Showing posts with label Friday five. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Friday five. Show all posts

Friday, October 7, 2016

Friday five: before and after.

I have this obsession with taking "before" and "after" photos during our WWOOF gigs. It's so gratifying for me to see concrete evidence of my manual labor. I just don't get that kind of satisfaction from an office job, no matter how rewarding the organization...

It's also fun to take time-lapse photos in the garden. Pretty amazing how quickly seeds become giant plants!

I never did anything with the before/after photos, though, so I figured it was high time to change that! Here are five sequences from our Myrtle Point, OR WWOOF experience...

 broccoli - week one

broccoli - week four

brassica beds - before planting

brassica beds - after planting

fava bed - before clearing

fava bed - after clearing
(I had some help with this one!)

barley rows - before clearing

barley rows - after clearing 
(I had some help with this one too!)

And finally, not related to my manual labor but definitely related to how fast things grow...

 Ravi, week one

Ravi, week four

You're welcome. :)

Friday, July 15, 2016

ExplOregon: waterfalls!

Some of you may know that 2016 has been a pretty challenging year for us. After three fairly easy years traipsing around the world, I suppose we were due for a dose of reality at some point... (Granted, our challenges don't exactly rival those of many others these days, but they are challenges none the less.)

More than once over the past few months we've turned to nature to regroup. Oceans, big starry skies, and mountains formed millions of years ago have definitely helped to remind us that we are mere blips in the universe (this universe, which doesn't even begin to encapsulate all the other universes, which is a rabbit hole my feeble little brain can't even go down for fear of imploding). These natural places remind us that 10, or 50, or 100 years from now, our 2016 troubles won't matter.

"I'm sorry, what?"
- the Pacific ocean

Waterfalls have a slightly different effect. I can't speak for Patrick on this, but waterfalls remind me that I am not in control. Of anything, ever. There's nothing like standing at the base of a waterfall - or even better, the mouth, if you can get to it - and actually feeling the power of the water as it tumbles over the edge.

Oregon has no shortage of beautiful waterfalls, as I've mentioned here. And here. (Oh, and here, here, here, here, and here.) After all our time in Oregon and our many recent road trips around the state, there were a few waterfalls nearby that we still hadn’t visited so when June's dose of reality hit, we got in the car and headed to these:
  • Upper and Lower Kentucky Falls and North Fork Falls, just off Highway 126 heading toward the coast. A moderate 0.8-mile descent from the trailhead took us to Upper Kentucky Falls;  weaving through gorgeous old-growth Douglas fir for another 1.4 miles we found ourselves at the twin falls of Lower Kentucky and North Fork.
"you are not in control"
- upper Kentucky Falls

"you are still not in control"
- lower Kentucky Falls

"la la la I can't hear you"
- lower Kentucky Falls and North Fork Falls
  • Koosah Falls and Sahalie Falls, also off Highway 126 right along the McKenzie Pass-Santiam Pass/West Cascades National Scenic Byways and the mighty McKenzie River. It was only an hour and a half out of our way, after all (which, to some, might be a deterrent – but to us, well, it’s kinda what we do).
"let it go"
- Sahalie Falls

"seriously, let it go already"
- Koosah Falls

Spring and early summer are definitely the time to hit all of these places. During our June visits, the roar of the water was absolutely deafening and the moss and lush vegetation were simply stunning. In fact the rest of the Koosah/Sahalie Falls road trip would be spent in the high desert (more on that later), so that afternoon we took ample time at both waterfall sites to admire the gorgeous green scenery that we wouldn’t be seeing again for a while...

Whenever life hands YOU lemons, we highly recommend regrouping however that manifests itself to you. Nature, music, art, community - it's all good. Just be sure to take your freshly-squeezed lemonade (and maybe your old friend, Mr. Flask) along!

Friday, March 18, 2016

Friday five: amazing Orcas Island.

Orcas Island is one of those places that Pacific Northwest people gush about. I mean, seriously gush. Don't get me wrong, I hear that all of the San Juan Islands are nice, but there's something about Orcas that makes people actually gush.

So naturally, when I saw the housesit ad last summer I immediately pounced. We exchanged a few friendly, funny emails with the host, and a few days later she made us the offer. (I may have squealed when I read her email. I may have also done a brief happy dance.)

From that point, whenever we'd mention to people that we'd be on Orcas for a month in February, their eyes would pop and huge grins would appear on their faces. (See? Gush.) We wouldn't be there for whale migrations, and we wouldn't have expendable budgets for eating out or whatever else people with jobs do when they visit Orcas - dolphin tours? sailing? - but we knew this would still be something special.

It was even more special that this would be our last housesit for the foreseeable future. And because we were watching three pretty self-sufficient cats and our host was very generous in letting us stay a few days before and after her trip, we had plenty of time to explore the island.

Here are our top five recommendations whether you have a weekend or an entire season to explore this beautiful part of the world...

