"In his domestic administration my father had this system . . . to keep a journal and insert in it all occurrences of any note . . . A record very pleasant to look at when time begins to efface the memory of events, and very well suited to get us out of perplexity: When was such and such a thing begun? When completed? What retinues came? How long did they stay? Our trips, our absences; marriages; deaths; the receipt of happy or unhappy news . . . An ancient custom, which I think it would be good to revive, each man in each man's home. And I think I am a fool to have neglected it." (Montaigne, Book I, Essay 35 (publ. 1580))

Friday, November 28, 2014

We haven't moved in 20 years

Wrapping up that last load.  November 28, 1994.  West side of PV home.
CPG, NOC, Kelly (right foreground).
On this day 20 years ago we moved out of our Paradise Valley home, and moved into our current place.  It's been a most successful move.  We had lived in PV for five+ years; primary driver for leaving was the lack of what we considered good public high school options in the area.  Nicole was then in the midst of her 8th grade year at St. Thomas the Apostle; it seemed like a promising idea to move into the Chaparral HS district; that turned out to be correct.
My eager assistants in N&K's emptied bedroom (NE corner of house).  Not sure what's up with
the kneepads, but CPG's Shaq/jorts combination is certainly fine.  (11/28/94)

I do recall that things were hectic at the time of the move in November 1994 - so much so that we didn't even get around to taking photos or video of all of the excitement of moving.  I'm including here two photos of my late evening grunt team (apparently all the photos we have from this episode); also including below four photos pulled from the November 1994 appraisal report obtained in connection with getting the original mortgage on this place (each coupled with a corresponding November 2014 view).  Part of our November 1994 distracted-ness:  for reasons no longer remembered we had scheduled a Notre Dame trip before we knew the closing date on the house sale; that trip took place just about a week before moving day (I'll say it was a fine adventure involving me 'n my three sons).

November 18, 1994.  Locker room access courtesy Seetch & Connelly.
Not possible to travel with these three and not have a great time.

PJ and I had built a nomadic track record by 1994 that didn't augur settling down for 20 years.  Pre-11419 details:

  • Summer 1980:  honeymoon apartment in Hickory Hills, IL (1L clerkship in downtown Chicago)
  • [Brief hiatus to Stanford (that (mis)adventure is summarized here)]
  • 2L academic year ('80-'81):  Carroll Street, South Bend, IN
  • 2L summer clerkship ('81):  Country Club Plaza, Kansas City, MO
  • 3L academic year ('81-'82):  University Village, Notre Dame, IN
  • June '82 - Dec '83:  Rugen Road townhouse, Glenview, IL 
  • Dec '83 - August '86:  Cohansey Street, Roseville, MN
  • August '86 - October '86:  townhouse rental, Thunderbird Road, Phoenix, AZ
  • October '86 - August '89:  Paradise Lane, Phoenix, AZ
  • August '89 - November '94:  Claremont Street, Paradise Valley, AZ
  • [November '94 - ?:  43rd Street, Phoenix, AZ]

So prior to our current home that was nine residences (including three purchased homes) in eight cities in five states in 14 years, plus or minus.

But never mind, this time we're here to stay!

Tricky to re-create the 1994 view given the very healthy palo verde recently planted in that spot.

1994 version of the backyard was great if you like a lot of kool-decking, glare, and pool maintenance.  
(Though I must admit the pool did serve its purpose with a house full of kids.)

Front of house is thoroughly recognizable, though there isn't a plant or surface 
that hasn't been swapped out at least once (other than the roof, surprisingly enough).

Mimicking the appraiser's rather prosaic "street scene" - looking north up 43rd Stteet.

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

DODV 2014 (November 7, 2014)

Another quite fine charity event.  The previous event we recently attended was put on by a group to which Chris belongs; this event was put on by an anti-domestic violence group that Nicole helps out.  She became involved via her and POC's friendship with Laura and Mark Teahen; he had played a while with the White Sox and they now are lead sponsors for this charity event.  They apparently maintain good relationships with a bunch of current and former professional athletes, because the event certainly drew a large turnout of those folks.

We had a sparkling turnout ourselves, with some of we locals augmented by Patrick and Kerry - both in AZ for fine (and somewhat overlapping) visits, and POC's brother Mike and GF Lisa - also in AZ for a visit, timed in part for the next day's ASU-ND game in Tempe.

We wandered around the concourse at Salt River Fields all evening and much enjoyed.  Perfect weather.  Met a number of the folks POC (and Nicole) know from Diamondbacks.  Fun.


Thursday, October 30, 2014

Unexpected from Street View

[click to enlarge photos per usual]

I long assumed that Google's Street View was focused almost exclusively on urban areas.  And perhaps that was correct in its initial roll-out.  In any case, I've learned that the product long since has reached into rural areas as well.

