Tag: Life

Ready for New Adventures 

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I know I mentioned in my last post, that I love this part of the country, which is 100% true, I do love it here. At the same time, I am ready to move. I don’t want to move super far away, but I am wanting to move somewhere that would open up more adventure opportunities that are in the Rocky Mountain region, yet also near an international airport. 

Living where I am, we have old company owned lumber mill towns that have been Demolished, and are not open to be explored. 

I am wanting to go and explore the old gold and silver towns, and towns of the Old West / Wild West history. I am always looking for new content to write about and post pictures of for you all. 

While I love this part of the country, I can only go back to the same places so many times before it is redundant, and boring for all of you, as well as for me. 

I will keep you all updated when things and the details fall into place and a move takes place. 

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#campingbrain

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I had finished up a pair of wool socks today. After I had washed them, I put them on their blockers, and had taken them outside to the deck to attach the blockers to the line, to give them some time outside to dry, and help keep the wet sheep smell out of the house. I don’t mind the wet sheep smell, but others that I live with don’t particularly care for it – they are city folk through and through.

As I was out on the deck rigging a system to attach my sock blockers (with the wet wool socks on them), I noticed that someone in the neighborhood was having a fire – I could smell it. I love the smell of a camp fire or fire in the fireplace. That smell really made me want to get out and go camping, and be able to sit around a campfire after a long day hiking, or doing some sort of outdoor activity, and relaxing while smelling the smell of the fire, and warming up while listening to the crackle and pop of the fire.

A campfire is inviting and comforting. It brings people together. There is something about sitting around a fire in the evening, after all the work and the activity of the day is done, and having a warm drink (like tea or hot chocolate), and winding down. The smell of the campfire, always makes me want to be outside, and spending time outdoors adventuring and exploring.

For me, there is more to life than sitting inside all the time, at a desk, and spending my life confined to the indoors, all the time. I don’t mind wintering indoors, but at the same time, even in the winter, we still get some really nice, cold but clear days, and on days like those I love being outside, enjoying the winter day.

I would love to have a career, where I have some versatility and flexibility, where I don’t have to spend 40+ hours cooped up in an office. I am the kind of person who would be willing to do a certain amount of indoor, office-y stuff that would have to go along with the being outside stuff.

Back to smelling the fire someone was having – it made me long to be out camping, and sleeping out under the stars, away from the hustle and the bustle of city life.

While the smell of a campfire is one of my top five smells, I think my #1 smell, that I absolutely love is the scent of a camp fire mixed with the salty sea air of the beach (particularly those in Oregon).

Sock Yarn to make Boot Socks

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While I normally keep my knitting stuff off this blog, today the two cross.

Over the past few months I have been stocking up on a load of sock yarn, in order to make boot socks for when I go out hiking. I am doing this, because I am working on having the right gear to get out and go hiking even when it is cold, wet and damp outside.

I have tried so many store brand pairs, that I lost count. I never really liked any of those. Now, I have socks that are quality made, that are comfortable, and will last for a while.

Most of the wool that I purchased for socks, is of natural colors or darker jewel tones. I have definitely been into the natural and jewel tones a lot more lately. I also find them to be a bit more appropriate for being outdoors.

I will be posting more about the socks over on my knitting blog, so if you are interested in more of that process check out that blog

I am in the planning stages of many great adventures, so stay tuned for those!

Picnic and the Beach

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Today I had gone back to where I had gone to college and had lived for 4 years of my life. I had gone back today for the Sunday school picnic that was put on by the church I had attended while I was I college. 

 
 It seems like every time I go back, I am in awe of how pretty the area is. I never had gotten tired of it while I lived there. The pictures above don’t even give total justice to how pretty it is there. 

After the picnic I ran to the coast, I was so close and it was still early enough in the day that I just went. Sometimes you just have to go and do it. I am glad I took the time and went to the coast.    

   
I realize that I have gone to the beach a lot this summer and I really needed them. They have helped me think through and process a lot of things. 

Adventure Bucketlist Check Off

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I am writing this post as a frame of reference of what I have done adventure wise. 

I have done and seen the following things (in no particular order)

•see all the Oregon Coast Lighthouses

•Eat clam chowder at eat Mo’s Location (I completed this before I became dairy intolerant)

•Hike Silver Falls

•Hike to the top of Multnomah Falls

•travel 3000 Miles away in my own

•Spend the 4th of July in Manhattan and see the Fireworks

•Visit Canada

•Go to a Marine Corps Boot Camp Graduation

•visit Old Town San Diego

•Ride in the cab of the Train Engine with the engineer for the duration of the trip

•Visit Fort Columbia

•Visit Fort Stevens

•Visit Hawaii

•visit the Arizona Memorial in Pearl Harbor

•Explore the USS Missouri 

•See the Palace in Honolulu 

•see the Dole Plantation

•Get a sunburn while sitting on Sunset Beach on Oahu’s North Shore

•Hike into the Waimea Canyon

Love the Oregon Coast!

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I totally needed the beach day yesterday, and now I am missing the beach something fierce. It is one of those things that it gets in your blood and is a part of you if you have spent time there since you were little. The sound of the ocean, the first sight of the beach, the way the air smells. It is the salty sea air mixed with the smell of campfires, and it calls my name. The way the sand feels between my toes, and the cold first wade in the North Pacific Ocean. Having sand fights with friends, and getting sand in places I’d rather not mention. The way my clothes smell after a day at the beach and a summer evening campfire. Having to laundry because my clothes got all sandy, partially wet and salty. Taking another shower after a long day of being out in the fresh air and getting covered in sand, and sleeping well at night because of a day filled of salty sea and smoky campfire air and having had a boat load of fun on the beach. This is just part of why I love the beach. 

One of the things I was thinking about yesterday while sitting on the beach, is how I would love to live in a coastal town, so, especially in the summer, if/when I got married and had kids the hubby and I could load up the kids after dinner and take them down to the beach until it was time to load them back up and take them home to give them a bath and put them to bed. 

Since I was in college I have become more attached to the Oregon Coast with each passing year. 

More Direction

I am writing this post more or less for myself to look back on in the future to see where I am going from here, as I have not clue, but know that where I am at right now isn’t working for me.

I have gotten to comfortable and into a rut, and I am wanting and needing a change for myself. This summer has been great so far, and I know that I needed to be here for camp, but now that camp is over, I am ready to get things in gear and get something going for myself. I know there is a job out there for me, I don’t know what, but I know it is out there.

The concept of packing up and moving to a new state is a bit nerve wracking, but at the same time it doesn’t scare me. By moving to another state, I don’t mean moving to Clark County from Portland, I mean moving more than 300 miles from my present location.

It is interesting how God changes ones dreams when our own don’t line up with his use for our lives. I know that over the years what I have wanted to do and where I have wanted to live have changed so much, but at the same time I wouldn’t have it any other way.