1. Take a hike. Moran State Park offers 38 miles of beautiful trails, several waterfalls, many lakes, and hundreds of ginormous mossy trees. Trails are flat, steep, windy, long, short - there's something for everyone.

Cascade Falls

how could I not?

Cold Springs trail

As the story goes, the land for Moran State Park was donated to Washington State in 1921 by former Seattle mayor and shipbuilder Robert Moran. In the early 1900s, at age 47 Moran was mentally and physically exhausted, and his doctors thought he would die of heart disease. Moran sold his business and chose Orcas Island as the place to live the last few months of his life... where he recovered and lived to the ripe old age of 86. A fine lesson for us all, eh?

Cavern Falls
 
 Mountain Lake loop

Daily passes are $10 so we invested in the $30 annual Washington State Park pass, and we definitely got our money's worth just from our visits to Moran State Park. I'm pretty sure we hiked almost all 38 miles and there's only a small stretch of steep trail underneath power lines that we wouldn't recommend (only because it's tediously boring compared to the other 37 park miles, but mountain bikers should totally check it out!).

And although Turtleback Mountain Preserve is much smaller, its 8 miles of hikes are truly stunning.

we can see Canada!
(or maybe the Olympics - it's easy to get turned around up there)

the most perfectly placed bench we've seen in three years

Turtleback's small parking areas, more remote location, and limit on group size (15 or more requires an advanced call to the Land Bank) all mean you’re far less likely to run into hordes of people on your hike, like you might in Moran. An added bonus for hikers is that bikes are only allowed on even calendar days, and horses on odd calendar days. These restrictions enhance your hiking experience while helping to preserve the land for future generations. And? It's free!

2. Grab a flight. No, not to another island - which you can easily do (if you're one of those people with jobs who visits Orcas). We're talking about an Island Hoppin' Brewery flight.

best partnered with a rainy day 
and a map to plan our upcoming road trip

Unique brews, lively atmosphere, friendly staff, board games at the tables for entertainment. (And yes, by the end of the flight we'd figured out our road trip plan. Managers, take note - beer gets stuff done.)

3. Eat local. There are lots of organic farms on the island and a Saturday farmer's market May-September, but we also recommend picking up some organic produce and grass-fed/free-range meats from Coffelt Farm. This particular farm was sold to the San Juan County Land Bank in 2011 and the nonprofit that now manages the farm works very hard to "demonstrate sustainable, island-scale agricultural practices, promote environmental stewardship, and provide opportunities for education and research, while honoring Orcas Island’s rural heritage" (direct quote from their mission statement). It's a really interesting model for modern agriculture.

The farm hosts events throughout the year as part of its educational component. During our stay on the island, we joined a free farm tour so that we could see the spring babies up close and personal...


four days old 

thirty minutes old

how now, baby brown cow

Coffelt Farm's market stand is open year-round, Tuesday-Saturday from 1-5pm. Products vary by season and availability, but they always have something good on hand. Tell Charly we said hi when you stop by!

4. Birdwatch. We're not birders by any means - the best identification we are routinely capable of is "LBB!" ("little brown bird!"); we'd rather enjoy coffee in our PJs than hit the trails at the crack of dawn to see a "lifer"; and our binoculars stink. But we do love birds, and over 100 species exist on Orcas Island.  

 pileated (aka "Woody") woodpecker

blue heron #1

blue heron #2
(they look so different with their necks stretched out)

plover (I think)

Supposedly there are puffins. We saw no puffins, but we did see bald and golden eagles, falcons, hawks, cormorants, ducks, and a hundred billion elusive American robins. And a few LBBs.

5. Enjoy the view. There will be days when the skies open up and the wind howls, and you just want to sit somewhere with a beer and watch Mother Nature unfold. There will be other days when the skies are so blue and the cove is so calm, and you just want to sit somewhere with a beer and ponder why all the driftwood on the beach doesn't wash away with the gentle but persistent tide.

Either way, the White Horse Pub offers draft pints at happy hour prices 3-6pm. We went a few times during our stay and were pleased to find that Island Hoppin' and Portland's own HUB were on their tap (as well as your usual mainstream beers).

$3 view

Can't vouch for the food there, but who cares? Do you see that view?

Speaking of food, things are a bit pricey on the island so we didn't eat out but we did enjoy a coffee and pastry from Brown Bear Baking (yum). We also gave tofu waffles a try (needs more experimentation but I love the concept), I discovered Alton Brown's waffle recipe (highly recommend!), and Patrick tried his hand at baking bread (he's a natural, my work here is done).

So yes, our last housesit for the foreseeable future could not have been more perfect.

Well, that's not completely true - the Orcas Island plan didn't really include east coast family emergencies, but as the wise Mike Tyson once said, "Everyone has a plan until they get punched in the mouth." Such is life. Patrick got several weeks of solo time during my mouth punch, which was good for him, and I got a beautiful retreat after an especially crappy start to 2016, which was good for me.