Street View also is not about the art of composing photos.  Yet it often yields marvelous views.

July 2009:  looking south on U.S. Highway 169 in the heart of St. Joe, Iowa.  I really like how
the clouds look; also the light on the church.  The Street View car passed through
fairly early in the morning judging by the shadows on the highway etc.


A couple months ago I was poking around in Google Maps - checking out the (yes, rather dear) places in northern Iowa where I grew up - and was pleased to see that Street View is offering what turn out to be some thoroughly enjoyable perspectives on these decidedly rural places.

August 2009:  Highway 169 heading south on left side of picture; county blacktop heading west
on the right.  So this vantage point is a few hundred yards north of the picture above.  Three things of note:
(1) EMG mowing grass on the vacant lot just north of his house - where his uncle Billy Devine ran
a country store when I was a kid; (2) my parents' house on mid-left side of picture; (3) not very visible, but
the farm where my dad grew up is the first clump of trees on the right side of the road on right side of picture.
The purpose of this post is to keep track of screenshots of three Street Views from 2009 that I find unexpectedly effective.  They are posted here in the chronological order taken (oldest on top).

Note on the middle photo:  my dad tipped us off to this Street View gem - which includes him, a few months after his 80th birthday, mowing grass just north of their St. Joe residence.  Nice!

September 2009:  here's the farm on which I grew up.  I really like this photo.  
Partly because of the fall colors here - corn has turned color quite a bit, the trees in the grove just starting.  
The county blacktop - "P56" - heads straight north.

Friday, October 17, 2014

Suns Charities "Slam Dunk"

Ah , what rings.
A quick note about a fun little event in downtown Phoenix on Saturday, October 11 (though actually the main reason I'm posting about this is to have an excuse to display the above photo with our fancy rings).

Getting ready to sit down for dinner on Central Ave.
Anyway:  CPG has been involved with the Phoenix Suns charity organization; they have a neat event starting with drinks and appetizers on the Suns basketball court, followed by dinner on Central Ave, followed by dessert and dancing (also on Central Ave but a couple blocks south of the dinner location).  So it's a pretty solid concept.  CPG, PJ, NOC, POC and I had a fine evening.

As the evening wears on.

Purple and orange attire preferred.

Thursday, October 09, 2014

Wupatki, Lockett Meadow, Flagstaff

Wupatki main building (taken from behind the "ball court")
PJ and I took a little trip over the weekend of October 3-5.  Five years having somehow passed since this hiking trip, it was now the 25th anniversary of our first visit to Lockett Meadow (initial visit with five kids in tow ranging from two to eight years old).  Hiked on Saturday (after carb-loading, or whatever you call it, at Martanne's); the hike is just as delightful as ever (though we were a bit surprised that a decent percentage of the aspens still were fairly green).  The hike via the revised route is about 5.5 miles, we climb about 1200 feet to the 9800 foot level.  Gorgeous, again.

PJ tours Wupatki ball court.

On Friday we had stopped at Wupatki National Monument for the first time since July 1990.  We would happily return, and in less than 24 years.  There are six places to stop-and-wander; we selected the right three.  Started with the visitors center at eponymous pueblo remains - this was our only stop in 1990.  The buildings, ball court, etc. - dating back to 1100 AD or so (or is it CE now) - are remarkably well-maintained.  Made obligatory visit to the blow-hole:  the earth was sucking in air (opposite of our 1990 experience).  Then we visited the Doney Mountain overlook - yes, these were fine views (360 degrees).  Final stop was at the Lomaki ruins - probably the most interesting of all.

NOC, CPG, EPG loving Wupatki (July 22, 1990).  (NOC holding one of our pre-internet
travel reference books - AZ Highways published something about the "back roads" of Arizona)


We find this kind of landscape entirely compelling.  Though we wonder why these old-timey farmers - and that's what they were - selected such an un-promising area for settlement.

Blowhole:  it's science.










Other than that:  the usual relentless wandering around and fine eating and refreshments in downtown Flagstaff.  Typically we have pretty good luck with weather up there, but it was absolutely ideal for this trip - rain a couple days earlier had really cleared out the atmosphere.



 Delightful weekend . . .

PJ heading back down the Doney Mountain path; glorious views all around; 
here we are looking NE toward the Painted Desert.  These "mountains" are volcano-remnants,
which makes for an unusual, interesting hiking surface.





Lomaki ruins; built along arroyo; San Francisco Peaks in background.  Great setting.
One can (sort of) imagine old things looking at this kind of place . . .

On the Inner Basin Trail ascending from Lockett Meadow.




Entering the "Inner Basin" - amidst highest of St. Francisco Peaks.




Me, musing at ~10,000 feet.  Mt. Humphreys in background, I think.



