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Thursday, November 27, 2014

 
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Remember when I went to Morocco w/ Leeann? The same sort of opportunity came up for me to visit Melanesia, a place I never had on my lists of places to visit and couldn't have placed on a map if you had asked. We sailed on a converted Russian research vessel between 11 different islands, one of which almost killed me.

Travel rarely has a single satisfying moral or moment that wraps the whole trip up in a neat package. In fact, for me it often takes years to fully assimilate all the experience. But that's why I like it. For me, the whole journey, not the destination, really is the reward.

Here are my #sketchnotes from that trip:








Saturday, August 30, 2014

 
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my notes on the paper tablecloth from eastburn's grilled cheese invitational (which was prompted by an offensive yelp review which seems to mention abortion for no reason at all):



the cheese plate version was The Best. serin & i even ordered the eastburn's grilled cheese for a thorough comparison -- which wasn't anything worth writing home about, much less a weird yelp review.

but we ate too much. we had originally planned on getting ice cream afterwards, but we just walked around the neighborhood for a while, groaning.

Friday, August 29, 2014

 
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this has been a good year for writing, even if i'm not doing it here. i was published in bikes in space, i'm writing about my SP work, and i'm attempting to complete my mcmenamins passport project. i've even been updating nibbles in a new format.

Monday, April 07, 2014

 
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My hobby: finding day trips accessible via bike & bus combos. I went to Timberline today and it was perfect! Biked to the Gresham Transit Center, got on a bus to Sandy, got on a bus all the way to Timberline.

When I got there I played in the snow, explored a beautiful historic lodge, ate some lunch, curled up by a cozy fireplace to draw, then back home. A spectacularly sunny day.



Monday, September 23, 2013

 
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sven went to ottawa for the international animation festival. i went with him just to explore. it turns out ottawa is lovely! i brought my little folding brompton bike and it was such a good decision! ottawa has an incredible biking trail system and most of it was flat. i indulged several times in the canadian delicacy known as poutine. and when i got back, i began to learn french. :)

[day 1: flight & arrival]



[day2: exploring the rideau canal and rideau river trails]



[day 3: flat tire in the middle of nowhere]



[day 4: cross over into ontario]



[day 5: rainy day for shopping, museums & an artwalk]



[day 6: final bike ride]



[day 7: return to portland and receive a damaged bike]



[bonus: a general map of all the biking i did in ottawa]


i still wish i had a better way of digitizing my sketchbook.

Monday, September 09, 2013

 
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i was especially delighted to go to a short training in lebanon because i knew i would have plenty of time left to bike somewhere interesting. hence: silver falls state park! you can't actually bike around the trail of ten falls, but they have a little 4-mile path in its forested region, and then you can wander on these things called feet to the closest fall, south falls. the full ten-fall trail is over 8 miles, so if i return, i will want to arrive a lot earlier. but the south falls is beautiful!




silver falls was created after the columbia river basalt lava floods as the softer layers of sandstone beneath the basalt sheet eroded over time. i especially love the cliffs behind the falls. in fact, the trail is built so you practically have to crawl under them to get to the other side.



Wednesday, September 04, 2013

 
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when i work down in lebanon, i try to find a ride nearby to avoid the rush hour traffic i’ll find when i return to portland. one day when i found myself off work much earlier than expected, i took the opportunity to try the dorena lake loop down in cottage grove. the bike path runs parallel to the road for over 15 miles: i didn't have to ride on the road at all. (so technically i didn't do the loop: just an out-and-back.) i wish more places had paths like this!










on the way back i stopped at dutch brothers for a coffee drink because it was late and i had a 3-hour drive home. the girl working there said she had been up since 4 a.m. because her senior class has a neat tradition: they watched the sunrise together on the first day of school with the intent to watch the sunrise on the last day of school, too.