<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519</id><updated>2012-01-23T19:43:28.727-08:00</updated><category term='Misty'/><category term='Wedding'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='Joshua Tree'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Date'/><category term='Indian Creek'/><category term='The Muir Woods'/><category term='Winter'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='Zions'/><category term='Oregon'/><category term='Jones Soda'/><category term='Snowman'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='The Wind Rivers'/><category term='OHSU'/><category term='crafts'/><category term='tradition'/><category term='Climb'/><category term='Las Vegas'/><category term='Baby'/><category term='hike'/><category term='Dessert'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Little Cottonwood'/><category term='Yosemite'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Anniversary'/><category term='New Years'/><category term='Pete'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='Spring Break'/><category term='hot springs'/><category term='The Fisher Towers'/><category term='The City of Rocks'/><category term='School'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>Pete &amp; Sandy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>133</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-240891887197427226</id><published>2012-01-22T15:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T21:14:50.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberry Cream Crumble</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;One of my new years resolutions was to start working on a cookbook of all my favorite foods.  I'm not sure what I am going to call it yet.  Right now I'm leaning towards, Confessions of  a Picky Eater or I Like Left Overs.  I'm sure I'll change my mind a hundred times before I get around to printing it.  Anyway, I've decided to make and photograph one new recipe for my cookbook each month.  This month I'm going with a long time favorite....(that I picked up from my cousin Eden) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;STRAWBERRY CREAM CRUMBLE  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FBi_aleohjk/Txyl9C6CnPI/AAAAAAAABrU/6p2dfhkwyDc/s1600/scc-crop.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FBi_aleohjk/Txyl9C6CnPI/AAAAAAAABrU/6p2dfhkwyDc/s400/scc-crop.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700613696515120370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Crust&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-2 cups flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-1/2 cup brown sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-1/2 cup softened butter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mix flour, brown sugar, and butter in a mixing bowl.  Pat mixture down into a 9X13 pan.  Bake at 350 for 15-20 minutes.  Crumble!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Filling&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-8oz package of cream cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-2 cups heavy cream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-1 cup powdered sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-2 tsp vanilla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whip the heavy cream and blend in the powdered sugar and vanilla.  In a separate bowl beat the softened cream cheese until smooth.  Mix the whip cream into the cream cheese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Topping&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Package of Danish Dessert&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-4 cups sliced strawberries &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-2 cups cold water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stir content of Danish Dessert package into 2 cups cold water in a medium sauce pan.  Bring to a full boil.  Boil 1 minute, stirring constantly.  Cool slightly then fold in the strawberries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Layer it&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crust on the bottom, then filling, then topping. Chill 4 hours and then serve.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Makes 12 large servings :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oO-L31dbsJg/Txyice0vMiI/AAAAAAAABq8/qyAi_uLsSS8/s1600/2%2B2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oO-L31dbsJg/Txyice0vMiI/AAAAAAAABq8/qyAi_uLsSS8/s400/2%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700609838538502690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nutritional Info..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming soon (Pete's New Year Resolution Goal!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-240891887197427226?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/240891887197427226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=240891887197427226' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/240891887197427226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/240891887197427226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2012/01/strawberry-cream-crumble.html' title='Strawberry Cream Crumble'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FBi_aleohjk/Txyl9C6CnPI/AAAAAAAABrU/6p2dfhkwyDc/s72-c/scc-crop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-7994827091403084323</id><published>2012-01-01T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T16:22:31.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Htz8x2gRA5I/TwDrFykcFMI/AAAAAAAABqk/X5gnAa89SZE/s1600/New%2BYears%2BEve.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 72px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Htz8x2gRA5I/TwDrFykcFMI/AAAAAAAABqk/X5gnAa89SZE/s400/New%2BYears%2BEve.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692808413702788290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy New Year!  I can't believe it's already 2012.  2011 was full of fun, adventures, and a lot of learning.  Here's to hoping 2012 will be the same.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Sandy's Biggest Accomplishment of 2011:  Landed a job at Salem Dermatology&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Pete's Biggest Accomplishment of 2011: Climbed El Cap in under 24 hours and climbed 5.13&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sandy's New Year Resolutions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Participate in the Dirty Dash and/or Muddy Buddy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Give Surfing in Oregon a try &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Start my own Cookbook &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Get back to climbing 5.11's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pete's New Years Resolutions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Climb Astroman in Yosemite and climb 8a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Learn how to play the guitar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Get in shape/Eat better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Add nutritional facts to Sandy's Cookbook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(photo: goofing around in a photo booth on New Years Eve)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-7994827091403084323?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/7994827091403084323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=7994827091403084323' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/7994827091403084323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/7994827091403084323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2012/01/how-time-flies.html' title='2012'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Htz8x2gRA5I/TwDrFykcFMI/AAAAAAAABqk/X5gnAa89SZE/s72-c/New%2BYears%2BEve.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-2854748628854498264</id><published>2011-12-13T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T20:19:41.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 13 Days of Sandy's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was just joking on Nov 30th when I told Pete that the next day was the beginning of the 13 day's of Sandy's Birthday which is immediately followed by the 12 days of Christmas.  But he took me seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 399px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZkVlDt5_NYk/Tu61xldSRMI/AAAAAAAABqA/OB2YiB6q6xg/s400/13%2BDays.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687683242888676546" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the 1st day of Sandy's Birthday her true love made for her a Thermos of Hot Chocolate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the 2nd day of Sandy's Birthday her true love gave to her a Bag of Mini Reese's Peanut Butter Cups.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the 3rd Day of Sandy's Birthday her true love made for her Fried Potatoes and a Dipping Egg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the 4th Day of Sandy's Birthday her true love made for her French Toast with Whipped Cream and Raspberries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the 5th Day of Sandy's Birthday her true love gave to her a Pack of Fig Newtons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the 6th Day of Sandy's Birthday her true love bought for her Chèvre and a Salame Stick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the 7th Day of Sandy's Birthday her true love gave to her Rainbow Chip Frosting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the 8th Day of Sandy's Birthday her true love gave to her a Big Pack of Hand Warmers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the 9th Day of Sandy's Birthday her true love bought for her a Prana Scarf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the 10th Day of Sandy's Birthday her true love made for her Crepes with all her Favorite Toppings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the 11th Day of Sandy's Birthday her true love took her to Breakfast at Little T's and on a Hike in the Columbia River Gorge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the 12th Day of Sandy's Birthday her true love bought for her some Awesome Black Yarn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the 13th Day of Sandy's Birthday her true love took her to her Favorite Restaurant, Ken's Artisan Pizza and gave her a Ridiculously Warm Down Jacket that she absolutely loves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-53SPkcpQg_Q/Tu65hstxK9I/AAAAAAAABqM/7OUmC6SlVJ4/s400/13th.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687687368005462994" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And yes, just in case you were wondering, Pete did sing to me as I got my new treat for each day. What a wonderful Birthday. What a Wonderful Husband!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-2854748628854498264?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/2854748628854498264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=2854748628854498264' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/2854748628854498264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/2854748628854498264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2011/12/13-days-of-sandys-birthday.html' title='The 13 Days of Sandy&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZkVlDt5_NYk/Tu61xldSRMI/AAAAAAAABqA/OB2YiB6q6xg/s72-c/13%2BDays.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-3873156560031293772</id><published>2011-12-11T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T17:37:39.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Beanie For Pete</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love making things, especially a good beanie.  I just finished working on a new beanie for Pete and I think it turned out rad!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--ICIJddARB8/TuVX8Me_7GI/AAAAAAAABp0/4ikMn8J7XYs/s400/Beanie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685046796280130658" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This weekend we put it to the test with a short but cold hike to Elowah Falls and Pete said it worked great!  I think he looks great in it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-3873156560031293772?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/3873156560031293772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=3873156560031293772' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/3873156560031293772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/3873156560031293772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-beanie-for-pete.html' title='A New Beanie For Pete'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--ICIJddARB8/TuVX8Me_7GI/AAAAAAAABp0/4ikMn8J7XYs/s72-c/Beanie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-1591934843369856467</id><published>2011-10-31T06:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T06:19:42.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pump-Kin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Happy Halloween....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669643173651136754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w5PuRrqgLYQ/Tq6ebWixwPI/AAAAAAAABpo/JgUDBv0zZuY/s400/IMG_4773_1.jpg" /&gt;....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669642928365793970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-faZvBKHKTOU/Tq6eNEyMcrI/AAAAAAAABpc/hRO9YZZbmO8/s400/IMG_4788_1.jpg" /&gt;....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669642724863384850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1LvemJ1u1PI/Tq6eBOrcHRI/AAAAAAAABpQ/E94ddb6sP5I/s400/IMG_4800_1.jpg" /&gt;....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669642516200089538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MDwRtVNJCpA/Tq6d1FWO58I/AAAAAAAABpE/fceN8hczyjw/s400/IMG_4856_1.jpg" /&gt;.... &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669642277163814530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qvq8JVC5Bgk/Tq6dnK3izoI/AAAAAAAABo4/WgWc8NoyNF4/s400/IMG_4865_1.jpg" /&gt;I love a good family tradition and this is one I look forward to all year long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-1591934843369856467?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/1591934843369856467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=1591934843369856467' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/1591934843369856467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/1591934843369856467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2011/10/pump-kin.html' title='Pump-Kin'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w5PuRrqgLYQ/Tq6ebWixwPI/AAAAAAAABpo/JgUDBv0zZuY/s72-c/IMG_4773_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-2150507425463073344</id><published>2011-10-09T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T10:40:39.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nehalem Bay Crabbing</title><content type='html'>Pete and I had so much fun crabbing last year that we decided we needed to go again this year.  Ben came out for the weekend and the 3 of us spent Saturday on a tiny little boat out in Nehalem Bay crabbing. We had a blast!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yZiE1yDEyjs/TpG-cuenMwI/AAAAAAAABok/CK3MRVHtm4Y/s1600/IMG_4758_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yZiE1yDEyjs/TpG-cuenMwI/AAAAAAAABok/CK3MRVHtm4Y/s400/IMG_4758_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661515607303467778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We rented 4 crab rings and were busy all morning motoring from one ring to the next and hauling up our catch.  By the end of our crabbing adventure we had brought in 21 Dungeness Crab large enough to keep.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-djtiJ-8mp88/TpG-Dz7WGaI/AAAAAAAABoU/MtrzT20Iz6E/s1600/IMG_4760_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-djtiJ-8mp88/TpG-Dz7WGaI/AAAAAAAABoU/MtrzT20Iz6E/s400/IMG_4760_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661515179269429666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Needless to say our lunch that day was delicious.  Last year we only caught red rock crabs which were still tasty but a lot more work to eat because they are so small.  I have a feeling crabbing is turning into one of our yearly family traditions.  I love it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-2150507425463073344?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/2150507425463073344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=2150507425463073344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/2150507425463073344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/2150507425463073344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2011/10/nehalem-bay-crabbing.html' title='Nehalem Bay Crabbing'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yZiE1yDEyjs/TpG-cuenMwI/AAAAAAAABok/CK3MRVHtm4Y/s72-c/IMG_4758_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-4112121058056065398</id><published>2011-10-03T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T20:00:45.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Climbing Update</title><content type='html'>I've been very lucky to have some amazing climbing trips this summer. Thanks for being so supportive Sandy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;North Cascades &amp;amp; Index&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend of September 10 to 11 I went to the North Cascades and Index Washington with my friend Trevor. This was my final chance to prepare mentally for Yosemite (i.e. get my trad head in gear) and to get a brief intro to aid climbing. Our first objective was the Liberty Crack on the Liberty Bell near Washington Pass in the North Cascades. The route goes up the middle of a 1,200 foot granite face with a few pitches of aid climbing before transitioning into easier free climbing in the 5.10 and below range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659895377044254962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LEPuYRVn6SA/Tov826aZMPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/7lRRI44enuE/s320/IMG_1291.JPG" /&gt;The Liberty Bell is the large spire on the right. In typical style we didn't leave Portland until about 7:30 p.m. on Friday night, which meant that we didn't get to Washington Pass until 2:30 a.m. We had heard that many climbers fix the first 3 pitches the day before so we wanted to get an early start to ensure that we were the first on the wall and ahead of any slower parties, so we got up around 4:30 a.m. and we got to the base of the wall just after first light. Luckily we just beat a slow party to the base of the wall who had fixed the first couple of pitches. We had great weather and the climbing was very fun, with the exception of one pitch that involved climbing over and belaying on a completely rotten block that had the consistency of popcorn (scary). We topped out around 3:00 p.m. and had great views of the entire North Cascades Range. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659894884380126722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fq49OqqWixc/Tov8aPGHLgI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/BOIXn8nJTc8/s320/IMG_1260.JPG" /&gt;Trevor aid climbing the Lithuanian Lip on pitch 2 of the Liberty Crack. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659894646288842162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dVvJaJB_GmY/Tov8MYIufbI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ZY9QwkImMio/s320/IMG_1287.JPG" /&gt;Trevor and I on the summit of the Liberty Bell. The next day we drove down to Index, WA to do some cragging. I was good to get some last minute mileage on granite before my Yosemite trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yosemite &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend, Pump-Master Jake, recently graduated from law school and moved from Portland to Boulder. He suggested that we plan a weeklong trip to Yosemite this fall after he took the Bar as a graduation present for him. Our goal was to climb two of the biggest walls in the valley in a push: The Nose on El Cap and the NW Regular Face on Half Dome. I left Tuesday (9/20) night and drove down from Portland to Sacramento Airport where I picked up Jake on Wednesday (9/21) morning and we continued on to Yosemite. Our original plan was to hike up the "Death Slabs" approach to Half Dome the first afternoon in the valley and climb the NW Regular Face of Half Dome the next day, but as we were packing and racking up for the hike to the base it started to rain pretty hard. This freaked us out, especially since the weather reports we had been looking at showed a 0% chance of rain all week. We decided to postpone our attempt of Half Dome and settled for a very quick evening assent of the Nutcracker. The next day (Thursday 9/22) we decided to do a test run up to the first bivy ledge on the Nose, the most prominent route up El Capitan. The first bivy ledge is located at pitch 11 of 31 and seemed like a good gage to see if it was possible for us to complete the route in a day. We ended up taking much longer than we had hoped, not to mention we got scorched by the sun all day (without sun screen and sufficient water). After this first experience on the Nose we decided that we would not attempt the route this trip and we would focus our efforts on Half Dome and shorter free routes. We were pretty worked and rested most of the day Friday (9/23) and started the approach up the "Death Slabs" to the base of Half Dome that afternoon.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C5nEn0gdIjQ/ToqHZ-4qEgI/AAAAAAAAAKo/sWG2OYwsr6U/s1600/IMG_1350.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659894227866596450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C-5PX7Zs284/Tov70BZFtGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Fj-O7_gJz_g/s320/IMG_1350.JPG" /&gt;Here I am ascending a fixed line on the "Death Slabs" approach to Half Dome with the 2,000+ foot NW face of Half Dome in the background. The "Death Slabs" approach is one of the most horrendous hikes I have ever done. I had imagined that they would be scary due to the name, but the hike wasn't too scary and in reality the "death" in the name must refer to death by overexertion. We started climbing Half Dome at 7:00 a.m. on Saturday (9/24). The first several pitches were very casual and fun. Jake and I swapped leads on every pitch and were free/French free climbing every pitch. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659893840959745058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rSxIEJiKiwU/Tov7dgDTrCI/AAAAAAAAALo/gP8KdhfJU48/s320/IMG_1392.JPG" /&gt;Here I am on the belay ledge at the top of pitch 7 with the valley in the background. We continued to cruise the route until it started to rain while Jake was climbing the chimneys starting at pitch 13. Before long we were caught in a full on thunder/hail storm. I was belaying at the base of the chimneys which acted like a vertical river dumping water directly on my head. I had made the big mistake of leaving my rain jacket back at the car and wearing a cotton T-shirt so soon I was completely drenched and freezing. Luckily Jake found a Patagonia jacket in the chimney which helped keep him a little warmer. The thunderstorm ended up lasting about 4 hours. Since we didn't have a good spot to stop and were freezing we just continued to climb which became more difficult due to the wet rock, and we started to move much slower. Eventually we made it to a big ledge on pitch 17 and the sun came out for a little bit before sunset. This was key as it gave us an opportunity to dry out a little bit before we needed to start climbing in the dark and it started to get colder. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659893315226852274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GXmCIG1zja4/Tov6-5i0W7I/AAAAAAAAALY/7qRCtKD3QGI/s320/IMG_1394.JPG" /&gt;Here's the thunderstorm in the distance. We ended up topping out on the climb at around 11:00 p.m. We were a little bummed since we climbed the most famous pitch, "the Thank God Ledge," in the dark and didn't get to experience the the position in the daylight - it is actually much less scary to climb in the dark since you can't see how far up you really are. When we were on the last pitch we heard some of the craziest rock fall either of us had ever heard, it lasted about 30 seconds and sounded like a fighter jet was circling half dome, we never found out where it occurred, but it was definitely a spooky experience to be on the side of a wet big wall while a major rock fall is occurring somewhere close. We ended up hiking off the top of Half Dome and stumbling our way back to camp at the base of the wall and bivying for the night. The next day (Sunday 9/25) we woke up late and slowly worked our way back down the "Death Slabs" to enjoy another rest day in the valley. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Yosemite Facelift had been going on all week which made getting a campsite at Camp 4 very difficult up to this point so we had just been sleeping in the forest near Curry Village. This can definitely start to wear on you since you have to pack up every morning and eat around a random bear box in a parking lot. The last day of the facelift was Sunday so we got up very early Monday (9/26) morning and stood in line to make sure we got a campsite at Camp 4. Once we got settled at Camp 4 we decided that we would take a semi-rest day and would climb a couple of moderate free routes. We started off the day trying to get on Serenity Crack and Sons of Yesterday but ended up abandoning that plan after waiting at the base for an hour or so for some very slow parties to clear out. We then headed over to the Middle Cathedral Rock to climb the Central Pillar of Frenzy, but this climb was also very busy with very slow parties. Eventually we got on Frenzy, but only ended up climbing the first 3 pitches. The Middle Cathedral is directly across the valley from El Capitan and is home to some of the best views of the Nose, after climbing Frenzy and being awe struck by the beauty of Nose we made the crazy decision that we had to climb that route during this trip, regardless of how slow we may be. We decided that we would climb the Rostrum on Tuesday (9/27), rest on Wednesday (9/28) and climb the Nose on Thursday (9/29). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Rostrum is one of the most famous hard free routes in the valley (second only to Astroman). It is a very steep and sustained 8 pitch route with almost every pitch being harder than 5.10 with several 5.11 pitches. It ended up being an amazing climb where I was able to climb all of the hard pitches clean (on lead or following), I ended up falling on the last pitch by getting completely off route on a very easy yet strange move, oh well. It was still one of the most amazing days climbing I have ever had. One of the highlights was leading a 5.10a off-width (the crux for me), which ended up taking me over an hour to climb. At one point I was grunting and struggling for 15 min and Jake said the rope only moved a few inches up. Next time I'm in the valley, I need to practice climbing wide cracks. Once at the top we ran into Alex Honnold (free-solo climber), it was fun to talk about all of the routes he had free soloed, including the NW Regular Face of Half Dome and the Rostrum. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659893602196349682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lvJ8xUIdfzA/Tov7PmlrYvI/AAAAAAAAALg/QyUtq2dj7ls/s320/IMG_1411.JPG" /&gt;Jake leading one of the amazing hand crack pitches on the Rostrum. The next day (Wednesday 9/28) we rested up for our attempt of the Nose the following day. The original plan was to start the route at 12:00 midnight and try to finish before midnight the next day, but neither of us could sleep during the day so in the afternoon after virtually no sleep all day we decided to start the route earlier so that we could get it over with. We ended starting the Nose at 8:45 p.m. on Wednesday (9/28). We decided to break the climb up into large blocks to enable the leader to stay in leading mode and the follower to stay in jugging mode so that we would be more efficient. I got the first block from the base to El Cap Tower on pitch 14. The climbing started out with us making good time and getting to the top of Dolt Tower (pitch 11) in a little over 5 hours (we shaved more than an hour off our previous attempt). The daily high temperature was going to be in the high 80's and since El Cap is south facing we wanted to get as much climbing done as possible in the cool of the night. Climbing at night is actually much more enjoyable than I had imagined, the only bummer is that you can't tell how high up you are or how far away your last piece of gear is so the exposure is less dramatic. I lead the Stove Legs cracks in the dark without realizing that I had only placed a few pieces of gear on each 200+ long pitch (I would never do this in the daylight!). We swapped leads after pitch 14 and Jake lead the famous Texas Flake, Boot Flake, King Swing, and Great Roof pitches. We started to climb in the daylight just as Jake was completing the King Swing. We started to slow down a bit after the King Swing because I am very slow at jugging (sorry Jake). Something about jugging, especially traversing pitches, really freaks me out. But Jake continued to do great and lead some of the hardest pitches on the route despite being in the full sun. We didn't want to weigh ourselves down too much so we decided to only take about 6.5 liters of water. Luckily there was water stashed low on the route, but at that point we were still climbing in the cool of the night, so we definitely started to get dehydrated climbing in the sun. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659893085951470002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uGssNBJ_FmA/Tov6xjbTqbI/AAAAAAAAALQ/lw6F65IlmXI/s320/IMG_1439.JPG" /&gt;Here I am somewhere high on the route thirsty and ready to fall asleep. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659892640807010290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g-BUzXZPlUk/Tov6XpImP_I/AAAAAAAAALA/PzjXDW0gqh0/s320/IMG_8736.JPG" /&gt;Tom from the El Cap Report took this photo of Jake leading the Pancake Flake pitch and me belaying with the Great Roof to my left. We ended up swapping leads a final time at Camp V (pitch 24) so that I could lead the remaining pitches. At this point it was looking like it would be close whether or not we would be able to finish in a day. Luckily the upper pitches were more straight forward and I was able to French free most of them. The exposure near the top of the route gets pretty crazy as the rock gradually gets steeper and steeper. For me, the exposure climaxed at the Changing Corners (pitch 27) where I was belaying from a hanging stance and was watching Jake jug with almost 3,000 feet of air below as the rope was crossing across a very sharp corner. I had the irrational thought that the rope could get cut on the sharp corner, Jake would fall, and I would be stuck on the wall with only a few feet of rope. Thankfully this didn't happen and we were totally safe all the way to the top. We ended up topping out at 8:05 p.m. on Thursday (9/29), 23 hours and 20 minutes after we started and just within our goal of climbing the Nose in a day! This may not be super impressive since the speed record for the Nose is just over 2 hours, but we felt a very big sense of accomplishment since it takes most parties about 3 days to complete the route.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qj7Gpf7SCkM/ToqGkmlwyFI/AAAAAAAAAJw/vJ1QcsdYOCE/s1600/IMG_1449.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659892881184683218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tC0xZB8n5m4/Tov6lonGdNI/AAAAAAAAALI/bALuFVy1_FQ/s320/IMG_1449.JPG" /&gt;Jake jugging like a machine with 3,000 feet of air below. We had hoped to top out on El Cap in the daylight so that we could descend the East Ledges (an exposed route back down the valley via a series of gullies and rappels), but since it was dark, descending that route was out of the question. We ended up meeting a couple of climbers at the top who had built a campfire and we decided to spend the night on top and to descend the East Ledges the next day. Even with a campfire next to us, we ended up freezing after trying to sleep for a few hours (we didn't have sleeping bags and the weather is significantly colder at the top of El Cap). Since neither of us could sleep we decided to hike back to the valley floor via the long unexposed 8 mile hike down the Yosemite Falls trail. In order to save weight during the climb, Jake and I had only brought one pair of approach shoes for jugging and I had brought a pair of flip flops for the decent. This meant that I had to hike 8 miles in the middle of the night wearing my flip flops (my feet are still bruised and sore almost a week later!). We ended up getting back to our campsite at Camp 4 around 5 a.m. on Friday (9/30) morning, roughly 46 hours since I had any sort of decent sleep, talk about a marathon day! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After climbing the Nose there was no question that we were completely done climbing so after sleeping in we packed up and headed down to stay the night at Sandy's mom's place in Antioch. I feel bad that we couldn't visit any of her family, but we were complete zombies, after eating roughly 8000 calories I had one of the best nights of sleep I have ever had. All in all, our trip to Yosemite was one of the most successful climbing trips I have ever had, we were able to climb everything we planned on climbing in the style that we wanted... can't wait till next year! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-4112121058056065398?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/4112121058056065398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=4112121058056065398' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/4112121058056065398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/4112121058056065398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2011/10/climbing-update.html' title='Climbing Update'/><author><name>Pete</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05598438439907363980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wwpf31cqb3A/SCXW0OBGVHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6cD3gh8ExaY/S220/P%26S-HM0072.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LEPuYRVn6SA/Tov826aZMPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/7lRRI44enuE/s72-c/IMG_1291.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-2605780151453983212</id><published>2011-09-18T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T19:56:57.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Oregon</title><content type='html'>Have I ever mentioned that I absolutely love Oregon. The longer I live here the more I love it! This place is just filled with beauty. Yesterday Pete and I hiked along the Eagle Creek Trail back to Tunnel Falls. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653763909264030754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KkBq_0MSUFk/TnY0Ug-bPCI/AAAAAAAABnk/PQnFyheiTpo/s400/_MG_4684_1.jpg" /&gt;We had a wonderful time! The hike passes 5 water falls. My favorites were...Punch Bowel Falls which has an awesome swimming hole at it's base. (We'll have to go back on a hot day some time and go for a swim.) &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653763715648600818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ao-x_km6mJc/TnY0JPs6OvI/AAAAAAAABnc/inuhs15yc0k/s400/_MG_4680_1.jpg" /&gt; Tenas Falls&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653767297110269586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-34ad3Kkw0FA/TnY3Ztr6XpI/AAAAAAAABns/SHGo14twgBw/s400/IMG_1292.jpg" /&gt; And Tunnel Falls where they literally tunneled behind the falls. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653767733593105026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mPss5oE0mr8/TnY3zHth4oI/AAAAAAAABn0/p0OK0PRsd10/s400/IMG_1309.jpg" /&gt;(I couldn't fit all of Tunnel Falls into one photo, so here is my best photoshop attempt at combining 2 photos) &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 167px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653759415210698306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PxiA3FtdNtI/TnYwO7UnZkI/AAAAAAAABnU/Ka0rAI2KLEo/s400/tunnel%2Bfalls.jpg" /&gt;After hiking nearly 13 miles I hurt all over and Pete had a few aches of his own but we couldn't resist the delicious blackberries scattered along the trail head. We stayed an extra 30 minutes or so to pick blackberries in the rain. I'm glad we did because the French Toast and Blackberry Breakfast Pete made for me this morning was out of this world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-2605780151453983212?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/2605780151453983212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=2605780151453983212' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/2605780151453983212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/2605780151453983212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-love-oregon.html' title='I Love Oregon'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KkBq_0MSUFk/TnY0Ug-bPCI/AAAAAAAABnk/PQnFyheiTpo/s72-c/_MG_4684_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-3553414269220982516</id><published>2011-09-18T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T19:56:29.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swifts</title><content type='html'>Each year Vaux's Swifts migrate south to Central America and Venezuela. Along their way many stop in Portland to hang our for a month or so. The Chapman School chimney in Northwest Porthland houses the largest known roost of migrating Swifts in the world! So many swifts set up camp in the Chapman Chimney that they have had to add support cables to make it structurally sound. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653849718875533442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JZi5xWBFdTg/TnaCXSsEsII/AAAAAAAABoM/P2c3T-833Tg/s400/IMG_4629_1.jpg" /&gt;Each nigh around sunset thousands of Swifts gather and circle the chimney before crowding in for the night. Thousands of Portlanders also gather on the lawn to watch. It was quite the event. Pete and I packed a little picnic and had a great time bird/people watching. We sat at the top of a little hill were there were over 70 little kids (yes, I attempted to count them) sliding down the side on card board boxes. The hill was not large enough for 70 kids so there were a lot of collisions but for the most part everyone seemed to be having a blast and we thoroughly enjoyed watching. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653849548610880946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2LJ5Tw_HFl0/TnaCNYZ0RbI/AAAAAAAABoE/BXaWbX1RcAI/s400/IMG_4623_1.jpg" /&gt;As the sun began to set more and more Swifts started circling the chimney. It was really neat to watch. They circled for a while andd then in unisen began to swarm into the chimney. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653849359683640338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mNDoCdURRew/TnaCCYmDXBI/AAAAAAAABn8/gEn_3oG10Oo/s400/IMG_4652_1.jpg" /&gt;At one point a hawk, which must have been hiding nearby swooped in for the kill and scattered all of the swifts. Everyone booed at the hawk. I guess he makes an apperance each night to grab some dinner and each night the crowed booes. It was very entertaining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-3553414269220982516?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/3553414269220982516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=3553414269220982516' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/3553414269220982516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/3553414269220982516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2011/09/swifts.html' title='Swifts'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JZi5xWBFdTg/TnaCXSsEsII/AAAAAAAABoM/P2c3T-833Tg/s72-c/IMG_4629_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-7605043611039394056</id><published>2011-09-15T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T20:48:42.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Finlinson #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Congratulations Misty, Wade, Ford &amp;amp; Dock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_u-CsW3NKZY/TnLFi7szR-I/AAAAAAAABnE/OYfQ9dtAZSc/s1600/Coast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_u-CsW3NKZY/TnLFi7szR-I/AAAAAAAABnE/OYfQ9dtAZSc/s400/Coast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652797686235219938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby Finlinson #3 has finally arrived.  He was born early this morning.  His name is Coast Viera Finlinson.  I am headed out to the Bay Area next week and I can't wait to meet this little man and see the other 2 little rascals too.  I love my family :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-7605043611039394056?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/7605043611039394056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=7605043611039394056' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/7605043611039394056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/7605043611039394056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2011/09/baby-finlinson-3.html' title='Baby Finlinson #3'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_u-CsW3NKZY/TnLFi7szR-I/AAAAAAAABnE/OYfQ9dtAZSc/s72-c/Coast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-5907565900687041986</id><published>2011-09-06T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T22:35:20.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Devil's Tower</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A few years back Pete and I made a list of 30 "classic climbs" that we wanted to do over the next few years.  Two of the climbs on our list were on Devil's Tower so we decided to head out over the Labor Day weekend. &lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649445007218910450" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XpmT7H5TFMQ/TmbcTVFjJPI/AAAAAAAABms/vo--V-w5FOE/s400/IMG_4472_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We caught a flight to Denver CO, met up with our friends Lacey and Jake and drove over 6 hours to Devils Tower in WY. We pulled in around 2am and set up camp on the lawn of Devils Tower Lodge. The owner of Devil's Tower Lodge is awesome and lets climbers camp on his lawn for free :) &lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649445302908676834" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K6urXORTcgI/Tmbckine6uI/AAAAAAAABm0/oPcDBXs-yOA/s400/IMG_4474_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Pete and I were worried there would be a long line for the climb we wanted to do since it was labor day weekend so we woke up at 5:30am to try and beat all of the other climbers to the climb. Jake was a good sport and humored us. &lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 102px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649444628472240178" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2VUFg-wz1kw/Tmbb9SJTmDI/AAAAAAAABmk/ufB2IckVfYY/s400/3%2Bof%2Bus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Turns out we got up a little too early. Nobody even got close to the base until hours later. The first climb we got on was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Durrance&lt;/span&gt; Route 5.8. I lead the first pitch up the fallen tower. &lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649444529564761586" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KoJeNz6y3og/Tmbb3hr7PfI/AAAAAAAABmc/qm67ECrge2E/s400/IMG_1184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jake lead the second pitch, and Pete linked the last 2. It was an easy climb with a great view from the summit. On the summit there was a leather tablet rolled up in a metal container for everyone who reached the top to sign. &lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649444317848013442" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--f9CR5EEATg/TmbbrM-uCoI/AAAAAAAABmU/yiBSmmKOEhE/s400/IMG_1221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I wanted to sign it but we didn't bring a pen and the one up there had run out of ink so we settled for a photo with the log. &lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649444115111327122" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NgYSNiYCbMw/TmbbfZuhtZI/AAAAAAAABmM/wuZpgKoK9cQ/s400/IMG_1223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After ticking the first of our classic climbs we spent most of the rest of the day enjoying the good weather and taking in the view. I cant get over how absolutely amazing Devils Tower is. I think every other sentence out of my mouth was something along the lines of "This place is rad." &lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649443490393299874" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tKZahV491v8/Tmba7CeJG6I/AAAAAAAABl0/eqeaUJ0PPH0/s400/IMG_4429_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Pete and Jake were able to hop on one more climb before calling it a day. They got on Mr. Clean 5.11 and said that it was a super fun climb. &lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649443886975614642" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LadlefPZO8E/TmbbSH2u_rI/AAAAAAAABmE/dIf7bFPOZM0/s400/IMG_4449_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It was super long and looked super hard. &lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649443746019407922" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oGa1JIdgxpQ/TmbbJ6wJ-DI/AAAAAAAABl8/uzYddAztcks/s400/IMG_4461_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;On Sunday we had one goal in mind and that was to climb El Matador which was the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; "classic climb" on our list. This climb really was awesome. &lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649442976236569906" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GIvWheUZWo0/TmbadHFoBTI/AAAAAAAABls/FI6C_yV3uik/s400/IMG_1241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This route is the most perfect stem box in the world. At first there is a thin hand sized crack that you can lay back and then eventually the columns get close enough together to stem. &lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649442617969494258" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgQU7x-vW7k/TmbaIQcGSPI/AAAAAAAABlk/Rfc_rIjaX4w/s400/_MG_4544_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Pete was able to stem a lot sooner than I was because his legs are a lot longer. By the time I reached the top my hip &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;flexors&lt;/span&gt; were about to give out. &lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649442064071472914" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3TJ74I0OBjo/TmbZoBAhNxI/AAAAAAAABlc/DteyBxxV9Tc/s400/_MG_4513_1sharp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Pete and Jake and I were all sore in different places. &lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649440775701387890" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AYpfzA-pk0s/TmbYdBdJ2nI/AAAAAAAABlM/SWi-ytEgmkI/s400/_MG_4525_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I can't leave out my favorite picture of my feet! After we finished the climb we decided to head back to Boulder CO but on our way we noticed that we were only 2 hours from Mount Rushmore and we figured if we didn't go now we probably never would so we detoured to Rapid City, SD. &lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649817474876926226" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ytKD0nhq5Os/TmgvDzPVaRI/AAAAAAAABm8/L6D1d1kHJdM/s400/_MG_4603_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I'm glad I went. Now I can cross that off my list. On Monday we did a little climbing in Boulder Canyon, explored Boulder, and then caught the plane back to Portland. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-5907565900687041986?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/5907565900687041986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=5907565900687041986' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/5907565900687041986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/5907565900687041986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2011/09/devils-tower.html' title='Devil&apos;s Tower'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XpmT7H5TFMQ/TmbcTVFjJPI/AAAAAAAABms/vo--V-w5FOE/s72-c/IMG_4472_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-8365231217968051620</id><published>2011-08-28T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T22:14:06.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Squamish</title><content type='html'>We went to Squamish this weekend. We got there early Friday morning around 2am and ended up sleeping in the back of our Subaru. After catching up on some sleep we headed over to the Sheriff's Badge on the Chief. We got on the wrong trail and ended up having to traversing the base of all of the north walls - only Americans would be tripped up by mileage posted as kilometers. We got on Border Line/Blazing Saddles, a cool 2 pitch (well 4 if you don't link pitches) climb with an amazing hand crack and roof to end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646130669401111874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q9YvA0UO0tw/TlsV7ekXfUI/AAAAAAAABk8/sGcF0EldhQE/s400/IMG_1157.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pete on Blazing Saddles. Later that day we napped and did some lazy cragging at the Smoke Bluffs and Murrin Park. The next day we woke up late and headed over to the Smoke Bluffs again to do the Smoke Bluff connection, which is a link up of 4 classic cracks. We got stuck behind a very slow party of 3 so we just took our time and enjoyed ourselves (luckily there are really good ledges at each pitch), but we did finish in the full sun which was not very fun. By the time we got off the wall we figured we had better go swimming so we headed over to the aquatic center, Yosemite would be much cooler with an aquatic center! Later that evening we went and did more cragging at Murrin Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646131636730289202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--WAWMQ_MfFI/TlsWzyJnXDI/AAAAAAAABlE/TjwKIBNAock/s400/IMG_1178.jpg" /&gt;The next day we woke up early and climbed the 5 pitches of Snake on the Apron. Here is Sandy working through a cruxy traverse section (the feet are much worse than the look). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646130169029359106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yB4lQDa5O08/TlsVeWicdgI/AAAAAAAABk0/Gj1l7QvLC8w/s400/IMG_1181.jpg" /&gt;Squamish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-8365231217968051620?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/8365231217968051620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=8365231217968051620' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/8365231217968051620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/8365231217968051620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2011/08/squamish.html' title='Squamish'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q9YvA0UO0tw/TlsV7ekXfUI/AAAAAAAABk8/sGcF0EldhQE/s72-c/IMG_1157.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-893429755288197292</id><published>2011-08-12T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T23:17:12.