Lockett Meadow (as we start to drive back to Flagstaff).





Somebody needed a cat shirt.





Friday, September 19, 2014

Oregon trip, v.3

Third year in a row that PJ and I made a September visit to Oregon.  We continue to have exceptional luck with the weather in an often-rainy destination (though we had learned early on that September typically is a good month).

Salmon-cleaners along the Columbia River in Astoria.  Our hotel in background (beneath Megler Bridge).
We like Oregon better each time - easily accessed, a great mix of things we really enjoy.

PJ at our lovely Saturday dinner at Clemente's, downtown Astoria.
We happily repeated the same cities, hotels and many of the same activities and restaurants.  So I won't repeat descriptions, or post additional photos, of those (prior Oregon discussions can be found by clicking this link).  But there were a few twists.

Cioppino for Sunday lunch at Clemente's - amazing.  With delightful bread and Buoy Beer's "Cream Ale."
1.  Chatted with two commercial fisherman (Finnish, of course) over lunch at Bridgewater restaurant bar in Astoria - just in from an overnight fishing trip and had just sold their salmon catch to a small local processor at a spot near our hotel.  Interesting chat, and it was interesting to wander over and watch the action as freshly-caught salmon were processed.  Much goes straight to local restaurants.

I'm standing in our Astoria hotel room, PJ is on our balcony; we never tire of watching
these ocean-going ships glide right by.
2.  In general we had even better seafood encounters than on prior trips.  Chinook salmon in season and delightful.  Willapa Bay oysters continue to be a favorite - PJ must have had a meal of those at least a half dozen times.  We were sad that razor clams were unavailable this year (unlike the prior two years); I guess that's a downside of the fresh-ness factor.

Cape Disappointment lighthouse - photo taken from visitors center just after hiking over 
to the lighthouse and back.  With weather changing minute-by-minute.
3.  Took a short car trip across the Columbia into Washington and visited Cape Disappointment - there is a quite-fine Lewis & Clark visitors center there, plus a great (and short) hike over to the 19th-century lighthouse.  (Which we learned had unfortunately been placed in a location where quite a few ships coming in from the north simply couldn't see it - so lighthouse #1 quickly was abandoned after ships kept sinking on the Bar.)  Then we drove over to the replacement lighthouse - called "North Head" - and took what they called a "tour".  As with last year's visit to South Jetty - these places are almost thrilling in their wildness and end-of-the-world feel.  We much enjoyed.


Cape Disappointment Lighthouse.

4.  As for hiking in the Mt. Hood area - the footbridge PJ is standing on in the Sandy River video halfway down this post was washed out about three weeks before our trip (taking along downstream a hiker who drowned).  So we ruled out visiting Ramona Falls.  Instead did a 5.3 mile loop to Tamanawas Falls - on the east side of Mt. Hood.  We think we liked this hike even more; Tamanawas Falls itself is a marvel.  Much of the loop follows the gorgeous Cold Spring Creek, or the larger East Fork of the Hood River.  Pretty amazing, especially to someone who grew up on an Iowa dirt farm and lives in the desert.  Take a look at the two very-short videos just below, they give a bit of the feel of these falls.

I like PJ's photo here - looking from Cape Disappointment across the Columbia to South Jetty.
"End of the world" feeling to be sure.

PJ at North Head Lighthouse - functioning, open to visitors.


I like this view of the Megler Bridge across the Columbia in Astoria.  Taken as we wander neighborhoods.

Approaching Tamanawas Falls.  East flank of Mt. Hood.  
On top of the visuals:  sound effects here were astonishing.
5.  Oregon beer industry continues to impress.  We did a better job of touring the Portland brewpubs east of the Willamette River (Burnside, Base Camp, and our favorite - Cascade, the home of sour beers).

6.  We walked and walked - in Astoria, Cape Disappointment, Welches, Tamanawas Falls hike, all over Portland (My Tracks app reported 8.5 miles on one of those days - when we visited International Rose Test Garden etc.)  It's our favorite way to see places we visit.

[7.  Also:  several meals at Bridgewater Bistro; Sunday Market in Astoria (peaches!!); walking all through Astoria neighborhoods; wondrous beer-tasting at Ft. George Brewery, Astoria; nightly wine-and-cheese at Cannery Pier Hotel; great luck with meals at Rendezvous in Welches; Full Sail brewery in Hood River; scouted Columbia Gorge Hotel as possible destination there; Hotel Lucia; Andina; Veritable Quandary; Public Domain; Japanese Gardens; Deschutes Brewpub; Tilt for lunch on return-day; etc.; etc.]

By the delightful Cold Spring Creek on trail to Tamanawas Falls.

International Rose Test Garden on a beautiful Friday morning.