And we got to hang out in a lovely house (and sometimes, also a tiny house!) with three ridiculously sweet cats.

shy Ziggy

not-so-shy Oscar

fat Felix in his favorite pose

More photos of all of this here. We're definitely going out on a high note with this housesit...

Time for one last road trip as we round down this phase of our little three-year-and-counting adventure. Camping along the cold, rainy Pacific Northwest coast in February with the least amount of gear we've ever carried - what could possibly go wrong?

Friday, December 4, 2015

Friday five: Corvallis housesitting.

We finished our five-week housesit in Corvallis about two weeks ago. It was more of a farmsit, actually. This couple has about 40 chickens, ducks, and geese, as well as a large vegetable garden and orchard.

And also? They have THE BEST DOG IN THE WORLD.

Here are five things we did on this farmsit, in no particular order... except the first one which was definitely the most important (and the most enjoyable!).

1. We spent a lot of time with Danny.

also known as THE BEST DOG IN THE WORLD

Danny is a cancer survivor with an affection for sticks, boiled eggs, catching rambunctious chickens who flee the coop, and belly rubs. You can set your watch to her food schedule and if you happen to be a few minutes late, she'll tap dance around the kitchen and nose your hand to remind you. She's a fantastic watchdog with an abundance of energy. We loved dogsitting for her.

Our hosts lived near McDonald-Dunn Research Forest where Danny had her daily walk. This 11,250-acre forest of old- and new-growth trees is one of eight forests managed by Oregon State University's College of Forestry. Many of OSU's forests are used for instruction and research as well as fundraising from harvests. In addition to these uses, McDonald-Dunn Research Forest also offers an amazing network of trails for local residents to enjoy.

Our daily forest walks with Danny were our favorite part of the day. We tried new trails several times a week to keep things interesting during these five weeks of dog-walking. Still, we probably explored less than a quarter of the available paths! Other days, we rotated between a handful of favorites.

straight lines on the Intensive Management Trail

patiently waiting among the mossy trees

It was definitely the best way to experience autumn in Oregon.

We also took Danny out to the coast twice. We hadn't seen the Pacific ocean in forever and we weren't sure when we would have our next opportunity, so we took advantage of being within an hour's drive of Newport with a beach-loving dog.

we think she had a good time ...

... what do you think?

Danny's yawns are not as impressive as Ruby's and her fly-catching abilities pale in comparison to Rusty's, but this little lady really made an impression on us. She's absolutely adorable.

2. We tried to keep the chickens happy. It got cold, and then the rains started, and they were not very happy. But we tried.

half a day's haul

Despite valiant efforts to keep the coop clean and dry, three chooks died of natural causes on our watch. Three! They were three of the older ones in the bunch, but still, it was somewhat distressing (moreso for Patrick who had to bury them). At least the customers still got their eggs on a regular basis and all the ducks and geese survived.

3. We cooked and ate lots (and lots, and lots) of delicious food. Our hosts told us to help ourselves to the ample vegetable garden that was still thriving when we arrived. So we did.

dinner! (and breakfast!)

one day's harvest

eggplant-o-rama

peppers stuffed with sausage

eggplant tomato bake
(my new favorite comfort food)

With a surplus of eggs, we also enjoyed a lot of frittatas. (Sorry, cholesterol.) After much experimentation I've decided that anything that would be good on a pizza works in a frittata.

tomato, arugula, feta

tomato, spinach, parmesan

spinach, feta

And speaking of pizza! Our hosts had a few pizza stones, so Saturday night became homemade pizza night. Because why not?

olive and mushroom, sausage and pepper

sausage and pepper, goat cheese and sundried tomatoes and spinach, arugula pesto

sausage and bacon, mushroom, pesto and goat cheese

Our hosts also had a fancy industrial bread kneader and a wheat mill. I had lots of fun with those.

WANT.

challahback girl

Patrick's awesome cookies and 
the most beautiful bread I've ever made
(sadly, the second round didn't turn out as well)

4. We enjoyed the scenery around the farm. The weather was pretty mild for most of our stay so we kept busy in the garden and orchard as much as possible before the rains and shorter days hit.

the first of many

gorgeous hazy sunsets

we like tha moon

5. We caught up on some pop culture. Our hosts had an extensive music collection and library, so we read quite a bit and restocked our iTunes playlists. They also had Dish TV/Netflix and we were able to see what all the Master of None fuss was about, catch up on past seasons of Sherlock, watch hockey live (!), and enjoy episode after episode of Castle reruns during our many hours on their elliptical trainer. (Okay, maybe that last one was just me.)

Cholesterol aside, it was pretty perfect and we were really sad to leave. But it gave us lots of food for thought for our future farm house and property... Pretty sure a border collie/retriever mix and a fancy industrial bread kneader will be involved, but we'll pass on the geese.

Now we're in Canada for holidays. Because that's what normal people do - go north for the winter - right?