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Canyoneering, Climbing, &amp; Reminiscing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last weekend Pete and I decided to go on a mini vacation. We left work a little early, caught a plane to Salt Lake City, drove through the night and arrived at Zion National Park at 4:30am. Once there we found the Zion Canyon Visitor Center where a line had already formed with visitors seeking permits for slot canyons and hikes that only a limited number of people are allowed on each day. I had slept most of the drive and was ready to fall back asleep but Pete was wired after consuming a 5 hour energy shot to keep himself up for the drive. I went back to the car and slept while he sat in line unable to sleep. When the Zion Canyon Visitor Center opened in the morning Pete managed to obtain permits for the 3 slot canyons we had hoped to do. We couldn't believe our luck! For 2 of the 3 canyons we picked up the last 2 available openings. After getting the permits we prepared our things, rented wet-suits, and headed out. Pete still hadn't slept. He ended up staying awake for 34 hours straight but he stayed in good spirits and was a good sport. The first Slot Canyon we did was Echo Canyon and just as you would expect the acoustics were fantastic. The hike up to Echo Canyon was painfully hot but once in the shaded canyon things felt just right. The hike through Echo was a lot of fun. There were a few repels along the way, most of which ended up in potholes filled with bitter cold water, hence the need for a wetsuit. I have a strong aversion to being cold but with my wetsuit on I wasn't cold at all. Here are some Pictures from Echo Canyon...&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640144952618273234" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hwc5_k71t7A/TkXR856GSdI/AAAAAAAABkc/fE01JyGvWNw/s400/_MG_3968_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The cliffs were beautiful. Here I am getting ready for the first rappel.&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640144807482844802" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gtRMGPq0Z7U/TkXR0dPHZoI/AAAAAAAABkU/wHDJD2OH2qg/s400/IMG_3945_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Here we are in our super cool helmets!&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640144666724431698" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wAnbohbNzYA/TkXRsQ3sd1I/AAAAAAAABkM/-6lTCbgKPMg/s400/IMG_3948_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I really enjoyed this section of Echo where we jumped from the little perch Pete is on into the water filled pot hole.&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640144452404398738" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2jsJnwoWqIo/TkXRfyd0SpI/AAAAAAAABkE/yILH4NqZsC8/s400/IMG_3951_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Pete was anxious to get out of the water, besides being really cold it is also stagnant and stunk.&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640144297420368450" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gNkMjrbaVN8/TkXRWxGvqkI/AAAAAAAABj8/hVNnkvp2N5E/s400/IMG_3954_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; More pictures showing the rad canyon walls...&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640144125899932594" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M20VTJy4MGM/TkXRMyJFg7I/AAAAAAAABj0/ruB8wJOH2sc/s400/IMG_3955_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;...&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640143955310835570" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U2KDrJMXepI/TkXRC2ped3I/AAAAAAAABjs/oPuk1bccVus/s400/IMG_3958_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;...&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640143603233657410" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rS1qaY9KZro/TkXQuXDvEkI/AAAAAAAABjk/nKRt-qBIxe0/s400/IMG_3959_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here we are both super excited to have successfully completed our first Slot Canyon and Canyoneering experience. &lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640143380772526562" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SO0qEyo_oRM/TkXQhaU3meI/AAAAAAAABjc/KfCRA2SQqAs/s400/IMG_3983_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Now for more. We finished Echo Canyon early in the day so we ventured next to Keyhole Canyon. Luckily the hike to the entrance of Keyhole Canyon wasn't long because it was ridiculously hot. &lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640143238901947778" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dTVIks6OGaI/TkXQZJ0SXYI/AAAAAAAABjU/4CpwWw5x0Vc/s400/IMG_3986_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We loved Keyhole canyon! It was so much fun! Filled with lots of variety. &lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640142933698324482" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_ITNKy2OFD4/TkXQHY2EqAI/AAAAAAAABjM/gNk86VTZ_R0/s400/IMG_3993_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;There were down climbs.&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640142793668120210" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uoyIBMU3mm0/TkXP_PMRTpI/AAAAAAAABjE/QyMMc3pQen0/s400/IMG_4003_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Followed by shallow pools to wade through. &lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640142649349175682" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ttpv2v9jF98/TkXP21j8-YI/AAAAAAAABi8/thmnG--SKyE/s400/IMG_4004_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Narrow passage ways.&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640142534983937026" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9lO4X82oHO8/TkXPwLhJ7AI/AAAAAAAABi0/SKtE1doWwuA/s400/IMG_4011_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;...&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640142269483318466" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UT0Ws611phk/TkXPguc3_MI/AAAAAAAABis/IfZTTlIWIf8/s400/IMG_4016_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;More rappels into potholes filled with cold water.&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640142106472602786" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fiFLsZ2wMP4/TkXPXPMF3KI/AAAAAAAABik/3reM5ZkihoQ/s400/IMG_4032_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;...&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640141950930364866" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SkrREYlOApM/TkXPOLv7qcI/AAAAAAAABic/IVhabVyHxn0/s400/IMG_4035_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;...&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640141783880262322" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tn9ks6VS9yw/TkXPEdcFYrI/AAAAAAAABiU/E6-vhqRb92M/s400/IMG_4038_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cool chambers.&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640141304162631410" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ElMdcjep1N0/TkXOoiWfPvI/AAAAAAAABiM/0VdznZAkhjM/s400/IMG_4041_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;...&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640140951763558098" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qEhulHi_0V0/TkXOUBkAHtI/AAAAAAAABiE/bMted_eB37c/s400/IMG_4048_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Keyhole's walls were just as impressive as Echo's, if not slightly more so.&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640138369226598690" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RpEIrL_fG1I/TkXL9s3NaSI/AAAAAAAABh8/T1-TI5FKxTw/s400/IMG_4065_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;At the end of Keyhole Canyon the walls narrow and the canyon fills with water. The walls are too close to allow for comfortable swimming but we were able to push off the walls with our arms to propel ourselves along. It was fun. The next day we hiked 4 miles gaining 2,200ft of elevation in 105 degree weather with the sun beating down on us much of the time to reach Mystery Canyon. The hike was brutal with the heat and the steep climbs but we really enjoyed Mystery Canyon. The hike through Mystery Canyon was really relaxing. &lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640137990578855602" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xDUryToTlmM/TkXLnqSjXrI/AAAAAAAABh0/7YuW-xKLUUE/s400/IMG_4097_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It consisted of one rappel after another with a few down climbs mixed in.&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640137880896174546" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S9vRT056ET4/TkXLhRsKedI/AAAAAAAABhs/MmfN4wSlpTQ/s400/IMG_4104_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;...&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640137672336710546" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0luPazsVaOc/TkXLVIvtm5I/AAAAAAAABhk/5BxIJUXUNgA/s400/IMG_4109_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;...&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640137527243515106" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6c1W817Kruo/TkXLMsOzJOI/AAAAAAAABhc/kQKXIpVvURk/s400/IMG_4117_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;...&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640137381835804674" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mbi2pL-5JKY/TkXLEOi5kAI/AAAAAAAABhU/aU86ovTf2FE/s400/IMG_4132_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;...&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640135784813935938" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bM9f9r2GTTM/TkXJnRLNvUI/AAAAAAAABhM/VGTsFniuQAE/s400/IMG_4135_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;...&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640135525614645554" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-keh2pIa7Axw/TkXJYLlScTI/AAAAAAAABhE/Ml7o-Fah4aQ/s400/IMG_4153_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Action shot of Pete down climbing. &lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640134875708323762" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I8mQ_5fPVqk/TkXIyWfi97I/AAAAAAAABg8/OkJJciZwPeo/s400/IMG_4155_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is one of the longer and more interesting rappels that ends far below in a small pool. The picture really doesn't do it justice. Guess you better just go and check it out for yourself. &lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640134689386303106" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8KVXWQ_LPHA/TkXIngY6joI/AAAAAAAABg0/UXVAn6qcuEc/s400/IMG_4166_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;...&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640134550622549458" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p_nys2OMXJg/TkXIfbdDtdI/AAAAAAAABgs/SEIgzzGdaSA/s400/IMG_4177_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here I am on the final rappel.... &lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640134382440428338" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IUoMJIjWmoY/TkXIVo7UMzI/AAAAAAAABgk/K00Fze02iRA/s400/IMG_4187_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Leaving Mystery Canyon and entering the Narrows. Hiking down a short segment of the Narrows was a lot of fun too. &lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640202430748274242" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W8mScYAZgoc/TkYGOkoLrkI/AAAAAAAABks/q0Tke9Ur9ZA/s400/IMG_4190_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It was such a hot day, it felt so good to lay in the river and cool down. We would have liked to stay and do some more slot canyons but we figured we probably wouldn't have much luck getting anymore permits so we headed for Maple Canyon. Maple Canyon is one of Pete's favorite places to climb. &lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640133664992835026" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pFIzc9PHOQ4/TkXHr4OetdI/AAAAAAAABgU/F5iDcwFeRl8/s400/IMG_4201_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The next day we headed back to Logan, Utah. I love and miss Logan. Pete and I have dreams of moving back there some day. We went up Logan Canyon and I got on my favorite climb of all time, Terminological Inexactitude, more commonly referred to as TX, at Fucoidal Quartzite. It is still my favorite climb :) We visited a few other crags and then drove around Logan reminiscing. We stopped at the Apricot Tree where Pete and I would sit on summer nights and eat apricots. &lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640133519497761042" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gby2bfMEkCI/TkXHjaNwERI/AAAAAAAABgM/fVvjUtFA5BM/s400/IMG_4225_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Apricots weren't quite ripe yet but we found 2 that tasted pretty good. I loved that Apricot Tree. One day when I own a house and some land I want to have an apricot tree just like it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-893429755288197292?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/893429755288197292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=893429755288197292' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/893429755288197292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/893429755288197292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2011/08/canyoneeringclimbing-and-reminiscing.html' title='Canyoneering, Climbing, &amp; Reminiscing'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hwc5_k71t7A/TkXR856GSdI/AAAAAAAABkc/fE01JyGvWNw/s72-c/_MG_3968_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-7811991283001280800</id><published>2011-06-17T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T21:42:34.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer BBQ's</title><content type='html'>Pete &amp;amp; I bought a charcoal grill. We are super excited for some summer BBQ'ing! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619399187894757490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NLL_2S4u6Lk/Tfwdyd2V6HI/AAAAAAAABgE/HCHGX9K4rJU/s400/BBQ.jpg" /&gt;Pete made baby back ribs tonight, they were fantastic! Last week we grilled Salmon. I'm loving it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-7811991283001280800?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/7811991283001280800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=7811991283001280800' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/7811991283001280800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/7811991283001280800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-bbqs.html' title='Summer BBQ&apos;s'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NLL_2S4u6Lk/Tfwdyd2V6HI/AAAAAAAABgE/HCHGX9K4rJU/s72-c/BBQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-8422573396174645292</id><published>2011-06-13T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T17:35:40.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tick List</title><content type='html'>Pete just lost the best climbing partner he has ever had to Colorado. I have been trying to pick up the slack but I've been feeling a little rusty at lead climbing and I don't have the confidence to get on anything very hard which leads to rapid onset of boredom for me. Cleaver Pete has developed the perfect solution...He made me my very own Smith Rock Tick List...I love ticking things off lists! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617884563573343122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TsLU7qJNW1g/Tfa8Pujwg5I/AAAAAAAABfk/b9MQ7OWL09I/s400/Sandy%2BSmith%2BTick%2BList_Page_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617888397109285522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8L6bsE8lwtQ/Tfa_u3l80pI/AAAAAAAABf8/647doapA-1s/s400/Sandy%2BSmith%2BTick%2BList_Page_2%2Bcrop.jpg" /&gt;It's just the motivation I needed to get excited about climbing. I have a feeling we will be spending a lot of time at Smith this summer. We have already been a couple of times since the advent of the Tick List. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617885401730708818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OPlOXu9c43M/Tfa9Ag8C9VI/AAAAAAAABf0/knWkTDgQl-M/s400/smith%2Brock.JPG" /&gt;The first week we went it was a little chilly but with the help of my puffy and Pete's I managed to stay comfy. I am looking forward to some warmer weather soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-8422573396174645292?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/8422573396174645292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=8422573396174645292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/8422573396174645292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/8422573396174645292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2011/06/tick-list.html' title='Tick List'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TsLU7qJNW1g/Tfa8Pujwg5I/AAAAAAAABfk/b9MQ7OWL09I/s72-c/Sandy%2BSmith%2BTick%2BList_Page_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-7270225665083829166</id><published>2011-05-15T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T22:31:34.243-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Thailand</title><content type='html'>Sandy and I have been talking about going to Thailand ever since we got married over 5 years ago. We finally decided to go this April for a few weeks before Sandy started her new job. We figured vacation schedules in the future might get more problematic and you never know what the future could have in store. We have now been back for more than a month and people have been asking to see pictures and hear all about our trip. Since Sandy is now a working woman who is also studying every night like a mad woman to get up to speed with Dermatology, I have been nominated to do report on our trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April 6 - Flight to Bangkok&lt;/strong&gt; via Vancouver and Hong Kong, roughly 24 hours of plane rides and hanging out in airports. Did I mention I can't sleep on planes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April 7 - Arrive in Bangkok&lt;/strong&gt; at 10:00 p.m. We decided not to make any hotel arrangements prior to the trip so we had a very tense encounter with a shady taxi driver trying to make it to the nearest cheap hotel. We finally made it to one of the more expensive hotels we stayed at throughout the trip and paid 3 times too much for our taxi. All this while battling our crazy insomnia induced headaches. This was also our first encounter with Thai humidity which required me to defog my glasses every couple of minutes, like I kept repeatedly opening a hot and steamy dishwasher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April 8 to April 11 - Chiang Mai. &lt;/strong&gt;The next morning we caught the first plane up to Chiang Mai and checked into a the first guesthouse we opened up to in the guidebook. The guesthouse was called Gap's House and ended up being really great for about $15 a night. Chiang Mai ended up being really cool. We stayed in the old city which is surrounded by a mote and has a temple on just about every street corner. And these temples... we are just talking little shrines, every one of them is massive; the most insignificant would still be impressive if it were anywhere else in the world. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608262455919587890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UBPWz3k3WuM/TdSM_WQ_MjI/AAAAAAAAAJE/cA-dmD98wIQ/s320/IMG_2989_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We went to Wat Phra Singh, which is located in the heart of the old city. This is a picture of the Lion Buddha which is housed in one of the many buildings that make up this temple. This picture definitely doesn't do it justice, this Buddha is probably around 20 or 30 feet tall. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608262253019776658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uePUoXpEkXo/TdSMziZ5xpI/AAAAAAAAAI8/txsVepS4hNM/s320/IMG_2992_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Another picture at Wat Phra Singh, this is one of the many buildings that make up the temple, most of which were equally ornate and beautiful. After we checked out Wat Phra Singh we rented a motorbike (fun!) to check out the city a bit more. We quickly realized that outside of the old city, Chiang Mai is a bustling Asian metropolis with its own fair share of slums and super malls. We ended up heading for the mountains and Wat Phra That Doi Suthep, which is another temple located high in the mountains overlooking the city. The temple was built on this location in 1383 after a roaming elephant with a sacred relic on its back stopped and died here, figures...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608262068088522546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RGwOulwIx9k/TdSMoxe2xzI/AAAAAAAAAI0/fz0U_xXNo9c/s320/IMG_3019_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The upper courtyard of Wat Phra That Doi Suthep. You could probably spend a whole trip in Thailand checking out temples, but we have a hard enough time being religious back home; we decided we would call it good for a while after seeing these two. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608260637131704498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-osnv92B-7n0/TdSLVewKiLI/AAAAAAAAAIs/0rfL8NnZEwA/s320/IMG_3061_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sandy and I had an ongoing obsession with tropical fruit. This is a picture of one of Sandy's favorite fruits, Dragon Fruit, once open it looks and tastes like a mellow while kiwi. We took a day long cooking class at the owner of our guesthouse's home. We had a great time and Sandy realized that she does actually like some Thai food. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608260164859427250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uStFJrdVc48/TdSK5_ZrebI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Ed99I9Rc5DQ/s320/IMG_3084_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sandy making green curry paste in a mortar and pestle (for those of you who live in Portland its a Pok Pok!). &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608260016329855522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-crux09KLjDs/TdSKxWFeEiI/AAAAAAAAAIc/hFgOCHhmtzc/s320/IMG_3086_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here I am about to make some stir fry. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608259502413209634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WjSTsuzCMr8/TdSKTbmMYCI/AAAAAAAAAIU/S_RsVhm0dCw/s320/IMG_3113_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here are five of the dishes we made. Clockwise from top left we have spicy &amp;amp; sour lemon grass soup, green curry, chicken cashew stir fry, Thai style fish cakes, and a fish souffle. Sandy's favorite was the green curry, mine was the fish cakes. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608259223078758146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XKMDqvhAps8/TdSKDK_q5wI/AAAAAAAAAIM/442xHyBa65Y/s320/IMG_3140_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The most fun of all the possible transportation options, a Tuk Tuk. We went on a one day trek in the mountains outside of Chiang Mai where we went elephant riding, hiking to a waterfall and a couple of native villages, and bamboo rafting. The elephant ride was an experience, we mostly just felt bad for the elephants. Lets just say that PETA has a lot of catching up to do in Thailand. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609223504606027890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Muu25Uh9B90/Tdf3DvnQYHI/AAAAAAAABfI/oVZRQSemyvk/s400/scan0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Public enemy number one: front and center, see the bull hook in his hand? &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608258982980817906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZalrmtlnqB4/TdSJ1Mj3E_I/AAAAAAAAAIE/KCM7otk9GLo/s320/IMG_3148_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Our elephant was super smart. He would only take a few steps in between banana feedings. In this picture he is asking for another banana before moving again. We would place a banana in between his nostrils and he would violently swing it into his mouth with his trunk, peel on and all. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608258736081330786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HoyYfwfA14M/TdSJm0yb4mI/AAAAAAAAAH8/kHjDkITWSE4/s320/IMG_3182_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sandy's last moments with our elephant. The elephant was attacking her to get the last few bananas. Bananas are elephant crack. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608258273847284978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eT67m8pWaUI/TdSJL61QFPI/AAAAAAAAAH0/wEz3l16fIMM/s320/IMG_3203_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hiking though the country. Those huts in the background are a Hmong village that we visited. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609223611709039106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZoNUJ456HNE/Tdf3J-mmogI/AAAAAAAABfQ/027laeZYRWs/s400/scan0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A picture from our bamboo raft ride. They let me steer, what you don't see is the 7 year old guide we had in the front of the raft. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608258072788030962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oF-BCbdxmSQ/TdSJAN0_VfI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ziaXKXhXByA/s320/IMG_3206_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It was the beginning of the Thai New Year (Songkran). They celebrate this holiday by having a massive water fight. All of the native Thais came out to the river to start the water fight. We were the only white people on the river. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608257572861036994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--7O7WHo60tY/TdSIjHdGycI/AAAAAAAAAHk/cjf7zeub7VI/s320/IMG_3216_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Fried bananas! We love street food and Chiang Mai had the best street food. Even better than Portland? Yes. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608257332049446898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5pV_n9vuFyM/TdSIVGXJh_I/AAAAAAAAAHc/oUuvBOo1NGA/s320/IMG_3224_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Every Sunday night they shut down one of the main streets though the old city for a massive art walk and market. This was the favorite market we visited in Thailand, probably due to the abundance of amazing street food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April 11 to April 17 - Railay &lt;/strong&gt;Railay was the main reason why we wanted to go to Thailand as it is famous for rock climbing on its incredible limestone sea cliffs. Railay is an isolated peninsula that is only accessible via long tail boat. There is no dock on the peninsula because the water is too shallow, so everybody and everything that comes on and off the peninsula must wade through a little bit of sea water. We suspect that this is one of the reasons why food was so dang expensive at Railay. Railay is also home to several very developed beach resorts. This makes for very interesting tourist demographics at Railay which consisted of half wealthy sun bathing families and half dirt bag climbers. We checked into the cheapest bungalow we could find at $12 a night on the trashy/party side of the peninsula, Railay East (sunrise side) and went to check out the rocks. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608257047633339250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lcbr5oTE5c/TdSIEi1EI3I/AAAAAAAAAHU/x48G0Wt_mz8/s320/IMG_3234_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Monkeys on the pathway to Phra Nang Beach, the most isolated and picturesque of the four beaches at Railay. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608256786731952050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZA4qCPF7zv8/TdSH1W5U57I/AAAAAAAAAHM/FFSmk5PYfaQ/s320/IMG_3242_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Phra Nang wall. I thought this was one of the most impressive walls at Railay, a large portion of this wall is closed to climbing due to a sacred shrine at the base, but there is still lots of good climbing here. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608255809042160690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l5DKlcV_nRk/TdSG8ct6nDI/AAAAAAAAAHE/r0xG8e9NKnk/s320/IMG_3304_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A wider perspective of Phra Nang Beach and the Phra Nang Wall. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608255469139010338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-37jwmkpkEdY/TdSGoqesIyI/AAAAAAAAAG8/27tMbzM8PV0/s320/IMG_3320_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We went on a snorkeling trip out to some of the islands off the coast of Railay. While traveling in the boat to go snorkeling we saw a whale shark. Apparently this was quite the treat as the locals had never seen a whale shark at this location. To put things into perspective, this shark seemed much longer than the long tail that we were traveling in. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608255194950188674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCgwrqbsnrU/TdSGYtC-voI/AAAAAAAAAG0/nWnocXucv90/s320/IMG_3375_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;During our snorkeling trip we stopped for dinner at one of the islands we visited. In this picture you can see the Railay peninsula in the background. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608255005694823906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aB4gkSGDcag/TdSGNsA_DeI/AAAAAAAAAGs/RMu7-4xaVx8/s320/IMG_3388_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is the long tail boat that we rode in for our snorkeling trip. Long tail boats have got to be the most versatile boat on the planet. They call them long tail boats because the propeller is at the end of a long shaft that is used for a rudder and can be taken in and out of the water with a small handle. They can turn on a dime and never have to worry about hitting the propeller in shallow water (as long as the driver is paying attention). &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608254360438550066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dSVqrzsuHkw/TdSFoIP5rjI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ovOq_0P6bus/s320/IMG_3407_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Railay peninsula from a cool view point that we hiked to. Railay East is on the right (this is the trashy side of the peninsula that we stayed at) and Railay West is on the far left. The tide is out considerably, so it makes Railay East look better than it really is, normally the beach is much smaller and is not fit for swimming. Railay West, on the other hand is a contender (in my opinion) for best beach in the world and is perfect for swimming. You can also see Tonsai Bay (the fourth beach on the peninsula) in the top left corner of the picture. Notice how everything is completely surrounded by cliffs? There are climbing routes on every single cliff there. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608253945460153618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gt_g8MgMuWY/TdSFP-VV3RI/AAAAAAAAAGc/W641GNtHw1A/s320/IMG_3419_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sunset from Railay West at dinner. Several of the resorts have restaurants right on the beach that make for some incredible scenery. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608253420157295138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ltnt7QTlEuc/TdSExZbYWiI/AAAAAAAAAGU/QpNsV6SdrME/s320/IMG_3457_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is a picture of Sandy on a route called Grove Tube. It was a really fun and easy water grove that had tons of good solution pockets for handholds. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608252876611408450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rph89Zb2rac/TdSERwj8UkI/AAAAAAAAAGM/717jozaTRBk/s320/IMG_3465_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here is a picture of me lowering off a route called Burnt Offerings. It was a really cool short roof out of a cave that I blew the onsight on by trying a huge blind dyno at the lip. I ended up sending the next go. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608252398342767602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7b0h7p6P4nw/TdSD1630A_I/AAAAAAAAAGE/R6_pYCHKiUU/s320/IMG_3510_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We went on a tour to go deep water soloing at a small island off the coast of Railay. We went to two walls, this was the most fun and accessible (a.k.a. least scary). Here is Sandy tearing it up with out a rope, she did awesome. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608252026527302802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bgSkMZV7p50/TdSDgRwGRJI/AAAAAAAAAF8/AE80CctbQgo/s320/IMG_3529_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here I am pulling the lip on a cool roof problem. Deep water soling was definitely much more scary than I thought it would be. It was also difficult because of the chalk situation, I only had one chalk bag and didn't want to get it wet. The guide left a bag of chalk at the main starting points on the wall, but my hands would be completely wet after the first couple of moves. Overall, it was a very fun experience that I would do again, I would just bring multiple chalk bags! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608251181536424194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ekzo7VhteJ0/TdSCvF6ksQI/AAAAAAAAAF0/00EKZwmfQxE/s320/IMG_3589_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Isn't Sandy cute? This picture was taken at one of the many resturantes that we ate at. We were getting eaten alive by mosquitos when I took this picture. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608250689879058770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R1I6G2WLx_U/TdSCSeWUqVI/AAAAAAAAAFs/H5UBakyodog/s320/IMG_3659_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I have no idea what the name of this fruit is. All I know is that it was incredible and was not durian, despite the inside looking just like it. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608250488975438354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WlhpLYoZG0c/TdSCGx7KshI/AAAAAAAAAFk/GfnXZCEDcGY/s320/IMG_3614_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;On our last night at Railay before heading to Phi Phi they held a fire dancing competition. This guy was the most rasta of the competitors. Its funny how rastafarian many of the Thai climbers are, it reminds me of the old Chris Sharma bouldering videos. Obviously it could be worse, I definately perfer Bob Marley over electro euro-pop or the screaming 80's wanabe metal guitars of the Master's of Stone climbing videos which were inexplicably made in the mid to late 90's. Anyway, we had a blast watching the fire dancers including the random fat Austrian dude (sorry no picture). &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608250212404781458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ozMcJg8CV1k/TdSB2rnlYZI/AAAAAAAAAFc/NXEmf6ROPaI/s320/IMG_3634_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The anouncer kept calling this kid "my boy." He looked like he was twelve and seemed to be doing the most diffucult moves. We never found out who won, but both Sandy and I were routing for "my boy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April 17 to April 19 - Phi Phi &lt;/strong&gt;We decided to take a short trip down to Phi Phi for a couple of days. Phi Phi (pronounced Pee Pee) consists of two islands: Phi Phi Don is inhabited and is a popular backbacker party spot and Phi Phi Ley is an uninhabited national park. Phi Phi was made famous after being the setting for the movie "The Beach" with Leonardo Decaprio over a decade ago. I remember watching that movie and thinking it looked like the coolest place on earth. Our main objective was to go snorkling and exploring on Phi Phi Ley, which was the setting for the movie. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608249296510196194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aX7dSwE6dAQ/TdSBBXpTGeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Y38QELxofE8/s320/DSCF0074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Yep, that is a shark. Don't worry it is a black tip reef shark and is harmless. We ended up seeing many sharks on our snorkling trip, including a pack of about 10. Sandy had a knack for attracting sharks as our guide was typically off in la-la land while Sandy was typically surrounded by them. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608248941501166226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sw2sm_kqTgU/TdSAstIjMpI/AAAAAAAAAFM/PfajH2UOiyI/s320/DSCF0065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Peace, Yo! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607173090825302050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A1Uayo3c4VU/TdCuN9DFcCI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Dg3FdLI5NnQ/s320/DSCF0114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We saw a few Nemos (as in Nemo from the movie Finding Nemo) while snorkling off the coast of Phi Phi Ley. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607172735908829122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RbiFT-Wmjew/TdCt5S4Z18I/AAAAAAAAAE8/doaS9VYktLM/s320/DSCF0103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is real. Again, off the coast of Phi Phi ley. Next time we are going diving. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607172081179045730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G6h33G_isaQ/TdCtTL0qL2I/AAAAAAAAAE0/uqEuch8k3O4/s320/IMG_3651_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We hiked up to a viewpoint (accidentally going the the long way) above the main town on Phi Phi Don for this photo. The town below was almost completely wiped out during the 2005 tsumami. There was a picture of what the place looked like from this view point immediately after the disaster, it was pretty humbling. It is sad to think about the thousands of people who lost their lives here just a handful of years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April 19 to April 21 - Railay &lt;/strong&gt;After a few short days in Phi Phi we headed back to Railay. We would have perhaps liked to have stayed longer in Phi Phi, but I had a cimbing date the next day at Tonsai Bay at Railay with a Brit named Richard who we had met while deep water soloing. It turns out that he had been quite the strong climber back in the day and had climbed with the likes of Jerry Moffat and Ben Moon. We had a great day climbing and his climbing was very impressive considering the facct that he hadn't seriously climbed for decades. Sandy and I ended up getting a bungalow on the Tonsai Bay side of the penisula, which turned out to be more our style than the previous week we had spend on Railay East. Tonsai was much cheaper and much more laid back than both Railay beaches. I also enjoyed the climbing more on the Tonsai side, it seemed like there was much more quality climbing right off the beach than at Railay. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607171123917460530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TVI4X6RHFOw/TdCsbdvtlDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/w1OH_JbyEiY/s320/IMG_3680_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Our bungalow at Tonsai Bay. We really liked this place, I'd give it 4 starts. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607170833442464098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WkytzkliGlc/TdCsKjpE4WI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7EtjxifN9KI/s320/IMG_3682_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sandy at Mama Chicken, a great food shack right off the beach at Tonsai Bay. They had incredible BBQ chicken and I couldn't get Sandy to stop drinking their lemon ice shakes (even though they use unpurified water). &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607170459479339058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0RNZEfPVvB8/TdCr0yhUcDI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ivJoVIe8UBk/s320/IMG_3688_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sunrise over the Thaiwand Wall from Tonsai Bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April 21 to April 22 - Krabi Town&lt;/strong&gt;Krabi is the closest city to Railay and is home to the regional airport. We decided to spend a day and a night there before heading back to Bangkok. There really isn't much to the town of Krabi. It is a pretty basic place, not nearly as cool as Chiang Mai. It seems to be more of a base camp for tourists going to Railay, Phi Phi, and other islands in the Andaman Sea. However, the town ended up having two redeeming qualities: its close to the mountains and the evening street food market was amazing. We rented a motorbike and rode up to Khao Phanom Bencha National Park which is home to an 11 teired waterfall and many wild animals which included "... leopards and black panthers and tigers and Asiatic black bears and barking deer and serow and Malayan tapirs and leaf monkeys and gibbons...and...and...and..." just to name a few. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607170008561245266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d5ILTvR1NkQ/TdCraiuEXFI/AAAAAAAAAEU/mrhpC5Pt_As/s320/IMG_3709_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Got to love the motorbike, although it took a while to get used to driving on the left side of the road! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609222982161907746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SI-YSUiLF8k/Tdf2lVW3wCI/AAAAAAAABfA/QfDVY9BHXMo/s400/IMG_3701_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We hiked up past many of the tiers of the 11 tier waterfall in Khao Phanom Bencha National Park, we think this could have been the 11th tier. We kept hiking past this waterfall way up into the jungle until Sandy thought she heard a tiger and we ran back down the trail scared $#!%-less. Its funny because it really could have been a tiger based on the list of animals that are supposedly in the park, who knows? I think it was a tiger. Did I mention we saw a tiger in the wild?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April 22 to April 24 - Bangkok &lt;/strong&gt;We decided to take a couple of days to explore Bangkok before coming home. Bangkok is a crazy busy place... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607169317640788306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oLqjZtUM3Xk/TdCqyU1y2VI/AAAAAAAAAEE/yTycpWbw9xA/s320/IMG_3711_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;China town! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607169048965724130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zaxxb1gPYkU/TdCqir8qt-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/HRCHw8toZb0/s320/IMG_3728_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We took a ferry up the Chao Phraya to the last stop in the far northern end of the city called Nonthaburi to check out an early morning produce market. You get a totally different feel for the city from the river. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607168685172847378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-053_ndNTSfg/TdCqNgtr8xI/AAAAAAAAAD0/weXCR49caCc/s320/IMG_3733_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Turns out they had more than just produce at the market in Nonthaburi. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607159070371021314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-60h1FLY5F1s/TdChd2yTAgI/AAAAAAAAADE/I3itmkDGePs/s320/IMG_3732_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I wish we had markets like this everyday in the US. Its funny how farmer's markets are a novelty in America, but they are a daily fact of life in Thailand. Some people may be turned off by the apparent lack of sanitation, but I think that the freshness of everything at a market like this more than makes up for the fact that it isn't on ice or the floor isn't swept, etc. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607158632985677874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y8SHaJOw7jE/TdChEZZgUDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/A8Vc3sQhntk/s320/IMG_3736_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is Wat Phra Kaew, it is the main temple in the royal district and the most famous in the whole country. It was definately worth the visit, although it almost felt like Disney Land, there were even turnstiles at the entrance. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607158374117267266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LTvq3ywiXAg/TdCg1VCd10I/AAAAAAAAACs/4Spak7lcnsE/s320/IMG_3740_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Inside the Wat Phra Kaew courtyard. These pictures don't give the scale of the place justice, all of the buildings were massive. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607158002433682146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iJbTAczRnUU/TdCgfsaMauI/AAAAAAAAACk/usPISVBSb90/s320/IMG_3744_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;More Wat Phra Kaew. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607157558738338946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SBGcszb8CyA/TdCgF3g-xII/AAAAAAAAACc/LTdhmou3EWU/s320/IMG_3745_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Davy Jones, Pirates of the Carabean, anyone? &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607157303168530514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jpbodb10JXE/TdCf2_cY-FI/AAAAAAAAACU/RWSljqpcCd0/s320/IMG_3759_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We somehow pulled it off: Sandy got a license plate from Thailand. The last evening in Bangkok, Sandy spotted some license plates for sale in a window while we were riding accross the city in a taxi. We had to retrace our crazy taxi ride in the craziest downpour we have ever experienced to get back to the shop and were able to arrive just as they were closing. We went to get dessert at at a French cafe to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April 24 - Flight to Portland&lt;/strong&gt; via Tokyo and Vancouver. Roughly 24 hours of plane rides and hanging out in airports. Did I mention I can't sleep on planes... &lt;strong&gt;Arrive in Portland&lt;/strong&gt;, Sandy proptly eats macaroni and tomato juice and never wants to eat Thai food again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-7270225665083829166?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/7270225665083829166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=7270225665083829166' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/7270225665083829166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/7270225665083829166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2011/05/thailand.html' title='Thailand'/><author><name>Pete</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05598438439907363980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wwpf31cqb3A/SCXW0OBGVHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6cD3gh8ExaY/S220/P%26S-HM0072.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UBPWz3k3WuM/TdSM_WQ_MjI/AAAAAAAAAJE/cA-dmD98wIQ/s72-c/IMG_2989_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-6233776088250553505</id><published>2011-05-02T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T18:42:00.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a professional now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's official, I'm a professional now. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602286151975622242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JyCLAvgZIrQ/Tb9RkrKY1mI/AAAAAAAABco/TZ11jX5NkUs/s400/scan0001.jpg" /&gt;Today was my first day of work at Dermatology Clinic. I was so nervous but everything went great. I think I am really going to love my job. I am super excited about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sandy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Oveson&lt;/span&gt; PA-C&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-6233776088250553505?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/6233776088250553505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=6233776088250553505' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/6233776088250553505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/6233776088250553505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2011/05/im-professional-now.html' title='I&apos;m a professional now'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JyCLAvgZIrQ/Tb9RkrKY1mI/AAAAAAAABco/TZ11jX5NkUs/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-6483113108281526043</id><published>2011-03-17T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T21:46:29.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A WEEK TO CELEBRATE!</title><content type='html'>This week has been fantastic. The highlight for me was our 5 year anniversary (3/11)! The longer I'm married to Pete the more I like him! We celebrated by spending the weekend on the Oregon Coast. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585271034524933490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ruMKJ-mRws/TYLeafMjHXI/AAAAAAAABcQ/p80fG5zrbVY/s400/IMG_2974.JPG" /&gt;And then of course it's Pete's Birthweek. (I demand special treatment the whole week of my birthday and this year Pete has decided he wants special treatment the whole week too...so he is constantly referring to his Birthweek. It makes me smile.) We celebrated they day of his birth (3/16) during his Birthweek by climbing at the circuit, eating at Ned Ludd, and then grabbing dessert at Pix Patisserie. Pete loved it.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 154px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585272640573213522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PpQmM6Fw-oI/TYLf3-MTC1I/AAAAAAAABcY/VqlhABRRtJE/s400/ned%2Bludd.jpg" /&gt;On top of those absolutely wonderful reasons to celebrate I was offered 3 jobs this week. It's crazy to me that I can go from absolutely no prospect for really over 6 months to 3 job offers in 1 week. One of the jobs I wasn't really interested in but the other 2 I had a really hard time choosing between. Ultimately, I decided to take a job as a Physician Assistant at a Dermatology Clinic in Salem Oregon. I rotated through this clinic during my PA training and had a wonderful time there and I really liked all of the staff so I am excited to join their team. I signed the papers on the day of Pete's birth so...it's official! I start May 2nd (after returning from a 2 week trip to Thailand!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-6483113108281526043?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/6483113108281526043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=6483113108281526043' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/6483113108281526043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/6483113108281526043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2011/03/week-to-celebrate.html' title='A WEEK TO CELEBRATE!'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ruMKJ-mRws/TYLeafMjHXI/AAAAAAAABcQ/p80fG5zrbVY/s72-c/IMG_2974.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-5382815708552467184</id><published>2011-03-11T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T11:00:02.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't believe it's been 5 years!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I can't believe it's really been five years. The time has flown by! I feel so lucky to have such a rad husband...I swear he just keeps getting cooler :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And of course...my favorite part of our anniversary...our yearly myJones and love song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 343px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583268470164123890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IOc_s9tvXRs/TXvBF5nFcPI/AAAAAAAABcA/lYbg61CQUbU/s400/myjones.