Saturday, August 30, 2014

CA (again) (August 21-25, 2014)

PJ on balcony of our Laguna Beach hotel room.
Unusual timing this summer on some of our travels; just four days after driving back from CA (on the fine trip recounted here), PJ and I were back on the road to Laguna Beach for what has become our annual visit.  

A view from our balcony . . . some Pacific storm gave a little more life to the normally-gentle wave action here.
Hard to believe this is our fifth Laguna Beach visit (first one mentioned here).  Harder to believe it's the fourth time that our visit included a stopover with EPG in Santa Monica (first one mentioned here).  (That boy continues to thrive as he proceeds through year four of his CA era.)

At Huntington botanical gardens.
Similar pattern as prior trips - two nights in Laguna - we park the car, walk the town, look at the ocean, enjoy the local restaurants, etc.  Then two nights in Santa Monica at EPG's apartment.  Then a return drive with (typically unfruitful) stop at the Cabazon outlet mall, simple dinner somewhere in downtown Phoenix, and home again.

Trying to get connected for fantasy draft.
EPG does keep coming up with interesting new ideas (in addition to reliable staples like the Sunday market).  Highlight restaurant this year:  Bestia (Sunday night).  Interesting food, interesting refurbished warehouse-style building, in an area of downtown LA that looked a bit iffy, I'd say.  Fun.  Also had a great late lunch at AKA Bistro in Pasadena on Sunday.

Chinese section of the botanical garden was pretty amazing.
We were in Pasadena because EPG led us to The Huntington - top billing for the botanical gardens, but we also learned that there are can't-miss art museum and library (including rare book) elements.  In short - heaven.  We spent several hours there and were thoroughly entertained.  Would happily return.

One amusing element was that EPG and PJ did their fantasy football draft from a bench in the botanical gardens.  After a few glitches getting internet access, all went well.

Happy diners following Sunday dinner at Bestia.
Another excellent trip.

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Stone Brewery (San Diego trip) (August 15-17, 2014)

We think pretty highly of Stone Brewery north of San Diego.  PJr and Nedda had attended Stone's 17th anniversary event last year, and recommended that a larger group attend #18 this year (Brewers Reception, August 15, 2014).  Happily, we fell for it.

Round 1
Ended up renting a minivan so that six AZ attendees could travel together in style - that approach ended up working out really well.  And I can report that Chrysler minivan amenities have advanced significantly in the near-20 model years since purchasing our one-and-only.  Easy travel in both directions, other than constant requests to stop (it was like traveling with the kids in days of yore, except the requests were coming from an unexpected direction).  PJ was quite indispensable as our designated driver for the event.  PJr had lined up a fine downtown hotel.  POC and CPG had assembled a tasting chart which the attendees filled out with varying degrees of diligence.  EPG joined us - drove down right after work and pretty much arrived on time.  Also met Mike C there; the man does know his beer and was a good add.
EPG has arrived.
The outdoor event was held on the campus of Cal State San Marcos.  We all were quite delighted with the beers on Friday evening, and also satisfied with the food.  Weather was perfect, some live music kicked up toward the end of the evening, very nice.  One of the very first beers - Stone's "Passion Project" - was my favorite.  But there were lots from which to choose.  Thoroughly tested the casked beers.  PJ then drove us back to the hotel, with plenty of advice from back seat drivers.  Then we recapped the situation back at the hotel.

Ice sculpture makes things official.  Always.

DD in center (just a pose, POCs hands were full).
Saturday - we wandered around San Diego.  Perfect weather again.  Much enjoyed brunch/lunch at a recently-opened place named Zymology - new enough where we had personal attention from the owner and several staffers.  Then wandered around, including check-ins at Monkey Paws Brewery and Mission Brewery.  I was kind of amazed at all the hobos hanging around, but that was a minor observation on a most pleasant day.  Dinner at a neighborhood Italian place.

Zymology.  We were entertained by the chemistry lab equipment . . .
. . . as used for example in Zymology's presentation of a "margarita flight"

Picked up EPG's car (the indefatigable 2003 Kia Sorento) from an otherwise deserted parking lot at Cal State on Sunday morning (and were pleased to see it hadn't been towed).  We intended on having lunch at the Stone Brewery site but the wait was pretty long.  So after a couple Yelp-inspired dud stop-offs, we - out of time and options - walked into a Hooters(!) for lunch instead.  While we waited for a table a bar patron in a Buffalo Wild Wings T-shirt was called up to be paddled with an oar by a hostess as punishment for his wardrobe selection.  That set something of a tone.  After an interesting experience (but decent food) we said our goodbyes to EPG.  Easy drive back to Phoenix.

Monkey Paws Brewery
Fine traveling companions, a delight to be able to do such a trip together.