendly).


I guess that's what we get for trusting some random traveling/ hiking blogger.   Everybody knows one of those.


Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Post-Skydiving! A birthday throwback, Pt 2

From Tuesday:

Happy birthday, Lena!  Our baby girl is two years old today!  We'll have a special birthday post for Lena this weekend.  But first... Here is Part 2 of last year's skydiving birthday weekend!


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One of last year's post-skydiving birthday hikes with Kathy and an 11 month old Lena



Jumping out of a plane was just the beginning!  The skydiving action may have taken place the day before my actual birthday last year (Check out the insane skydiving stories and pics from Pt. 1 here!), but we kept the party going all weekend. We managed to work in rock wall climbing, hiking in the Columbia Gorge, go carts, laser tag, worshipping with our church family, a party, multiple coffee/lunch/dinner get togethers with friends, a Los Lobos concert, and taking a leap out of an airplane flying above 12,000 feet!

My throwback birthday post was so long that I had to split it into two parts.  Enjoy the rest of last year’s birthday weekend below:


Saturday: Post-Skydiving

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Chilling for a spell:  My high from skydiving would take all weekend to come down from.


On Saturday evening, after another post-skydiving lunch with friends, we invited some buddies to hit up a local music festival with us.

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Pepe and the Bottle Blondes played a crowd pleasing opener, and the always versatile Los Lobos turned the Tualatin Valley Parks Center field into a giant dance floor.



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Basking in the music and sunshine

We eventually broke free from the crowd's bilingual grooving to mellow out on the lawn with our adorable Lena.


Sunday: My real birthday

Worshiping with our church family at Aloha Church of God was the perfect way to start out my birthday morning.  I thank Jesus for every wonderful year that He has given me so far, and especially for the past year with Kathy and Lena.  Life just keeps getting better and better.  What better place to give thanks than at the church where God has called us into student ministry since 2001?  We love those people.


Bullwinkles Fun Center in Wilsonville was the place to be that afternoon.  Admission to all activities was covered by the Portland Clinic for any of us who checked in for Kathy's company picnic.  We took full advantage of our all access passes!

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Several rounds of laser tag ("No running!"), carnie type games, and tummy stuffers later, we left Bullwinkles and drove out to the Columbia River Gorge for some late afternoon hiking.


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Hiking a couple of Gorge trails near Bridal Veil Falls




As daylight began to run out...

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...we headed to McMenamins Edgefield for my birthday dinner.  The timing was right for enjoying a private outdoor concert afterwards, on the sly.  If only we had been on the guest list!


Before returning home for the night, we walked away from the lights for a better view of the starry nighttime sky above.  The faint sounds of live music still hung in the air.  Peace.

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A birthday weekend like this could easily rank among my best ever.  My birthday itself, perfect as it was, was predictably overshadowed by our high altitude stunt (link) from the day before.  But that's not a slam on my amazing birthday in the slightest, especially considering how my family and friends made my entire weekend so special.

After all, I had just jumped out of a FREAKING airplane!  Cheers to making my first skydiving jump the first of many.


Bonus Pic:

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A Chevy's birthday dinner with the fam, later that week:  I think we found a new look for baby Lena.


Coming next weekend on Garth's Blog...

A celebration of Lena's 2nd birthday!