
Sunday, October 28: Image #304

Saturday, October 27: Image #303
Friday, October 26: Image #302
Thursday, October 25: Image #301
One of our Chief Petty Officers had a tragic brain aneurysm about two weeks ago. His funeral was last week in Missouri, and had a memorial service today at the Chapel on base. Rest in Peace, AWCS Ethington.
I finally got caught up from California, and it is time to leave again! We fly to DC tomorrow for several days of house hunting.

Saturday, October 20: Image #296


"God speaks to men and women in the clouds on the mountaintops, in the roaring of the torrents, in the stark awfulness of the cliffs, in the dazzling splendor of the unmelting snow, in the sun that splashes the west with blood, in the wind that strips the trees bare. Nature lives by the breath of his omnipotence."
Thursday, October 18: Image #294

Today is Ginger's birthday, and also the birthday of one
of our friends here in Jacksonville, Kristen. We celebrated with dinner, a wonderful cake, and a rousing game of Cataan. Out of pity, we let Ginger win the last game!
Tuesday, October 16: Image #292
Friday, October 12: Image #288

Thursday, October 11: Image #287
Wednesday, October 10: Image #286
Sunday, October 7: California Trip Day #12


The newlyweds, Kate & Dustin---just because I know he's waiting to see his picture.
Saturday, October 6: California Trip Day #11
Several of our female friends at the local coffee spot.

Top: Ruth, Christel, Lana, Tiffany, Holly
Bottom: Ginger, Chris, Amy
Thursday, October 4: California Trip Day #9
Back from the Whitney and our trip into the High Sierra, we spent the rest of our time in the Oakhurst/Bass Lake area making the social circuit. We feel very blessed to still have significant relationships in the mountain community, and the next few days will show some of those relationships.
Christel, Ginger & Kellli.
With all three of their children grown and out of the house, our good friends Tony & Christel have an empty nest. They were very gracious and allowed us to stay with them at their house for several days.
Wednesday, October 3: California Trip Day #8

On the way out of the High Sierra, we made a quick detour to Shat's Bakery to pick up a loaf of garlic-Cheese Bread (astute followers of this blog will recognize that name from May 30.)
Monday, October 1: California Trip Day #6
After sleeping in a bit on Monday morning, we drove up to Bishop. After a quick trip to Von's, we drove up Highway 168 to the South Lake Trailhead and hiked north towards Bishop Pass. We were meeting our friends Julie & Sylvan, who were hiking the John Muir Trail. We packed in their last week or so worth of food, and spent a couple days up in the High Sierra with our good friends. 

Ginger taking in the view from Saddlerock Lake.
Sunday, September 30: California Trip Day #5
I wound up riding with 3 others---Tom, the Executive Director of Summit; Jair, the Marketing director and a friend from Colorado, Jeff. We put in a respectable time and finished the 136 miles at 1:18 AM...just under 11 hours. More importantly, we raised almost $18,000 between the four of us. As of this writing, Summit has raised over $82,000 for the work of the organization!

Here we are being recognized as the top Fundraising Team (Jeff, Tom, myself & Jair).
Saturday, September 29: California Trip Day #4
The day finally arrived. After a lot of letters, a few phone calls, a plane ride and lots of time on the bike, it was time for the 26th Whitney Classic.

The weather was unusually mild. At the start, at 3:00 PM in Death Valley, it was only 89 degrees. Of course, mild weather at the start always equals cold weather at the finish--in the teens up on Whitney Portal. According to some people who headed up the mountain, there were drifts up to four feet deep.

Here an image that Ginger took- it shows four riders climbing a small hill only 5 or 6 miles from the start. Badwater---the lowest part of Death Valley--is off in the distance on the right side, at the base of the small ridge. As the picture clearly shows, the last rider (Ken) is picking himself up off the ground. The four riders were riding in a close pack to conserve energy and when his front wheel rubbed someone's back wheel, he went horizontal. A torn jersey, some blood, and minor medical care later, he was back and finished the ride in the wee hours of the morning.
Friday, September 28: California Trip Day #3

Many of you know Denise. She and her husband Michael (and three kiddos) were former neighbors and housemates in years past. Michael is a photographer, and they went over to document the Whitney. You can find some of Denise's thoughts about the Whitney here.
In this picture, Denise is being very generous and making a contribution to my Whitney fundraising effort (by the way, I raised just over $7,000 for this ride!!). I took another picture that she liked better, but she has such a cheerful look on her face in this image. After all, God loves a cheerful giver.
Here's a second photo that I liked---the soft sunset over the Alabama Hills, looking towards the Sierra. That's Whitney, smack dab in the middle with a hint of snow on the right side. Lone Pine Peak is in the forefront on the left side, and looks bigger since it is much closer than Whitney.

Thursday, September 27: California Trip Day #2
First, Ginger is on the Board of Directors for Summit Adventure, and it was time for their fall Board meeting.
Second, I was riding in the Whitney Classic.
Third, we try to take advantage of any opportunity to get back to the Oakhurst/Bass Lake area where we lived for 7 years. We love the area and the people, and miss them greatly.
Today we helped load all the supplies and equipment into the trucks in preparation for the trip to the east side of the Sierra on Friday.
Wednesday, September 26: California Trip Day #1
I'm back from California, and will need to play catch-up for the next few days.

After a half day of work, we flew into Fresno where our friend Kelli picked us up. Kelli's car runs fine, but for some reason, the speedometer has a mind of its own. According to the speedometer, we hit 120 mph sitting still at the red light.
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