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm Sticking With you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Velvet Underground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm sticking with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'cos I'm made out of glue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anything that you might do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm gonna do too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You held up a stage coach in the rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I'm doing the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Saw you hanging from a tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I made believe it was me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm sticking with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'cos I'm made out of glue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anything that you might do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm gonna do too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;People going to the stratosphere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Soldiers fighting with the cong?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But with you by my side I can do anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When we swing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We hang past right and wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'll do anything for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anything you want me too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'll do anything for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oohoh I'm sticking with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oohoh I'm sticking with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oohoh I'm sticking with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-5382815708552467184?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/5382815708552467184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=5382815708552467184' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/5382815708552467184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/5382815708552467184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-cant-believe-its-been-5-years.html' title='I can&apos;t believe it&apos;s been 5 years!'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IOc_s9tvXRs/TXvBF5nFcPI/AAAAAAAABcA/lYbg61CQUbU/s72-c/myjones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-8269420919283872426</id><published>2011-03-07T11:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T23:37:55.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unemployment!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well I must admit I never really imagined that I would be without a job for over 6 months...but sure enough here I am at 6 months 3 weeks post graduation and I am still unemployed. During my unemployment I have had some highs and some lows but thanks to my very supportive husband things really haven't been too bad. Pete works hard to keep the bills paid and to support my sanity. With all my free time we quickly discovered that a busy me is a happy me and that the alternative is not quite as fun. So I have managed to keep busy by taking a photography class and a pottery class. In my pottery class I decided to make a colander... &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581441124427704930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_uJrysOOSV4/TXVDIYRFKmI/AAAAAAAABbI/NwaqMnZwcFA/s400/Brown.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581446026073525330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qsKrtnoJuzU/TXVHlsUgzFI/AAAAAAAABbg/hrX6yBdgkU8/s400/Brown%2B2.JPG" /&gt;and a sieve... &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581443522329521586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaG1onLvO-Y/TXVFT9JbLbI/AAAAAAAABbQ/ZCjLgSDRD8I/s400/Light%2BBlue.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581444866309422082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JYo20BCssv0/TXVGiL3M_AI/AAAAAAAABbY/A3uAVj8zqXk/s400/Light%2BBlue%2B2.JPG" /&gt;and a strainer...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581450372274908178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MomwDchIp9s/TXVLirLq7BI/AAAAAAAABbw/RVcDBbjvRJA/s400/Dark%2BBlue.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581449793335551810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eb2IA3bK5ss/TXVLA-dxZ0I/AAAAAAAABbo/PIWyuEQm2K8/s400/Dark%2BBlue%2B2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I also made another colander, seive, and strainer, plus some other random things. I really enjoyed my pottery class and think that one day I will need to have a pottery wheel of my own (although I didn't really ever use a pottery wheel in my pottery class....long story).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-8269420919283872426?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/8269420919283872426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=8269420919283872426' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/8269420919283872426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/8269420919283872426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2011/03/unemployment.html' title='Unemployment!'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_uJrysOOSV4/TXVDIYRFKmI/AAAAAAAABbI/NwaqMnZwcFA/s72-c/Brown.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-710868091751194329</id><published>2011-02-13T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T17:43:54.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Hikes</title><content type='html'>This year Pete and I don't have church until 1pm so we decided that we would go for a little hike every Sunday morning before church (so far we have probably missed more than we have made).  This week we remembered to bring the camera along.  The hike was so pretty.  The pictures really don't do it justice.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xlf5dutJw0/TViIg5rdWBI/AAAAAAAABbA/OTqeSoJukHo/s1600/2011%2BMultnomah%2B%2526%2BWahkeena%2BFalls%2B002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xlf5dutJw0/TViIg5rdWBI/AAAAAAAABbA/OTqeSoJukHo/s400/2011%2BMultnomah%2B%2526%2BWahkeena%2BFalls%2B002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573354637691279378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YfqBhEGVvGA/TViIHyBwWaI/AAAAAAAABa4/ysOw5n2cR34/s1600/2011%2BMultnomah%2B%2526%2BWahkeena%2BFalls%2B005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YfqBhEGVvGA/TViIHyBwWaI/AAAAAAAABa4/ysOw5n2cR34/s400/2011%2BMultnomah%2B%2526%2BWahkeena%2BFalls%2B005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573354206140586402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-20s2o4Qj-EA/TViHb1K9ERI/AAAAAAAABaw/4Lm9r2fx9u8/s1600/2011%2BMultnomah%2B%2526%2BWahkeena%2BFalls%2B010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-20s2o4Qj-EA/TViHb1K9ERI/AAAAAAAABaw/4Lm9r2fx9u8/s400/2011%2BMultnomah%2B%2526%2BWahkeena%2BFalls%2B010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573353451070230802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rKZHhEJ2PMg/TViG9GWvGnI/AAAAAAAABao/k6SQsiGcCyY/s1600/2011%2BMultnomah%2B%2526%2BWahkeena%2BFalls%2B024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rKZHhEJ2PMg/TViG9GWvGnI/AAAAAAAABao/k6SQsiGcCyY/s400/2011%2BMultnomah%2B%2526%2BWahkeena%2BFalls%2B024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573352923107105394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2rSsXGECAFk/TViGphqB6EI/AAAAAAAABag/KXBOd7Mv_sk/s1600/2011%2BMultnomah%2B%2526%2BWahkeena%2BFalls%2B026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2rSsXGECAFk/TViGphqB6EI/AAAAAAAABag/KXBOd7Mv_sk/s400/2011%2BMultnomah%2B%2526%2BWahkeena%2BFalls%2B026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573352586838403138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We hiked in the Columbia Gorge from Wahkeena Falls to Multnomah Falls.  It was about a 5.5 mile trip and we had a wonderful time.  I love hiking with Pete.  I swear we have our best conversations when hiking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-710868091751194329?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/710868091751194329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=710868091751194329' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/710868091751194329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/710868091751194329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2011/02/sunday-hikes.html' title='Sunday Hikes'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xlf5dutJw0/TViIg5rdWBI/AAAAAAAABbA/OTqeSoJukHo/s72-c/2011%2BMultnomah%2B%2526%2BWahkeena%2BFalls%2B002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-5965271081652927198</id><published>2010-12-05T13:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T18:24:37.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>Saturday morning I made some Hot Chocolate and Pete packed a lunch and we headed to Mount Hood for our Christmas Tree finding adventure. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547321058272307090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TPwLHI1dZ5I/AAAAAAAABZ0/02AnlIOcnA0/s400/_MG_2626_1.jpg" /&gt;Finding a small Christmas Tree to fit our apartment was a lot harder then we had anticipated but eventually we found one we liked. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547323016869560290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TPwM5JLbv-I/AAAAAAAABaE/UiK9h_5sx5M/s400/_MG_2680_1.jpg" /&gt;I thought it was probably still too big (things always look smaller than they really are when you're outside) so I insisted we look a little longer. After looking a little longer we found...nothing, so we went back and cut down the first one that we liked. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547322522961863794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TPwMcZOqZHI/AAAAAAAABZ8/Xu76aKknAJE/s400/IMG_2648_1.jpg" /&gt;Pete was a good sport and hauled the tree up a huge hill back to our car. Now I know why everyone else hiked up hill first to find their tree :) &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547320268141458434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TPwKZJXldAI/AAAAAAAABZs/J1zJwG1N7Zo/s400/_MG_2688_1%2Bedit.jpg" /&gt;When we got it home we quickly realized that our tree was in fact too tall and too wide so Pete quickly cut off TOO much and now it is far too short and disproportionately wide but we like it anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-5965271081652927198?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/5965271081652927198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=5965271081652927198' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/5965271081652927198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/5965271081652927198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-tree.html' title='Our Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TPwLHI1dZ5I/AAAAAAAABZ0/02AnlIOcnA0/s72-c/_MG_2626_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-1555925977851363489</id><published>2010-11-07T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T10:19:40.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crabbing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Our trip to the coast didn't start out too great. First we were stuck in a traffic jam. Then while trying to find a boat to rent we found out that all of the boats in Newport Oregon that can be rented already have been. I guess I should have called a little sooner. Then out of the blue Pete tells me he thinks our waitress is hot and my feelings get hurt. (Turns out he said she was odd, not hot...so I got over that one pretty fast). The next morning when we go to get our crabbing gear we learn that we have literally chosen the worse day of the year to go crabbing because of the huge tide change. We decided to go crabbing regardless. So we grabbed our rings, and our bait (a tuna head and some mink) and headed to the fishing pier. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537059160305578994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TNeV-D5WM_I/AAAAAAAABZU/YpxM4RkLJBQ/s400/IMG_2282_1.jpg" /&gt;Even though it wasn't a great day for crabbing the pier was chuck full of crabbers. So many in fact that we couldn't even fit at the end of the pier to throw in our rings so we had to crab from 1/2 way out.  Here's Pete in action! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537059779058764610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TNeWiE7mi0I/AAAAAAAABZk/DYSQPLbsSWA/s400/IMG_2261_1.jpg" /&gt;Some people were catching crab but not us.... We were out on that dock for 3 hours and only brought in one dungeness crab which we couldn't keep because it was a female and too small. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537059527632217634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TNeWTcS15iI/AAAAAAAABZc/rtQpP_wYTcI/s400/IMG_2284_1.jpg" /&gt;We were determined to not let this crabbing trip end in defeat so we went and rented some more rings (4 total) and picked up some better crab bait. From watching the more successful crabbers out on the pier we decided the crabs liked chicken and cat food, so that is exactly what we bought. We waited for the window of time when we were told the crabbing would be best and then headed back to the Pier. It was windy and pouring rain but we were not detoured. Within 5 or so minutes my pants and the smart wool thermals I was wearing to keep warm were completely soaked through. I couldn't have been more wet if I had jumped into the Ocean. But the crabbing...the crabbing was great! Each time we would pull up our ring we would have 3-7 red rocks on it and sometimes even a few dungeness (which were always too small to keep). With our 4 rings in the water we kept busy and I didn't even really notice the cold. The time flew by. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537058435492082450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TNeVT3wV8xI/AAAAAAAABZE/oTllRB8MoHE/s400/IMG_2317_1.jpg" /&gt;With the miserable weather and us running from crab ring to crab ring Pete keeps telling me he felt like he was on that show "The Deadliest Catch." All in all we hauled in 33 red rock crabs (actually more but we shared with some less fortunate crabbers on the pier). We didn't end up catching any dungeness crabs that were big enough to keep which was a bummer but there is always next time..right? After crabbing we headed back to camp where Pete cooked all of our crab on his little camping stove in the pouring rain. Now that the action had died down I was feeling cold so I busied myself setting up camp in the heated car. (We slept in the car because everything was too wet to actually set up a tent on.) Then I sat by the window and visited with Pete while he finished cooking the crabs which ended up taking over an hour and a half. He is so good to me. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537058787352441714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TNeVoWiY83I/AAAAAAAABZM/0PMe9cQ0Ri8/s400/IMG_2298_1.jpg" /&gt;Getting the meat off of the crab was an ordeal but well worth the effort. We had the crab for dinner and it was delicious. We still have a lot left over so I think I will make some crab dip today. I love crab dip :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TNeUwwwY-LI/AAAAAAAABY8/2H-IdWSJRKw/s1600/IMG_2335_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537057832317810866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TNeUwwwY-LI/AAAAAAAABY8/2H-IdWSJRKw/s400/IMG_2335_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our crab army!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-1555925977851363489?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/1555925977851363489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=1555925977851363489' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/1555925977851363489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/1555925977851363489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2010/11/crabbing.html' title='Crabbing'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TNeV-D5WM_I/AAAAAAAABZU/YpxM4RkLJBQ/s72-c/IMG_2282_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-202437185080018574</id><published>2010-10-31T23:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T18:51:12.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More on October 31</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This year for Halloween we procrastinated until the night before to come up with a good costume idea so I had to make due with what we had. Pete and I dressed up like my mom and my dad in the 70's. All I had to pick up from the store was a wig.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534737366362836146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TM9WT3cjTLI/AAAAAAAABXg/WCJEOmCCzeI/s400/IMG_2108_1.jpg" /&gt;These are the actual clothes my parents were married in. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534740618323470226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TM9ZRJ8Yp5I/AAAAAAAABXo/YXOzHB22k0U/s400/IMG_2115_1.jpg" /&gt;We had a wonderful Halloween. Saturday night we went out to eat at Queen of Sheba with our friends Lacey and Jake and some of their friends. Then on Sunday we went to our other friends' house, the Knights, to pass out candy while they went trick or treating with their kids. It was a lot of fun. I loved seeing all the kids in their costumes. I think my favorite was a toddler dressed up as the UPS guy...he was awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-202437185080018574?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/202437185080018574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=202437185080018574' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/202437185080018574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/202437185080018574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2010/10/more-on-october-31.html' title='More on October 31'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TM9WT3cjTLI/AAAAAAAABXg/WCJEOmCCzeI/s72-c/IMG_2108_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-5987260646389034732</id><published>2010-10-31T09:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T23:25:42.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October 31</title><content type='html'>I love family traditions...and now I've made one of my own. For the past 3 years Pete and I have had a lot of fun making our Pumpkin pictures. These silly pictures have me looking forward to Halloween all year round. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534458223244202162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TM5YbmS10LI/AAAAAAAABW4/dzaVs36banQ/s400/IMG_2184_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534462858822707442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TM5cpbK4aPI/AAAAAAAABXY/iAMRxBDr_VY/s400/IMG_2170_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534461221168296722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TM5bKGbpMxI/AAAAAAAABXI/AH1dEVCgExE/s400/IMG_2137_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534461904113076194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TM5bx2mXh-I/AAAAAAAABXQ/fNfSmDyxRuE/s400/IMG_2148_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TM5asNp3P6I/AAAAAAAABXA/djhanGtWnXU/s1600/IMG_2132_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534460707710910370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TM5asNp3P6I/AAAAAAAABXA/djhanGtWnXU/s400/IMG_2132_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAPPY HALLOWEEN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-5987260646389034732?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/5987260646389034732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=5987260646389034732' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/5987260646389034732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/5987260646389034732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2010/10/october-31.html' title='October 31'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TM5YbmS10LI/AAAAAAAABW4/dzaVs36banQ/s72-c/IMG_2184_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-6945537779604801643</id><published>2010-09-20T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T20:58:46.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elephant's Perch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pete and I decided to go on a little backpacking adventure this last weekend. We went to the Sawtooths in Idaho. We arrived in Stanley Idaho Friday afternoon and caught a shuttle across Red Fish Lake. The boat ride cost us 30$ but it was well worth it because it cut 4 miles off of the hike both ways. The lake was really pretty and the water was so clear. The hike to our campsite was just 3 miles +/-. The first 2 miles were nice and easy but after crossing the river on a bunch of wobbling tree trunks the hike got substantially harder. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519176381079032786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TJgNrT7xE9I/AAAAAAAABV0/Pyecz7ljufA/s400/IMG_1159_1.jpg" /&gt;The last mile was all up hill and seemed like it would never end. Not to mention the fact that I made matters considerably worse by demanding breaks every 50 feet or so :) (Thanks Pete) When we finally got to where we were headed we found the perfect camp site on a rock right next to the lake. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519175886022002258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TJgNOfs-RlI/AAAAAAAABVk/RXlw_ybx6M8/s400/IMG_1172_1.jpg" /&gt;We set up camp and had dinner. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519176080277377378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TJgNZzXEEWI/AAAAAAAABVs/P1TYbUkcsrQ/s400/IMG_1167_1.jpg" /&gt;After Dinner Pete read the regulations on the camping permit we had picked up on our way in and it turns out that our perfect campsite was prohibited. We had to be at least 100 feet away from any lake...so we had to pack everything up and move to another spot which ultimately turned out to be just as nice of a campsite if not better. Saturday morning we woke up early and headed out to climb the Mountaineer's Route on Elephant's Perch. This little piece of paper was the only thing that kept us going in the right directions. Pete stopped frequently while climbing to look at this topo and make sure he was headed in the right direction.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519175606519759442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TJgM-OecglI/AAAAAAAABVc/7lGVDobFXy4/s400/IMG_1215_1.jpg" /&gt;The climbing was great and we had a lot of fun. There were 7 pitches total and then a little bit of hiking/scrambling to reach the summit. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519175228689580866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TJgMoO8tg0I/AAAAAAAABVU/ni22TLYYUmM/s400/2010+Sept+Elephants+Perch+004.jpg" /&gt;I made Pete lead all of the pitches because I'm not feeling confident on lead yet. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519174952476774306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TJgMYJ-cj6I/AAAAAAAABVM/7G8ausxBHsc/s400/2010+Sept+Elephants+Perch+013.jpg" /&gt;Here we are at the 1st belay station. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519174794729735922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TJgMO-UnxvI/AAAAAAAABVE/_MlR7AJpags/s400/2010+Sept+Elephants+Perch+018.jpg" /&gt;The 3rd pitch was one of my favorite pitches. Mostly because it was so pretty but also because their was some fun climbing too. The 3rd pitch started under this amazing roof. Luckily we didn't have to climb over it. Instead we did a fun traverse out left.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519952074936859426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TJrPKovKuyI/AAAAAAAABWs/_HeuJLLdVVA/s400/2010+Sept+Elephants+Perch+019.jpg" /&gt;The 6th pitch was another one of my favorite pitches. I liked it because there was this super sweet crack that I could fit my whole leg into. I was practically bear hugging the rock. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519174013401360802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TJgLhfpa6aI/AAAAAAAABUk/rl4oWUx66NA/s400/2010+Sept+Elephants+Perch+036.jpg" /&gt;And then of course the 7th and final pitch was great because it meant we had made it!!!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519173875176514994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TJgLZcuDJbI/AAAAAAAABUc/q77i9xAg5MM/s400/2010+Sept+Elephants+Perch+041.jpg" /&gt;Here we are at the top of the climb... &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519173714150318690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TJgLQE2aYmI/AAAAAAAABUU/pX6TMFgl06o/s400/2010+Sept+Elephants+Perch+058.jpg" /&gt;and of course I can't forget about the most important picture...our shoes!!! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519173288466328098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TJgK3TDcKiI/AAAAAAAABUM/g-TspAjfw3U/s400/2010+Sept+Elephants+Perch+059.jpg" /&gt;And then more at the top of the climb pictures...We were so excited to be at the top...can't you tell. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519173130578691986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TJgKuG4GB5I/AAAAAAAABUE/rHRDcuQOT8I/s400/2010+Sept+Elephants+Perch+061.jpg" /&gt;From here we still had a little bit of hiking and some scrambling to do before we finally reached the summit which was marked by a cairn (pile of rocks). Here I am at the top...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519172567105191986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TJgKNTxiwDI/AAAAAAAABTs/9xvx1NHAok4/s400/2010+Sept+Elephants+Perch+074.jpg" /&gt;and of course here we are at the top. