Silcox Hut – Mount Hood

Silcox Hut, Mount Hood, Oregon. photo © Tim LaBarge 2013

That’s not snow falling out of the January sky. Those are stars. Everywhere I looked, there were stars. Last Sunday night tucked in a little lodge up on Mount Hood, we celebrated a friend’s birthday. At 7,000 feet, we enjoyed meals, drinks and a fire. And while Silcox Hut itself is charming in its rustic,… Continue reading Silcox Hut – Mount Hood

Snapshots from the trail

Wildwood Trail, Forest Park

I still carry my little Canon camera each time I run, I’ve simply neglected to post images here. This little camera has brought me more joy than I predicted. I am usually excited to head out for run on some trail or another, but coming home with an image or two lets me relive it… Continue reading Snapshots from the trail

An early morning walk

I cursed, for sure. The stretch of time between closing my eyes and opening them again had been too brief. It was still very dark and at least one child was awake and the dog was squirming. I had expected to remain asleep, comforted by the drone of crashing waves, at least until I saw… Continue reading An early morning walk

PDXCROSS – On pause

cyclocross oregon

Each Monday, we’ve gotten several inquiries: Where are the pictures? It’s true, we have not updated the site with a gallery of images from the weekend’s cyclocross race as we have done the past four seasons. PDXCROSS is on hold, you might say. A few of the contributors moved away last year, a few are… Continue reading PDXCROSS – On pause

Life in the trees

San Juan Island, Washington I might have to start calling him Cosimo, after Italo Calvino’s character in The Baron in the Trees. Leo has been spending a lot of time in trees these days. It’s no doubt a quest for a little independence, a search for his own place, a spot to sit and think.… Continue reading Life in the trees

The Hills of San Juan Island

June 18, 2012. Above South Beach, San Juan Island, Washington June 18, 2012. South Beach, San Juan Island, Washington I shut the door of the van, turned and started running up a gradual hill. For just a split second, I thought I was in the rolling hills of northern Nebraska. But then the smell of… Continue reading The Hills of San Juan Island

Great Leaps of Time

Neskowin, Ore. I just realized that I’m still stunned by the incredible beauty of watching wave after wave crash into the powerful remnants of an ancient forest. Trees that stood tall, some say, 2000 years ago. Trees that collapsed into the ocean, perhaps, after an earthquake. Their torsos, their hips, their knees preserved by salt… Continue reading Great Leaps of Time

Shadowy Future

I just overheard the boys, now five and three, chatting in the bath. “Jack,” Leo said, “dinosaurs are dead. People have never, ever seen them alive.” Saturday, while on a little adventure in The Columbia River Gorge, we found ourselves face to face with a ten foot long sturgeon named Herman. He’s the freak show… Continue reading Shadowy Future

Cyclocross: Alpenrose

Well they turned out in droves today for the first Cross Crusade race at Alpenrose Dairy. They negotiated the parking lot first. Then the check in. And then the real race began… Riders ran up the famed staircase, sprinted through the old-timey townsite, crept along the off-camber grass, bounced through bumpy pastureland and they finished… Continue reading Cyclocross: Alpenrose