The year’s summary in photos. Well, not really. We did a lot more than what is shown below but were really bad about capturing photos this year. I’ll try harder next year. ;-) The 2019 highlights: a new garage/woody, our return to route climbing, a facelift for the rusting van, celebrating our 15 year wedding anniversary and Paul’s 40th birthday, fall bouldering at all of our favorite places (Hueco, Priest Draw, Yosemite and Joshua Tree) and the usual holiday time with friends and family in the east.
So uh, long time no post. We’ve been a bit busy around here and I’ve had little time and motivation to share our lives. I even contemplated bailing on the whole apAdventures deal (cause I mean seriously, whose really looking at this stuff anyway?!) But then a few of you out there started asking what was up and if everything was ok due to lack of posts. And then I thought about Paul and my occasional climbing-video-watching-binge nights where at the grand finale of our drunken video-watching stupor, we pull up our old apAdventures videos to top off the night in psychness. And of course I don’t ever forget the few of you out there that do pull up the site as soon as I update it….the die hard followers. :-) Well thankfully for all of the above, I feel as though we may have finally reached an equilibrium around here with our latest busyness. So maybe, just maybe, I’ll return to sharing the fun in our lives more regularly.
Quick recap since last October in 5 sentences or less:
– Trip to Yosemite over Thanksgiving
– April worked too hard and got sick again – no Hueco climbing this winter
– Paul got antsy for the new dream woody
– Wrote a big fat check thanks to April’s OT and built the new woody – no Hueco climbing this spring
– Back to the fun: some family route climbing on Mt. Lemmon, capped off with a route climbing trip this summer
After last year being as mild as an Arizona Christmas, and with the kids now big enough to have some REAL fun…I was secretly wishing really really hard for there to be snow somewhere in the east that we could play in. Well, my wish came true!
Here comes a slew of web posts documenting all of our snow sports fun thus far. Let’s start things off with a simple walk in the woods:
Many of you on here know of, or at least have heard me mention our good friends John and Mandy. Well, John has embarked upon a self-transformation of sorts, and is documenting it via vlog (aka video blog, aka video diary). His goal is to vlog daily and so far he’s 7 for 7. I share this with you not just in hopes that you will tune-in and thus indirectly support his quest, but because I think his videos are pretty darn good. His second job after all (behind his full-time gig of stay-at-home-dad of four kids) is videographer. Perhaps you will find these as entertaining and moving as I do. :-)
…that I forgot to post about! – my trip east to help out my friend Cara during her battle against breast cancer. Thanks Cara for calling me out, haha. ;-)
Cara and I, friends from college
Cara’s husband and two boys
I visited without kids and was thus “free as a bee” (as my kids like to say) and demanded being put to work. Cara always wanted flowers by the front porch and a walkway from the driveway. And also the front step needed fixin’. Here is the before picture.
…and here is the after.
The side of the house was also in desperate need of a weed job.
So I did that too. As well as some cooking, babysitting and general catching up with my good friend. :-)
One last photo! Had to share at least one of the many solo April-Paul shots. Mainly because I know a few of you out there will absolutely LOVE the matching climber muscles as much as I do. Ok, maybe not quite as much as I do…since this is my “Hottie Paul” we’re talking about here. …but still. ;-)
A few weeks ago the kids and I visited a local farm that distributes raw milk and cheese at our CSA. The pics pretty much explain it all. The kids not only got to try their hand at milking a cow, but we took the milk inside and strained it, sipped it (still warm!) and spun it in a centrifuge to make cream! The whipped cream that I used to top Ivan’s ‘birthday construction cake with berries’ was from this friendly brown bovine shown below.
We’ve had our Sportsmobile camper van for nearly eight years now and it’s never once driven in snow. It “saw” snow briefly the one time in snowed in Tucson in 2013, at our house parked in the driveway, but that doesn’t count. Luckily we didn’t have to actually drive in much…just mostly over little bits of it and next to piles of it plowed off the roadside.
The van looking very much out of it’s element parked at my parent’s house in upstate New York
Way way back, when Paul and I first started this website, we vowed to never put bad, mad or sad news here. We meant this to be a place for sharing only the fun adventures (because dwelling on the not-so-fun is just…well…not so fun). Sadly, however, I’ve decided to break our cardinal rule and share our recent loss of our Morgie. She’s had so many admirers over the years that I figured this would be the easiest place to bring everyone up to date. And well, because it’s all so devastating that I really have a hard time mentioning it verbally.
Earlier this year both Paul and I noticed that Morgan was slowing down a bit. She was falling behind on short runs and hikes, not noticing cars drive up to the house, and not all that interested in hanging out at the ponds at my parent’s house (her all-time favorite haunt back when we lived east). Then late this summer she developed a bit of a limp that gradually got worse and worse and then really worse. Somewhat reluctantly, I finally took her to the vet to get a diagnosis…fearing that it was most likely some sort of news I didn’t want to hear. And I was right. It was bone cancer. So finally, after many weeks of sadness and plenty of pets, hugs, treats and love, we said our goodbyes to our sweet brown dog gal and had her put to rest.
Morgan has been with me since she was 10 weeks old. It’s hard to believe that 12 and 1/2 years have passed since that day I picked her up and knew that her and I were meant to be. I can’t even begin to list all the places she has traveled to and all the adventures she’s been on with us over the years. She’s crossed the country multiple times, has waited patiently at the base of just about every climbing cliff we’ve ever been to, has put up with numerous hours crammed into a moving vehicle on our many, many roadtrips, has trail run obscene distances without complaint, has hiked ridiculously far for good bouldering or a good view, has guarded many a campfire, woody session, and now two small babes. And above all, has given us unconditional love and loyalty that I never thought possible from a pet. To put it simply, she wasn’t a pet. She was part of our family. And she’ll be sadly missed.