Sunday, August 16, 2009

Tuolumne 2009 II

It was too much fun being in Tuolumne, so John and I headed back. Bit of climbing at Puppy Dome.





















Then up early Saturday morning to tackle Shagadelic on Medlicott.



On the steep approach








4 pitches, 5.8 climbing on mostly steep knobs








Great views on the top










A long hike back to the car. The boy (and his Dad) were tired!

Ton of fun!

Saturday, August 8, 2009

Tuolumne Meadows 2009

First week of August we took our annual trip to Tuolumne Meadows. It was the usual gathering of friends up at the TMds campground.













Steve's Birthday was celebrated down at the now famous Mobile Station







The weather was a little more unsettled than usual, including a bit of snow/sleet toward the end of the week.







But, we did the usual mix of hiking, climbing and hanging out.







Kitty and I checked out Gaylor Lakes (beautiful).







We climbed the Golfer's Route, Guide Cracks and Puppy Crack.










Steve and Kevin zipped up Holdless Horror while Kitty John and I climbed a nice 3-pitch face/knob climb called Errett Bit. Note my  lack of  sport-climbing  skills (the clip).
















Frances caught a shot of bear #60 in the campground.







Last day we took a stroll around the meadows under very stormy skies and occasional snow/sleet showers and headed home.

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Washington Bolte Visit: June 2009

Sister Becky and her son Matt came down for a visit from Washington. They wanted to check out UCSC as a possible school for Matt and to check out California summer fun. We had fun:


Matt and John helped Kitty whip the PCS Life Lab Garden into shape








Matt helped John break in his new birthday board















The oldsters checked out the amazing California Legion of Honor while the kids bussed around to the interesting parts of San Francisco (Chinatown, Haught)












Spent a great day at Point Lobos






The boy turned 14

Monday, June 22, 2009

Down a creek with a paddle

Our neighbor Mike used to be a raft guide.

He still goes out when he can get away and invited us and some other neighbors to do a trip down the Middle Fork of the American over by Coloma on Father's Day 2009.




Drove to Coloma Saturday night, dinner and live music at the Sierra Nevada House then off to some friends of Mike's who live near Coloma and have a great house with a big lawn we crashed on for the evening.



Up sort-of near the crack of dawn, breakfast, drop a car at the take-out and head up to Chile Bar. We know nothing, but Mike is a pro and his kids have been doing this all their lives. Get all the gear sorted, pump up the boat (Dex and Bobby supervising). It is a perfect day. Sunny, not too hot.








Launch the Boat, get some instructions and off we go.

Captain Mike reads the river like a book and shouts out instructions: "One forward", "Left side two back". We do what he says and slide miraculously through waves, past rocks, around underwater obstacles--some kind of zen thing between him and the river.









We had lunch after dropping through a great wave and watched other rafts and kayaks run through.










6 hours later and we're in the slower, lower river, then packing up to head home. Great day!