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519172396501265522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TJgKDYOZbHI/AAAAAAAABTk/0kEFfNfNMpg/s400/2010+Sept+Elephants+Perch+075.jpg" /&gt;The view from the top was absolutely amazing!  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519172203786301490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TJgJ4KTkcDI/AAAAAAAABTc/pDiJ78VnnLQ/s400/2010+Sept+Elephants+Perch+082.jpg" /&gt;The hike back down to our camp was pretty steep at times and the ground was not very stable. At one point Pete accused me of kicking rocks down at him but I swear I couldn't help it.  I was glad we weren't hiking down in the dark.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TJgJOBsYyTI/AAAAAAAABTE/P-eQQAjtSfM/s1600/2010+Sept+Elephants+Perch+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519171479919970610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TJgJOBsYyTI/AAAAAAAABTE/P-eQQAjtSfM/s400/2010+Sept+Elephants+Perch+098.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After a full day of climbing I knew I was going to get some great sleep Saturday night but at midnight Pete woke me up because he was hearing things outside of the tent. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519170969049334114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TJgIwSjVgWI/AAAAAAAABSs/K5NqGrGMPEM/s400/IMG_1193_1.jpg" /&gt;At first I shrugged it off because Pete has a habit of hearing things when we go camping but as we lay there silent in our tent there was the unmistakable sound of splashing in the lakes just a hundred feet away. We shot each other silent glances and then Pete slowly slipped his head out of the tent to see what he could see. When he came back he said there was something BIG and BLACK in the water. My heart began to race. I didn't say a word I just lay silently picturing this large grizzly bear splashing in the water a mere 100 feet away. And then as if my heart wasn't racing fast enough already I started to hear something wondering around our campground and then it came right up to the tent and began to sniff at the tent door. I was frozen in terror. Thoughts of a giant bear claw ripping through the thin tent fabric and dragging me away were racing through my mind. Pete held my hand tightly and I buried myself into his side as far away from the tent wall as I could get and prayed over and over and over again that we would be safe. Eventually the sniffing stopped and all was quite but that didn't last too long. After about 10 min I heard the sniffing again. This time I asked Pete if it was right behind me. he couldn't see any shadows or anything and eventually the sniffing stopped. From midnight to 3am we both lay quietly, anxiously analyzing every sound until we were certain that whatever was outside of our tent had left. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519170808274179058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TJgIm7njU_I/AAAAAAAABSk/o2l8aje4gBY/s400/IMG_1250_1.jpg" /&gt;Then at 3am I was finally able to calm down and drift back to sleep. When I woke up at 7am I was anxious to pack up camp and get out but Pete insisted that we stay in the tent until after the sun came up because the most dangerous time to be out hiking with a hungry bear who may not have found anything for dinner would be at dawn. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519171171523511266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TJgI8E08Q-I/AAAAAAAABS8/32N-cJQOzNQ/s400/IMG_1222_1.jpg" /&gt;So we sat and talked about the night before. Turns out Pete never saw anything in the water...He said he couldn't see anything at all really because he didn't have his glasses on and he can't really see much without them. I don't understand why he put his head outside of the tent if he couldn't see??? What he did saw was this it was big...which he had decided must be true because of the amount of noise it had made in the water. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519171079757359218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TJgI2u-L6HI/AAAAAAAABS0/FqKmR72ZXVc/s400/IMG_1223_1.jpg" /&gt;As for it being black...I guess that was from my own imagination. Needless to say, with the morning came the reassurance that all would be fine and also the uncertainty that any predator had ever been present. Much of what I had heard that night (the animal wondering around our campsite, the sniffing) could have easily been attributed to and was most likely due to the rustling of our tent in the wind. What we will never know is what was making all that noise in the water....Was it a bear? Some other animal? Or simply a larger gust of whine? Who knows??? Regardless, I was happy we were leaving. The hike out was much easier than the hike in but I was still glad when we reached Red Fish Lake and were able to sit and wait for the shuttle boat that would be taking us the remaining 4 miles back to our car. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the drive home we took a 2 hour detour so that we could swing by a climbing shop in Ketchum Idaho called The Elephant's Perch which is supposedly the only place where you can find four information for the Perch. They gave us a sweet poster for free of the Elephant's Perch which had a bunch of different climbs marked on it. Pete can hardly wait to go back and climb some more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest of the drive was pretty uneventful except for our deer sighting. I saw the deer first and said "deer, deer, deer!!!" Pete was going about 70mph but slowed to 30mph as he locked his eyes onto the deer in the lane just next to ours trying to anticipate what it would do. What he didn't realize and what I didn't realize he didn't realize was that when I said "deer, deer, deer!!!" I meant "multiple deer!". When Pete saw the large deer in the left lane he focused in on it and his vision tunneled. He didn't notice the 3 baby deer that were in our lane until he was nearly on top of them. Luckily he slammed on his breaks and they stumbled out of the way just in the nick of time. We missed hitting them by inches. I was relieved. They were so cute and it would have been tragic if we would have hurt them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-6945537779604801643?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/6945537779604801643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=6945537779604801643' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/6945537779604801643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/6945537779604801643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2010/09/elephants-perch.html' title='Elephant&apos;s Perch'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TJgNrT7xE9I/AAAAAAAABV0/Pyecz7ljufA/s72-c/IMG_1159_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-4466376069142816456</id><published>2010-09-14T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T19:34:26.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oveson Family Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I just can't help myself...I have to call it a Family Reunion...mostly because Pete is so adamant that it isn't one. When we first started talking about a family vacation to the coast I told him that his sister Polly had called me and wanted my help designing the 2010 Oveson Family Reunion T-Shirt. It was the closest to distraught I have ever seen Pete. Well, regardless of what you call it...Family Reunion or Family Vacation...we had a great time. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516964777005928866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TJAyPAvH0aI/AAAAAAAABP8/Tz_fsJyoONg/s320/IMG_0770_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We rented a house in Manzanita towards the end of August. It was a great house. It had a great view of the coast and on the balcony there was a hot tub where you could sit and look at the stars as the waves crashed on the beach below. The coast was gorgeous and the weather was great! (too hot for some, perfect for me) &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516964489148928450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TJAx-QYqkcI/AAAAAAAABP0/4S6Y97A4t-s/s320/IMG_0771_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We had a lot of fun hanging out with Pete's Parents, Polly, Ben, Matt &amp;amp; Libby, and all of our nieces and nephews. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516964304812355458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TJAxzhrZr4I/AAAAAAAABPs/99swGbNV-3c/s320/IMG_0773_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Pete and Ben went surfing pretty much every chance they got. Pete keeps trying to convince me that I should learn to surf but I say that the Oregon coastal water is just to dang cold so I will just remain content soaking up the sun rays on the beach. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-4466376069142816456?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/4466376069142816456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=4466376069142816456' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/4466376069142816456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/4466376069142816456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2010/09/family-reunion.html' title='Oveson Family Reunion'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TJAyPAvH0aI/AAAAAAAABP8/Tz_fsJyoONg/s72-c/IMG_0770_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-4775994581998433444</id><published>2010-09-09T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T08:44:35.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Returns</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ok, I'll admit it...I'm sentimental, always have been. I just get attached to things. I can't help it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still have my first stuffed animal, Opus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still have my first pair of converse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still have the first outfit a boy told me I looked cute in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still have and wear my rusty colored fleece (Old Faithful) Pete helped me pick out when we were dating . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still have my first pair of climbing shoes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I still have my 1st climbing Harness, now 5-6 years old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For the past 2 years Pete has been trying to convince me that I needed a new harness. He kept saying mine was too old and wasn't safe but I liked my old harness and I thought it looked good and sturdy and I am sentimentally attached to it. Needless to say Pete was persistent and bought me a new harness. It was neon yellow. I hated it, so...I kept wearing my old harness. Then he picked out another harness that he thought I would like better. It was green and grey with a white strip. I did like it better than the yellow harness but still not as much as my original harness so...I kept wearing my old harness. By this time I figured I had better take matters into my own hands before our house filled with harnesses, so I went out and found the perfect replacement. I bought the Arc'Teryx R280 women's climbing harness. It is the raddest harness I have ever seen. I am so excited about it. It came in the mail today. I put it on right away and wore it around the house all day :) It is very comfy and stylish. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515137449944567810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TIm0Sk9mUAI/AAAAAAAABPc/_AMZfiiZrwg/s320/arc-r280-w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We now have 3 brand new small women's harnesses at our house. One which cannot be returned, one which needs to be returned, and one which I absolutely love. We also have one medium men's harness that needs to be returned. After I bought my harness Pete was so excited about it that he bought the men's version for himself. Unfortunately, his harness didn't fit as perfectly as mine. So basically we have hundreds of dollars worth of harness at our home that we need to return/sold. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;While I am on the subject of returns I am reminded of our last return fiasco. A little over a year and a half ago there was a killer deal on &lt;strong&gt;Steep and Cheap&lt;/strong&gt; for this light weight jacket that looked just like one Pete had just purchased the day before. I bought it, figuring that if it fit we would save over 100$ by returning the other jacket and if it didn't fit we could simply return it. Turns out it didn't fit. Pete said he was going to return it and I completely forgot about it. Months went by. Then one day the subject of the jacket came up again. Pete hadn't returned it and we couldn't find it. After retracing the past few days I realized that while cleaning the apartment I had thrown away the bag that it had been delivered in. I didn't even think to look inside and the jacket was so light weight that I couldn't tell anything was in the bag. I felt so sick inside. I had just thrown away somewhere around 200$. But I refuse to take all the blame. Pete had months to return that jacket. It wasn't funny then...but it is a little funny now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-4775994581998433444?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/4775994581998433444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=4775994581998433444' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/4775994581998433444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/4775994581998433444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2010/09/sentimental.html' title='Returns'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TIm0Sk9mUAI/AAAAAAAABPc/_AMZfiiZrwg/s72-c/arc-r280-w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-4088743058530750147</id><published>2010-09-07T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T23:56:16.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crater Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Over Labor Day Weekend Pete and I decided to check out Crater Lake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514413547706511394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TIch56-l8CI/AAAAAAAABPE/NQ6PevVJK80/s400/Crater+Lake+2.jpg" /&gt;Crater Lake is in Oregon and is the deepest lake in the United States. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514413456388405458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TIch0myqONI/AAAAAAAABO8/hJGin7qUnYg/s400/Crater+Lake+1.jpg" /&gt; It was very pretty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-4088743058530750147?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/4088743058530750147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=4088743058530750147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/4088743058530750147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/4088743058530750147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2010/09/crater-lake.html' title='Crater Lake'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TIch56-l8CI/AAAAAAAABPE/NQ6PevVJK80/s72-c/Crater+Lake+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-8007090149194075090</id><published>2010-09-02T12:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T08:14:29.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WooHoo!  Hurray! WooHoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last tuesday I took the PANCE-Physician Assistant National Certifying Exam. I was so nervous and then after taking it I just felt awful inside-&gt;anxious, nervous, and stressed out. I was so worried that I hadn't passed and that I would be the 1st OHSU graduate to fail the PANCE. AHHH! But today I found out I didn't fail, I passed! In fact I CRUSHED it! I scored in the 97-98th percentile! Go me! I have been all smiles today. To celebrate Pete and I went to our favorite street corner -&gt; Hawthorne and 21st. They have some great food carts there.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512702447709736738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TIENqywqTyI/AAAAAAAABOs/I0ytUCjfTPs/s400/PANCE.jpg" /&gt; Pete got fries from Potato Champion and I got a pizza from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pyro&lt;/span&gt; Pizza. The food was delicious. After eating we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;caught&lt;/span&gt; the end of a fireworks show. I am pretty sure the fireworks were celebrating me passing my test :)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512702565637467090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TIENxqE0q9I/AAAAAAAABO0/LH-cuvK57kI/s400/PANCE+010.jpg" /&gt;Now onto finding a job. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-8007090149194075090?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/8007090149194075090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=8007090149194075090' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/8007090149194075090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/8007090149194075090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2010/09/woohoo-hurray-woohoo.html' title='WooHoo!  Hurray! WooHoo!'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TIENqywqTyI/AAAAAAAABOs/I0ytUCjfTPs/s72-c/PANCE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-2495374848229438949</id><published>2010-08-18T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T16:04:52.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was so fun to have my family in town for a little bit last week. We had such a good time. I was sad to see them go. I especially had fun bonding with my cute little nephews Ford and Dock. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TGyws3n7aRI/AAAAAAAABOM/Au5rm9OrYek/s1600/ford.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506970729259428114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TGyws3n7aRI/AAAAAAAABOM/Au5rm9OrYek/s400/ford.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ford was such a good sport about sharing his special day with me...His Birthday was the day I graduated so after sitting through my graduation ceremony and reception we had the real party (his birthday party) at the park. He is such a smart little kid and so dang cute. He calls me "Aunt Sandy" and I love it!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TGywl-Rd5BI/AAAAAAAABOE/yXAogXgy0QM/s1600/dock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506970610785182738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TGywl-Rd5BI/AAAAAAAABOE/yXAogXgy0QM/s400/dock.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really enjoyed getting to know Dock too. He is growing up so fast. He gives the greatest hugs and was such a happy kid. We became best friends fast :) I sure do wish those Finlinson's lived a little closer to us. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506951358471200242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TGyfFV0H3fI/AAAAAAAABNU/BbL84Y1fUSk/s400/fam+visit+002.jpg" /&gt;We made a couple of trips to VooDoo Donuts. Everyone loved their crazy donuts. (except me...I can't bring myself to eat one...yuck) &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 356px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506951506831787330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TGyfN-gCxUI/AAAAAAAABNc/06Q_-ftlHsc/s400/6edit.jpg" /&gt;We ate at one of my favorite food carts, Rip City Grill. We went to Saturdays Market (on Sunday) and got to look at all the cool art. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508000949560459778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/THBZrlUQwgI/AAAAAAAABOk/es14ipy3W8M/s400/farm.jpg" /&gt;Pete took us out on Lake Oswego to see what he has been working on. The houses that back up to the lake are amazing!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508000697502048306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/THBZc6U2oDI/AAAAAAAABOc/RwxhgxLOtho/s400/7edit.jpg" /&gt;One of the highlights of last week for me was hiking the Oneonta Gorge. Pete and I did it 2 years ago and ever since then my mom has been talking about how fun it sounded. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TGyfXbEoogI/AAAAAAAABNk/JRTtKA0HEs0/s1600/5edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506951669120279042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TGyfXbEoogI/AAAAAAAABNk/JRTtKA0HEs0/s400/5edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before the hike really even starts you have to cross this little stream that is about an inch deep. Paige slipped on a rock walking across and almost fell in the water. That gave my mom the giggles which made her slip on a rock and she really did fall in. It was so funny...but I guess you probably had to be there. Now she tells me she has some pretty good size bruises. After that I was worried the whole time that someone was going to get hurt but everyone made it out just fine. The hardest part of the hike was right at the start where you have to climb over a 15-20 foot pile of drift wood. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TGytDbBmrpI/AAAAAAAABN0/lrzUtAwfXHQ/s1600/e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506966718672973458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TGytDbBmrpI/AAAAAAAABN0/lrzUtAwfXHQ/s400/e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From there as you hike back into the gorge the walls narrow in and pretty soon you are waist deep in water. Luckily it was a hot day so the cold water felt good. Then at the back of the gorge is a cute little water fall. We all had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TGyfzIZF3XI/AAAAAAAABNs/sGHbxOsBLYA/s1600/fam+visit+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506952145142144370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TGyfzIZF3XI/AAAAAAAABNs/sGHbxOsBLYA/s400/fam+visit+043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so Glad that everyone came to visit! I hope they get to come again soon! There's still lots of Portland to explore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-2495374848229438949?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/2495374848229438949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=2495374848229438949' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/2495374848229438949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/2495374848229438949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2010/08/family-fun.html' title='Family Fun'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TGyws3n7aRI/AAAAAAAABOM/Au5rm9OrYek/s72-c/ford.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-1598702306304253991</id><published>2010-08-14T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T20:02:00.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE GOOD WORD IS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GRADUATION!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TGyO4_p1QWI/AAAAAAAABM8/58DIP7PN1kw/s1600/2edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TGyO4_p1QWI/AAAAAAAABM8/58DIP7PN1kw/s400/2edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506933554177982818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I won't ever say that PA school flew by but I must admit that I can't believe it is over.  I AM SO EXCITED TO BE DONE!  The last 26 months have probably been the hardest 26 months of my life but I think in the end they will also turn out to be some of the most life changing.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TGyOv2Y31tI/AAAAAAAABM0/OEvs4unIdGo/s1600/1edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TGyOv2Y31tI/AAAAAAAABM0/OEvs4unIdGo/s400/1edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506933397072107218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was pretty excited because I got an award for "Best Grand Rounds Presentation."  My grands rounds presentation was about 4 months ago and was on Hepatitis C.  I worked so hard on it so it was neat to get some recognition.   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TGybcTfnnsI/AAAAAAAABNE/cP33V_UvP2M/s1600/scan0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TGybcTfnnsI/AAAAAAAABNE/cP33V_UvP2M/s400/scan0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506947354938810050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The best part about graduating was getting to see some of my favorite people who came to help me celebrate.  My Mom, Aunt Peg and Paige came up from Cali.  Misty, Wade and the boys came from Nevada.  Here we are enjoying dessert at Papa Hyden's.    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TGyOgx_wkYI/AAAAAAAABMs/XePwMxb_fUc/s1600/3edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TGyOgx_wkYI/AAAAAAAABMs/XePwMxb_fUc/s400/3edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506933138194993538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I even got one of Peggy's classic theme gifts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TGyOY8jVXXI/AAAAAAAABMk/YnxZyuYCx7g/s1600/4edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 373px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TGyOY8jVXXI/AAAAAAAABMk/YnxZyuYCx7g/s400/4edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506933003589606770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She gave me a First Aid Kit with a box of 50 band-aids.  On each band-aid was a reason why I will make a great PA and inside of each wrapper was some cash.  Peggy's gifts are always so creative and fun. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TGybf8CM4RI/AAAAAAAABNM/iCjWFxZ08-w/s1600/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TGybf8CM4RI/AAAAAAAABNM/iCjWFxZ08-w/s400/scan0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506947417360883986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OHSU Physician Assistant Program&lt;br /&gt;Class of 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-1598702306304253991?