Mudbowl 09

The new year is almost upon us, which for TW means the mudbowl. It looks like an excellent crop of mud this year with all the melted snow and recent rain.
Meet at Col. Summers Park, Noon, Jan. 1st.

Guest Post : ConspiraSteve : The Enemies List

*Please note the opinions and theories expressed by ConpiraSteve are not necessarily shared by the author of this blog*

The very need for such verifiably votive verbiage in these times would require invariable verbosity, would you not agree Dear Readers? Would you not even in the vicissitude variant that is verily upon us object to a verifiable villain in our midst? Or villains? ... I think not or so...Or Dear Readers has after November November that day of remember dulled our vexation of the venal and virulent vermin violating violently the vox populi???! Has our veneer of vicious virility been vanquished with one virtual virtuous vote? Mmmm... Makes you think does it not, Dear Reader?... I for one will not be vanquished by the vox populi of the now (irony aside)!! I will not veer. Dear Readers, I will vindicate the values of the virtuous and hold true the values of the vanquished!! The only vengeance I have is this verdict: Vendetta.

The Enemies List: Coming soon.

Arctic Blast!

Well I'm back in the modern world after 48 hours with no power. I'd like to say it was an ordeal but actually I kind of enjoyed it. The wood stove kept me plenty warm, between my cupboards and the generosity of Bill and Karen I stayed well fed, I enjoy reading by candlelight and thanks to Jetboil and my antique coffee grinder I stayed properly caffeinated. The lack of hot water was an issue at first but I found that if I rode the rollers until I started dripping sweat and fantasizing about making naked snow angels a cold shower was just the thing. All in all, good practice for the coming apocalypse.

NBA update

In the wake of a terrific Trailblazers win against the Suns tonight here's a joke from Steve Nash...

Poker Night?

Dabby wants to know if there is any interest in a poker night at the Compound the first Saturday of 2009, Jan. 3. This could be your one and only chance to see the Compound and the infamous Party Barn...let me know what you think in the comments.

snowday

Mace asked me to take pictures of the snow so Natty and I just took a walk around, I might try a little trail ride later in the afternoon.

There were coyote tracks on every trail in the woods but concentrated in makeout clearing, it looks like they had a party there. They walked across the ladder and pretty much every log, including some that were angled somewhat steeply and several feet off the ground.


I'm tempted to try it, but no.


This cat really gets around, it's tracks were everywhere.

CSI : The Woods
The scene of a struggle? It's hard to tell from this photo but on this otherwise pristine section of trail there was a spot here where dirt and leaves were thrown up on top of the snow, there were coyote tracks coming from one direction, cat tracks from another and bird tracks coming in from the side. Also there were two spots on the snow where it looked like a wing had swept across. No feathers or blood though and no marks of anything dragged away. Inconclusive.

The wild cherries are starting to form buds already.

Oh yeah, I was going to pull those hyacinth out and compost them last week...guess I'll have to wait awhile now. I trust my little koi are fine, it's over 4 ft. deep at the center, I can't imagine it's frozen that far down.

Natty likes the snow but what she REALLY likes is getting back inside and laying by the fire.

Note the one white whisker. Jaden thinks something frightened her, I think she's starting to get old.


Some of the rhododendrons aren't looking so good.

I thought it would be funny to get some small LED lights powered by batteries and put them on one of the Xmas trees. Maybe next year.

I got a little worried about the feral calico cat that's been hanging out in my woodshed so I made a little shelter. I hope it's utilized, I've been trying to lure it in but it's not having any part of that "kitty, kitty" thing. Of course Natty is a hindrance, chasing things that will run away is pretty much her raison d'etre, if you'll pardon my French.

A redtailed hawk takes flight at sunset. I had hoped to get closer before it took off, I'm not very stealthy.


Mace, Beefa, Spence and I (plus 3 dogs) did a super-mini-deathmarch to a ridge above Mirror Lake and spent the night at Mace's parent's cabin in Welches. Thanks Mace's parents!

Late in the evening.

Mace attempting to prove his theory that he could do pull ups hanging onto Beefa's sleeping arm without waking Beefa. Affirmed.

TWGG

Here's a little experiment. I made a TeamWreck Google Group. I thought this might be a more versatile space to discuss details of the next deathmarch or whatever else you like. For now it's set on web only (no emails) and restricted membership (you have to apply but everyone is welcome, unless you're a jerk).

Death March Update

Bjorn writes in :

"So the death march is friday feb 20 through sunday feb 22nd. We had to get the cabin for friday and saturday in order to reserve it, saturday only wasn't an option. We will have to figure out if some are going friday night, and some saturday, or all saturday or what. Regardless I have some feats of strength in mind and the cabin is reserved."