Seattle Revisited

It’s been more than 12 years since we moved away from the SeaTac area and when we left Margot was only 6 months old. Later, when we PCSed from Fairbanks, Alaska to Sierra Vista, Arizona (goodness, where has the time gone??), we passed through Seattle but only stopped briefly in the University District before quickly hitting the road again. It was a 2 week road trip down the Alcan then the 5 and we were sick, exhausted, and ready to be out of the car permanently; Sally (RIP) and Moose would agree. We were on a mission, and didn’t stop to enjoy the city, which we more than made up for this past December/January when we spent a few days touring the city over New Years with our now 10 & 11 year old kids.

Predictably, we hit up the Space Needle, Seattle Aquarium, Museum of Pop Culture, and went on a Harbor Tour. We contributed to the gum wall, and visited bookstores. New to the tourist rotations this time around was a visit to the Volunteer Park Conservatory, a lovely botanical garden boasting desert flora. We ate fish and chips, and used mass transit to get around. Typically, we have a car with us in Seattle, but this time we flew in using soon-to-expire flight vouchers and enjoyed saving money using the Sound Transit system. We genuinely enjoy an over rail or underground ride!

Selecting a hotel with a view of the Space Needle was such a great decision, so thanks, Isaac! We were able to nap before the show, then wake up just before Midnight to watch the drone show and fireworks from the cozy hotel room. Then we watched the crowd dissipate after the show, while remaining thankful that we didn’t have to brave the cold and shoulder our way through the masses.

And a PSA: please don’t ride those electric scooters around town, we saw the aftermath of a nasty accident unfold on the street below. Your brain is important, don’t smash it on the sidewalks of a different city!

Anyway, in late February, I returned to Seattle for the Northwest Conference of Computer Educators, and was able to visit a few more places with my colleagues. H-Mart, Elliott Bay Bookstore, and the Qiao Lin Hotpot. This time my hotel was in the Central Business District, so walking to the Convention Center and nearby Pike Place Market was manageable without mass transit. I took the train from Eugene to Seattle with a co-worker and it was so nice to ride in a spacious cabin where I could work and read comfortably. Carpooling or driving sounded really uncomfortable, and I have no regrets about taking the train, I would highly recommend that for anyone who needs to travel between the Seattle and Los Angeles Corridor, there is a line that runs the entire length.

Seattle X2 for me this year has been great!

And in case anyone was wondering, the Belltown Hellcat was active around 2 am while we were there. If you’re privy, you know that this awful “influencer” drives his obnoxious vehicle with a deleted muffler through Belltown in the middle of the night. He imagines himself a late night legend while he records himself ripping through streets, waking up every resident regularly, then posting to TikTok. I will not dignify his actions with a hyperlink to his socials. I feel terrible for the high rise residents who hear his car muffler cacophony bouncing around the buildings in the middle of the night.

My mind ruminated on city life the entire time we were there. I came to appreciate our lifestyle of living in mid-sized cities close enough in proximity to metro areas to enjoy the entertainment and food, but far enough to avoid some of the the sticky sides of full time metro living.

In the end, I was able to appreciate the Seattle cityscape as it was, and as it is.

Greetings from the Alcan!

Canadian Rockies, British Columbia via Yea Yea Pueblo

After a few long days on the road, we’ve made it to Whitehorse, Yukon. We’re making great time, so we’re taking an extra day here to check out the local sites and sounds before we hunker down in Fairbanks for the winter.

Our initial departure was delayed when my darling husband spilled a five gallon bucket of exterior paint in our garage while the movers loaded up our goods to ship to Alaska. It took several hours to clean up, adding to the moving-day chaos.

Toad River Lodge, Yukon via Yea Yea Pueblo

Canadian Rockies, British Columbia via Yea Yea Pueblo

The first night we only made it a few hours north to Bellingham, where some criminal tried to steal the wheels off of our trailer. Thankfully, they were only successful in taking our dust caps which we expediently replaced. However, those dust caps fell off as we drove off from the parts store in Blaine. We resigned ourselves to life without dust caps and forged onward.  

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Ruby Beach, WA

Ruby Beach, WA | Yea Yea Pueblo

Ruby Beach, WA | Yea Yea Pueblo

Spontaneity is not lost on us, I’m happy to report. After lamenting all the lost travel opportunities in Washington that we are up against, we decided to pick a couple locales and go for it.

Highest on the wish list was a camping trip to the Olympic National Park, but you’d need to reserve a campsite months in advance; an impossibility since we weren’t sure how difficult life with a newborn would be. Travelers come from all around the world to camp in the old-growth rain forests and backpack in the steep mountains of the sprawling park. Steep cliffs? River crossings? Snowy trails? Ai, ai, ai, not with a baby.

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Ruby Beach, WA | Yea Yea Pueblo

Ruby Beach, WA | Yea Yea Pueblo

So, a day hike: the perfect solution for a young family. We chose Ruby Beach, because it was the closest in scenery to the Giants Graveyard, which is what we really wanted to see. Doing so meant we would have had to check tide charts and risk a rocky traverse across a receding shoreline with a baby in a day pack. I was particularly keen on seeing a foggy seascape, freckled with sea stacks– from a safe vantage point. Overly-cautious mom reigns in the adventure, again.

Visibility maxed out at one mile, so the highly-anticipated infinity horizon of the Pacific Ocean was a no-show.

Fog obscured the tree-tops while a cool, misty breeze reminded us that the ocean churned nearby. Driftwood and boulders, littered with Cairns, dotted the shoreline.

Ruby Beach, WA | Yea Yea Pueblo

From a wind-swept branch high above the cove, a bald eagle sat, calmly watching the shoreline (can you find him in the following photograph?).

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Landscapes like this are a dime a dozen along the Oregon and Washington Coast. For however long, or short we live in this region, the novelty of such beauty will never wear off.

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