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/1598702306304253991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=1598702306304253991' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/1598702306304253991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/1598702306304253991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2010/08/good-word-is.html' title='THE GOOD WORD IS...'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TGyO4_p1QWI/AAAAAAAABM8/58DIP7PN1kw/s72-c/2edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-6007120880296921440</id><published>2010-08-08T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T09:56:57.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>R10 Asthma, Allergies, and Immunology</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;POLLEN&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TF7grfwwDjI/AAAAAAAABMc/0JImkQM1QNc/s1600/pollen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TF7grfwwDjI/AAAAAAAABMc/0JImkQM1QNc/s400/pollen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503082832558296626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, I just finished my 10th rotation!  I was in Bend Oregon working with Dr. Williams and learning all about pollen, allergies, and runny noses.  I saw a lot of seasonal allergies, asthma, and vasomotor rhinitis.  I also got to see a bunch of other cool things like eosinophilic esophagitis, vocal cord dysfunction, laryngopharyngeal reflux, urticaria, and pollen food allergy syndrome.  I really enjoyed this rotation and Dr. Williams was a great teacher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW JUST 1 MORE WEEK UNTIL I GRADUATE!&lt;br /&gt;I CAN HARDLY STAND IT :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-6007120880296921440?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/6007120880296921440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=6007120880296921440' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/6007120880296921440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/6007120880296921440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2010/08/r10-asthma-allergies-and-immunology.html' title='R10 Asthma, Allergies, and Immunology'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TF7grfwwDjI/AAAAAAAABMc/0JImkQM1QNc/s72-c/pollen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-8655807744052587193</id><published>2010-07-17T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T14:12:41.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PA School Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Climbing at Smith Rock.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TEIyIz8zC2I/AAAAAAAABMU/tsRwyeV8KRc/s1600/PA+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TEIyIz8zC2I/AAAAAAAABMU/tsRwyeV8KRc/s400/PA+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495009622310980450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;With my fri&lt;/span&gt;ends from PA School....Cathlin, Mary P, and Mary Z.&lt;br /&gt;We had such a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Forced to get my LEAD back on...it felt good :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-8655807744052587193?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/8655807744052587193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=8655807744052587193' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/8655807744052587193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/8655807744052587193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2010/07/pa-school-friends.html' title='PA School Friends'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TEIyIz8zC2I/AAAAAAAABMU/tsRwyeV8KRc/s72-c/PA+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-277776298059703974</id><published>2010-07-06T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T22:45:17.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leavenworth and Index</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I like to think of myself as a morning person.  Pete on the other hand is not a morning person.  He will press the snooze button over and over and over again.  Or truth be told he will simply sleep through it until it drives me absolutely crazy and I turn it off.  The only time Pete can seem to get up early is if he is going climbing or skiing.  And if he doing that then he wants to get up and go at an unreasonably early hour.  It is ridiculous really or at least I thought so until this last weekend. This last weekend Pete and I went to Leavenworth Washington to climb Outer Space, a 6 pitch multi-pitch climb. We decided we didn't need to get up early because we would be climbing on a Friday so there probably wouldn't be anyone on the climb. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TDQOF2eID6I/AAAAAAAABL8/-oGcfAF-bkQ/s1600/2010+Levenworth+Index+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TDQOF2eID6I/AAAAAAAABL8/-oGcfAF-bkQ/s400/2010+Levenworth+Index+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491029339355484066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were wrong.  When we got to the base of the climb there was a party of 4 who had just started up it.  Needless to say what should have been a 4 hour day turned into a 9 hour day. To make matters worse the climb was east facing so by the time we started climbing it was in the shade.  To make matters even worse it was windy.  So I was cold and I hate being cold.  Regardless of that we had a pretty good time and when all was said and done it turned into a good little memory.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TDQNzG8BkuI/AAAAAAAABLs/zy59x6keVWE/s1600/2010+Levenworth+Index+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TDQNzG8BkuI/AAAAAAAABLs/zy59x6keVWE/s400/2010+Levenworth+Index+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491029017358340834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I now recognize the merit of waking up early to be the first group on the route.  At the base and at the top of the climb there were a bunch of mountain goats.  They were fun to watch.  I am still amazed at how well they climb.  (probably better then most Americans) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TDQOPVU_6cI/AAAAAAAABME/18jRZDbOWwo/s1600/2010+Levenworth+Index+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TDQOPVU_6cI/AAAAAAAABME/18jRZDbOWwo/s400/2010+Levenworth+Index+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491029502257523138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pete climbed a couple classic climbs (angel crack and damnation crack) while we were in Leavenworth and then we swung by Index so that he could climb a couple other classics (godzilla and thin fingers).&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TDQNgXg-WdI/AAAAAAAABLk/d503YOgLlG4/s1600/2010+Levenworth+Index+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TDQNgXg-WdI/AAAAAAAABLk/d503YOgLlG4/s400/2010+Levenworth+Index+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491028695390771666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Index was so pretty and Pete had a blast climbing there.  I think we will have to take a trip back there soon.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TDQPGDJRk_I/AAAAAAAABMM/GZSImPW1GAs/s1600/2010+Levenworth+Index+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TDQPGDJRk_I/AAAAAAAABMM/GZSImPW1GAs/s400/2010+Levenworth+Index+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491030442269316082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pete is climbing thin fingers in this photo.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TDQNU3AyQgI/AAAAAAAABLc/YDASb6XxN6s/s1600/2010+Levenworth+Index+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TDQNU3AyQgI/AAAAAAAABLc/YDASb6XxN6s/s400/2010+Levenworth+Index+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491028497687265794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After our escapades in Washington we headed home to Portland and then I had to move back to Bend for my last 5 week rotation.  Pete came with me for the day and I belayed him on Chain Reaction at Smith Rock.  He had been projecting this climb for a little over a month and had been falling at the same spot for weeks.  But now he will project it no more because he finally SENT IT without falling.  WAY TO GO PETE!  You rock!  I am one proud wife :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-277776298059703974?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/277776298059703974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=277776298059703974' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/277776298059703974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/277776298059703974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2010/07/leavenworth-and-index.html' title='Leavenworth and Index'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TDQOF2eID6I/AAAAAAAABL8/-oGcfAF-bkQ/s72-c/2010+Levenworth+Index+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-3870065013013711070</id><published>2010-07-01T15:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T12:12:53.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>R9 General Surgery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Well I just finished up my 9&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; rotation which was my general surgery rotation. Here I am with Nicole O'Neil PA-C, Cindy the MA, and Jana &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;VanAmburg&lt;/span&gt; MD. I had such a great time working with these women and I learned a ton from each of them. I also got to work with and learned a lot from Dr. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Buzzas&lt;/span&gt; and Eric Davis PA-C.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TC0WRbGu00I/AAAAAAAABLU/HR3bA-jaibk/s1600/IMG_0257rbw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489068009424081730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TC0WRbGu00I/AAAAAAAABLU/HR3bA-jaibk/s400/IMG_0257rbw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first day I arrived I went straight to the OR and then that night I was on trauma call so I hit the ground running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to the adrenaline filled traumas I also got to see and assist with a lot of really neat surgeries. I saw...a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;parathyroidectomy&lt;/span&gt;, appendectomy, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cholecystectomy&lt;/span&gt;, splenectomy, small bowel resection, lumpectomy for breast cancer, hernia repair, coronary artery bypass graft... and the list goes on. I also got to watch a bunch of colonoscopies and esophagogastroduodenoscopies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;JUST 1 MORE ROTATION TO GO!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-3870065013013711070?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/3870065013013711070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=3870065013013711070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/3870065013013711070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/3870065013013711070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2010/07/r9-general-surgery.html' title='R9 General Surgery'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TC0WRbGu00I/AAAAAAAABLU/HR3bA-jaibk/s72-c/IMG_0257rbw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-6777203547214138966</id><published>2010-06-12T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T12:13:51.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Balcony Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This years balcony garden is up and running. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TBPbMrNycDI/AAAAAAAABLM/ky2o7S28WqU/s1600/2010+garden+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TBPbMrNycDI/AAAAAAAABLM/ky2o7S28WqU/s400/2010+garden+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481966182245494834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wasn't planning on having a garden this year because I am moving around so much but at my last rotations one of the patients left 15 tomato plants and I couldn't resist....I took 4.  Then one of our neighbors in Portland who is studying horticulture said he had planted hundreds of tomatoes for school and didn't know what to do with all of them...Pete offered to take 3 and I couldn't be happier.  Today when we went to get pots and cages for the tomatoes I saw some basil and jalapeno starts that I just had to have.  Needless to say my garden is much larger than anticipated.  It is going to be a huge ordeal in 8 weeks when I move back to Portland and want to take all my plants with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-6777203547214138966?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/6777203547214138966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=6777203547214138966' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/6777203547214138966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/6777203547214138966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2010/06/balcony-garden.html' title='Balcony Garden'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TBPbMrNycDI/AAAAAAAABLM/ky2o7S28WqU/s72-c/2010+garden+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-7840886814700046555</id><published>2010-05-31T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T22:06:03.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monkey Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For the holiday weekend Pete and I decided to take a quick trip to Smith Rock and climb the Monkey Face. (Which was convenient since I had to move to Bend this weekend anyway.)  This picture of Monkey Face is from one of Pete's previous visits to Smith.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TAsrz5Vm8MI/AAAAAAAABLE/eNlPxgrEEH8/s1600/autoad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TAsrz5Vm8MI/AAAAAAAABLE/eNlPxgrEEH8/s400/autoad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479521542191116482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I haven't had the chance to climb much lately so we decided to take the easiest route up which also turned out to be the busiest route up.  By the time we moseyed on over to the base of the climb there were already 3-4 groups on it, so what should have been a 2 hour climb turned into an all day hang out.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TAsrZfMHS0I/AAAAAAAABK8/0vZAdqelE0U/s1600/2010+monkey+face+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TAsrZfMHS0I/AAAAAAAABK8/0vZAdqelE0U/s400/2010+monkey+face+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479521088495373122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Which, I thoroughly enjoyed because it was nice and sunny for the majority of the day.  Here we are at one of our belay stations were we basked in the sun for a little over an hour waiting for the party ahead of us to get far enough ahead.   When we were just about to start our very last pitch the weather took a turn for the worst.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TAsoU0dRLEI/AAAAAAAABKk/HcmrzN0qmxE/s1600/2010+monkey+face+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TAsoU0dRLEI/AAAAAAAABKk/HcmrzN0qmxE/s400/2010+monkey+face+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479517709770239042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  We could see and hear a thunderstorm rapidly approaching.  Luckily the rain didn't reach us until we were repelling down.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TAspkQCxO1I/AAAAAAAABK0/8pjkJAehQFI/s1600/2010+monkey+face+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TAspkQCxO1I/AAAAAAAABK0/8pjkJAehQFI/s400/2010+monkey+face+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479519074384952146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are enjoying the very short summit experience.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TAsoBtEoK6I/AAAAAAAABKc/XQJspFHOvI0/s1600/2010+monkey+face+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TAsoBtEoK6I/AAAAAAAABKc/XQJspFHOvI0/s400/2010+monkey+face+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479517381370325922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-7840886814700046555?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/7840886814700046555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=7840886814700046555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/7840886814700046555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/7840886814700046555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2010/05/monkey-face.html' title='Monkey Face'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TAsrz5Vm8MI/AAAAAAAABLE/eNlPxgrEEH8/s72-c/autoad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-2958129887302639513</id><published>2010-05-31T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T19:55:10.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>R7 &amp; R8 Preceptorship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just finished up my 10 week Preceptorship which was my 7th and 8th rotations.  Time is flying by.  I worked at a family practice clinic in Independence Oregon with Dr. White.  I learned a lot of things and by the last week I felt like I could have probably treated 3/4 of the patients I saw on my own (mostly because they all had the common cold and didn't need to be treated).  Dr. White offered me a job if I wanted to stick around.  Unfortunately, Independence is a little too far away from Portland and Pete for me.  But getting a job offer made me feel like I must be doing something right, so that is good :)  Now just 2 rotations left.  Both of which I will be stationed in Bend Oregon for, which will be nice because it is close to Smith Rock so I think Pete will visit often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-2958129887302639513?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/2958129887302639513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=2958129887302639513' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/2958129887302639513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/2958129887302639513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2010/05/r7-r8-preceptorship.html' title='R7 &amp; R8 Preceptorship'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-7657790066744315779</id><published>2010-05-25T09:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T20:12:43.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Olympic National Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not last weekend but the weekend before Pete and I did a little car camping.  We went up to explore Olympic National Park.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TARxs_cDT8I/AAAAAAAABKM/2YcBmW8MEKo/s1600/ps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TARxs_cDT8I/AAAAAAAABKM/2YcBmW8MEKo/s400/ps.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477628064546639810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a wonderful time.  We stopped off at a few beaches where I marveled at all the pretty rocks while Pete skipped them in the rivers headed to the ocean.  He tried to teach me how to skip a rock but I failed miserably.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TARwuolLSmI/AAAAAAAABKE/1q3Mk05JSaE/s1600/P1010005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TARwuolLSmI/AAAAAAAABKE/1q3Mk05JSaE/s400/P1010005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477626993259006562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At one of the beaches we discovered this pile of starfish.  If I was a starfish I would want to be Orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TARweo8nNYI/AAAAAAAABJ8/UAH4OzHKBSw/s1600/star.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TARweo8nNYI/AAAAAAAABJ8/UAH4OzHKBSw/s400/star.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477626718479398274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also saw 2 bald eagles while we were at the beaches.  I thought that was pretty rad.  In addition to visiting the beach we took a trip to the rain forest and also to a few waterfalls.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TARvs0RS_KI/AAAAAAAABJ0/IFVkaUHkhRg/s1600/IMG_0432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TARvs0RS_KI/AAAAAAAABJ0/IFVkaUHkhRg/s400/IMG_0432.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477625862525484194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next time we go to visit Olympic National Park we want to do the 17 mile coastal hike between the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hoh&lt;/span&gt; River and La Push.   Anyone want to come with us?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-7657790066744315779?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/7657790066744315779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=7657790066744315779' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/7657790066744315779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/7657790066744315779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2010/05/olympic-national-park.html' title='Olympic National Park'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/TARxs_cDT8I/AAAAAAAABKM/2YcBmW8MEKo/s72-c/ps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-436775487860369994</id><published>2010-05-23T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T23:41:49.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cirque du Soleil</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pete is RAD! He surprised me by taking me to the Cirque &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;du&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Soleil&lt;/span&gt; this weekend. Generally he's not very good at keeping secrets but this time he did a great job. We had such a good time. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S_oCPzZczWI/AAAAAAAABJk/BLx2yruO_Bw/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474690767540505954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S_oCPzZczWI/AAAAAAAABJk/BLx2yruO_Bw/s400/photo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We saw &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;KOOZA&lt;/span&gt;. My favorite part of the show was the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;contorsionists&lt;/span&gt;. I don't know how it is physically possible for people to do the things that they did but it sure was entertaining. We also really enjoyed "the wheel of death".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-436775487860369994?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/436775487860369994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=436775487860369994' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/436775487860369994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/436775487860369994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2010/05/cirque-du-soleil.html' title='Cirque du Soleil'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S_oCPzZczWI/AAAAAAAABJk/BLx2yruO_Bw/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-7506148555458107049</id><published>2010-04-29T18:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T23:41:15.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Havasupai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Pete and I recently went on a vacation with our friends Cody and Carli. We went to Havasupai. I have been wanting to go there for years but we just hadn't gotten around to it. The hike to Havasupai is about 10 miles and really wasn't all that bad. It is flat for the most part. We hiked in on a Thursday and on the way in it snowed on us. Not what I was expecting from Arizona in April. Even though I was looking forward to being nice and warm in Arizona, the snow was nice for the hike in. It kept us from getting too hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9ySi90wxuI/AAAAAAAABI8/kqoecRfPtGM/s1600/havasupai+31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466405177130010338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9ySi90wxuI/AAAAAAAABI8/kqoecRfPtGM/s400/havasupai+31.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Along the way we meet "Buddy" (Pete named him-I wanted to call him "Rascal"). He was just hanging out on the trail. He hiked with us for quite a while but each time a we passed a different group of people he was torn between us and them. Eventually he chose to hike with someone else. I guess it's for the best though because Pete wouldn't let me pet him because he said he probably had worms.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9ySD-UiV4I/AAAAAAAABIs/UOqkVtMRLCc/s1600/havasupai+29v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466404644687337346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9ySD-UiV4I/AAAAAAAABIs/UOqkVtMRLCc/s400/havasupai+29v.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The hike in was really pretty. Lots of red sandstone with lots of unique features. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9ySsL2kLtI/AAAAAAAABJE/6xPkveUpEpI/s1600/havasupai+32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466405335514492626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9ySsL2kLtI/AAAAAAAABJE/6xPkveUpEpI/s400/havasupai+32.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yR8fgpwYI/AAAAAAAABIk/-PtqoJz13Q8/s1600/havasupai+28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466404516157571458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yR8fgpwYI/AAAAAAAABIk/-PtqoJz13Q8/s400/havasupai+28.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yRyltauRI/AAAAAAAABIc/SapmYBW0qdA/s1600/havasupai+27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466404346023033106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yRyltauRI/AAAAAAAABIc/SapmYBW0qdA/s400/havasupai+27.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yRoiL3B5I/AAAAAAAABIU/ZTKowcXfzs8/s1600/havasupai+26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466404173278283666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yRoiL3B5I/AAAAAAAABIU/ZTKowcXfzs8/s400/havasupai+26.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At 8 miles in we ran into a small Indian village. It is the only place in the US that still gets mail by the pony express. Pete and I really wanted to send all of our friends and family post cards via the pony express but when we got there they where all sold out of post cards :( We were just a little disappointed to say the least.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9zMjSi7bWI/AAAAAAAABJc/znmbGIpfDoA/s1600/pony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466468954366766434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9zMjSi7bWI/AAAAAAAABJc/znmbGIpfDoA/s400/pony.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our friend Cody, who came with us is an amazing photographer and along the way we often stopped to take pictures. While he was instructing his wife on how to make the perfect pose Pete was instructing me.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yQhxZzuxI/AAAAAAAABIE/A9Mvhr8uWtc/s1600/havasupai+23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466402957592607506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yQhxZzuxI/AAAAAAAABIE/A9Mvhr8uWtc/s400/havasupai+23.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Needless to say I think her poses might have been slightly more becoming.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yzCFi3Z9I/AAAAAAAABJM/Kl2CmQpFfY4/s1600/havasupai+24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466440896150464466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yzCFi3Z9I/AAAAAAAABJM/Kl2CmQpFfY4/s400/havasupai+24.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At least I've learned that batting your eyes really fast is never a good look for a camera. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yQa7YOmCI/AAAAAAAABH8/bgCEA3O4lJU/s1600/havasupai+22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466402840011249698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yQa7YOmCI/AAAAAAAABH8/bgCEA3O4lJU/s400/havasupai+22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After we left the village we had just 2 more miles to go till we made it to our camp site. At this point we were hiking along side the river. The water was so clear and green. It was rad but I was getting tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yQLku56cI/AAAAAAAABH0/oljocB5KTes/s1600/havasupai+21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466402576234310082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yQLku56cI/AAAAAAAABH0/oljocB5KTes/s400/havasupai+21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yQD_f7vLI/AAAAAAAABHs/8RyMd23rx7g/s1600/havasupai+20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466402445980318898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yQD_f7vLI/AAAAAAAABHs/8RyMd23rx7g/s400/havasupai+20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was so relieved by the time we made it to Havasu Falls because that meant we were nearly there. This falls was really cool. I guess a few years ago there where 2 water falls side by side, however, there was a massive mud slide that wiped out the other falls. I wish I could have seen it before the slide but it is still amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yPvyk7bAI/AAAAAAAABHk/uqTgB57AZWE/s1600/havasupai+19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466402098914225154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yPvyk7bAI/AAAAAAAABHk/uqTgB57AZWE/s400/havasupai+19.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By the time we set up camp I was exhausted and went right to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yPnwPc-3I/AAAAAAAABHc/NHbpo8KhRC8/s1600/havasupai+18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466401960848325490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yPnwPc-3I/AAAAAAAABHc/NHbpo8KhRC8/s400/havasupai+18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Friday we decided we would hike down to the where the canyon we were in meet with the Grand Canyon 8 miles away. At the very beginning of the hike there was a large cliff that had a steep trail etched into it's side. I thought it was more like climbing then hiking. But after that things mellowed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yPhL08n0I/AAAAAAAABHU/Dnz6UAuVkS0/s1600/havasupai+17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466401847994261314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yPhL08n0I/AAAAAAAABHU/Dnz6UAuVkS0/s400/havasupai+17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Along the way there were lots of really scenic areas. Here is a picture of Carli and Me at one such scenic stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yPZVq_XvI/AAAAAAAABHM/UEL7QkrPMzc/s1600/havasupai+16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466401713197899506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yPZVq_XvI/AAAAAAAABHM/UEL7QkrPMzc/s400/havasupai+16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yPSDzrjwI/AAAAAAAABHE/Bt25Ppn-DFg/s1600/havasupai+15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466401588143427330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yPSDzrjwI/AAAAAAAABHE/Bt25Ppn-DFg/s400/havasupai+15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Below is Beaver Falls. It was my favorite waterfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yO8MAlAgI/AAAAAAAABG0/tg0i7RT-_BY/s1600/havasupai+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466401212387885570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yO8MAlAgI/AAAAAAAABG0/tg0i7RT-_BY/s400/havasupai+13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We stopped her for quite some time while Cody worked on getting the perfect picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yO0VkeOEI/AAAAAAAABGs/Z35FDWO7Su4/s1600/havasupai+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466401077515401282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yO0VkeOEI/AAAAAAAABGs/Z35FDWO7Su4/s400/havasupai+12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We all helped out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yOm3mGyVI/AAAAAAAABGc/f8I2lZxnFyI/s1600/havasupai+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466400846130891090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yOm3mGyVI/AAAAAAAABGc/f8I2lZxnFyI/s400/havasupai+10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(The above picture was for my mom who decorated our home with an Indian/Desert theme when I was little. I saw this cactus garden and thought of you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yOheW4PCI/AAAAAAAABGU/JDklrhOAOW8/s1600/havasupai+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466400753456790562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9yOheW4PCI/AAAAAAAABGU/JDklrhOAOW8/s400/havasupai+9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After we finished our escapades at Beaver Falls Carli and Cody headed back to camp and Pete and I pressed forward in hopes that we might reach the grand canyon. As we hiked the trail often dead ended up against the river and we were forced to ford the river to get back on the trail. I didn't feel like hiking in soggy shoes so Pete came to the rescue and carried me across the river. By the time all was said and done Pete carried me across the river 17 times. My husband rocks. He only got me wet once and I dried off pretty fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9xWtVrdo-I/AAAAAAAABGE/YYqnyblkqpg/s1600/havasupai+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466339384634483682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9xWtVrdo-I/AAAAAAAABGE/YYqnyblkqpg/s400/havasupai+7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We hiked for a couple more hours before we realized that if we didn't turn back we might be hiking in the dark and we didn't have head lamps. Pete had me pretty convinced that we might have to sleep on the trail because it would be too dangerous for us to continue to hike in the dark as there were some steep cliffs and some areas where we had to ford the river. (I decided if we did have to sleep on the trail I was going to take pictures of me signing messages to my family just in case I got hypothermia and didn't make it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9xWlqhp8EI/AAAAAAAABF8/OGCaAk3SgpM/s1600/havasupai+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466339252791537730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9xWlqhp8EI/AAAAAAAABF8/OGCaAk3SgpM/s400/havasupai+6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Luckily that didn't turn out to be an issue. We made it back with time to spare. We had spent so much time taking pictures during the earlier part of the day that we hadn't covered too much ground so we made much better time on the way home. I must admit that I was relived we didn't have to go up the cliff trail in the dark or sleep on the trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9xWaG54hFI/AAAAAAAABF0/d-FUcy65ENk/s1600/havasupai+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466339054250918994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9xWaG54hFI/AAAAAAAABF0/d-FUcy65ENk/s400/havasupai+5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was a little disappointed that we didn't make it to the Grand Canyon and the Colorado River but I guess there is always next time. Better to be safe then sorry. When we got back and talked to other people who had done the hike in the past we learned that we were likely just a ridge or 2 away. We were nearly there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9xWUd9cWzI/AAAAAAAABFs/rcke0jVGsXo/s1600/havasupai+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466338957360651058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9xWUd9cWzI/AAAAAAAABFs/rcke0jVGsXo/s400/havasupai+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Saturday we just played in the water, soaked up the sun, and goofed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9xWL3kymOI/AAAAAAAABFk/5IkMlrQcNfA/s1600/havasupai+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466338809617750242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9xWL3kymOI/AAAAAAAABFk/5IkMlrQcNfA/s400/havasupai+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I even got Pete to participate in a dance party at the base of a water fall with me which was a lot of fun!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9zHGo1DQDI/AAAAAAAABJU/5C-VtQibZWk/s1600/dance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466462964574011442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9zHGo1DQDI/AAAAAAAABJU/5C-VtQibZWk/s400/dance.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9xV-9hgWCI/AAAAAAAABFU/A81kZ2Xp8PA/s1600/havasupai+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466338587876284450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9xV-9hgWCI/AAAAAAAABFU/A81kZ2Xp8PA/s400/havasupai+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9xV5GNpdOI/AAAAAAAABFM/B5p7X4hxo20/s1600/havasupai+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466338487129699554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9xV5GNpdOI/AAAAAAAABFM/B5p7X4hxo20/s400/havasupai+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9xVkDYRR2I/AAAAAAAABFE/v1W7eOhoDX8/s1600/feet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466338125591693154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9xVkDYRR2I/AAAAAAAABFE/v1W7eOhoDX8/s400/feet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Sunday we hiked out. The hike out was not too bad until the last 2 miles. At which point there was no more shade, it was HOT, and the idea of the massive hill at the end was nearly unbearable. Lucky for me Pete was super encouraging and let me hang on to one of the straps on his backpack for a little extra motivation. A lot of other people were hiking out at the same time we were. They all looked pretty tired too, but they had all paid to have horses haul their bags out so they didn't have the extra weight we did. The horses hauling there bags seemed just as exhausted as me. Some times they even looked a little delusional. I felt bad for them. Once I finally reached the top I rewarded myself with a popsicle which someone was selling out of their car. A popsicle never tasted so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9xVdewI7II/AAAAAAAABE8/_b8D33rJf3g/s1600/Hoover+Dam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466338012680481922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9xVdewI7II/AAAAAAAABE8/_b8D33rJf3g/s400/Hoover+Dam.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the drive back to Vegas stopped to check out Hoover Dam. I thought I had been there before but I called the only people who I would have gone there with and they both told me I had never been there. I guess it's another one of my false memories. I have many. The dam was really cool and it was fun to walk across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9xVXi4XPuI/AAAAAAAABE0/IZMoT-hWCrQ/s1600/Hoover+Dam+Bridge+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 269px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466337910709501666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9xVXi4XPuI/AAAAAAAABE0/IZMoT-hWCrQ/s400/Hoover+Dam+Bridge+.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They are building a bridge just down stream from the dam. It is such a pretty bridge. This picture really doesn't do it justice. Pete thinks this bridge might have the largest drop in the US when all is said and done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-7506148555458107049?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/7506148555458107049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=7506148555458107049' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/7506148555458107049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/7506148555458107049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2010/04/havasupai.html' title='Havasupai'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S9ySi90wxuI/AAAAAAAABI8/kqoecRfPtGM/s72-c/havasupai+31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-4768184623928150224</id><published>2010-03-27T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T19:04:24.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhododendrons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pete and I just found out that we live right next to a Rhododendron Garden so we decided to take a little day trip there.  I thought one of the coolest things at the garden was this bridge.  Ever since I married Pete I have had this new found appreciation for bridges...I think it is kind of funny.    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S66zbDa9d4I/AAAAAAAABEs/vHvR3S_YYHg/s1600/5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S66zbDa9d4I/AAAAAAAABEs/vHvR3S_YYHg/s400/5.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453493476148475778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Neither Pete nor I were really sure what a rhododendron was so we spent most of our time there debating whether the rhodedendron where the flowering bushes or trees.  It turns out that they are both rhododendrons.  I thought these red ones were really striking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S66zN-9IbvI/AAAAAAAABEc/2FO2gFOLX44/s1600/10.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S66zN-9IbvI/AAAAAAAABEc/2FO2gFOLX44/s400/10.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453493251611324146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This pink flower ball was pretty rad too.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S66zInWmWBI/AAAAAAAABEU/D7SRCbYG8zc/s1600/12.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S66zInWmWBI/AAAAAAAABEU/D7SRCbYG8zc/s400/12.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453493159376345106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pete and I also thought this wall was really neat.   It has plants growing out of it!  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S66zTZ3wS_I/AAAAAAAABEk/mYbMiAsuZXg/s1600/6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S66zTZ3wS_I/AAAAAAAABEk/mYbMiAsuZXg/s400/6.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453493344735874034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyhow we discovered that we can get in free on Tuesdays and Wednesdays (otherwise 3$ per person).  I think we will probably make another trip there soon.  It was so beautiful.  Besides the flowers and the bridges there were also lots of cool looking ducks, geese, and even a blue heron.  (The geese weren't too nice.  One of them hissed at both me and Pete and I thought it was going to attack me.  Needless to say I took the long way around.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-4768184623928150224?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/4768184623928150224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=4768184623928150224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/4768184623928150224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/4768184623928150224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2010/03/rhododendrons.html' title='Rhododendrons'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S66zbDa9d4I/AAAAAAAABEs/vHvR3S_YYHg/s72-c/5.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-4616476214237635363</id><published>2010-03-14T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T20:50:55.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>R6 Inpatient Medicine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just finished my Inpatient Medicine rotation.  Learned all kinds of things.  6 rotations down...just 4 to go! Also as of today just 5 more months until graduation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-4616476214237635363?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/4616476214237635363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=4616476214237635363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/4616476214237635363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/4616476214237635363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2010/03/r6-inpatient-medicine.html' title='R6 Inpatient Medicine'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-8919221046852164296</id><published>2010-03-11T15:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T10:48:56.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Years! Already?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Time Really has flown by. I can't believe Pete and I have been married for 4 YEARS!!! Crazy!!! I am so lucky to have such a rad husband and I can't wait for all of our exciting adventures in the years to come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Each year for our anniversary we get a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;myJone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It takes the pressure off of getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt; a gift :) Here is what this years label looks like. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S5qGr58mM_I/AAAAAAAABEM/cw06Xyz-g7M/s1600-h/mj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447814788105516018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 343px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S5qGr58mM_I/AAAAAAAABEM/cw06Xyz-g7M/s400/mj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;quote&lt;/span&gt; a love song on the back. This years love song is LOVE YOU MADLY by Cake.  And I must admit I really do LOVE PETE MADLY!!!  Here is a link to the music video...note who wins in the end.  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-_jPuASK3FE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-_jPuASK3FE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOVE YOU MADLY &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;by Cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't want to wonder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If this is a blunder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't want to worry whether &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We're Going to stay together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Till we die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't want to jump in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unless this music's thumping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All the dishes rattle in the cupboards&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When the elephants arrive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to love you madly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to love you now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to love you madly, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ouais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to love you, love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love you madly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't want to fake it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just want to make it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The ornaments look pretty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But they're pulling down the branches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of the Tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't want to think about it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't want to talk about it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I kiss your lips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to sink down to the bottom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of the sea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to love you madly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to love you now, yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to love you madly, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ouais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to love you, love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love you madly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't want to hold back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't want to slip down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't want to think back to the one thing that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know I Should have done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't want to doubt you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Know everything about you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't want to sit across the table from you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wishing I could run&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to love you madly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to love you now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to love you madly, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ouais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to love you, love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love you madly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-_jPuASK3FE"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-8919221046852164296?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/8919221046852164296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=8919221046852164296' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/8919221046852164296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/8919221046852164296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2010/03/4-years-already.html' title='4 Years! Already?'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S5qGr58mM_I/AAAAAAAABEM/cw06Xyz-g7M/s72-c/mj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-5947850411509937129</id><published>2010-02-08T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T20:43:46.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 out of 10 isn't bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S3CoaXUkFBI/AAAAAAAABD0/LdWeVpyWKAY/s1600-h/fade2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436029921126519826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 148px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S3CoaXUkFBI/AAAAAAAABD0/LdWeVpyWKAY/s400/fade2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pete and I had an amazing weekend!!! Although it was much too short. Really we just had 1 day together because Pete went to Utah on Friday for his best friends wedding and didn't come back until Sunday morning. I think he would have liked to stay longer but I insisted he come home because since I was in between rotations I didn't have any homework and I really wanted to do something fun with him.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436029625148682386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S3CoJIt8sJI/AAAAAAAABDk/KVIGU_Eyj_Y/s320/IMG_0611.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Our fun adventure consisted of a hike through Silver Falls State Park. We had planned on just hiking for a mile or 2 but each time we got to a new waterfall we seemed so close to the next waterfall that we couldn't help but go just a little further. When all was said and done our 2 mile hike turned into more like 9-10 miles. Above is a picture of us at the first waterfall, South Falls.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436028974157425442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S3CnjPliayI/AAAAAAAABDU/cIhLaagRQUE/s320/IMG_0615auto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Along the way there were lots of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; things to look at. One of my favorite things was this really old large tree trunk &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; core had rotted out. There was a small opening in the trunk just big enough for me to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;squeeze&lt;/span&gt; through. I instantly recognized it as the coolest fort ever and rushed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436029243392006818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S3Cny6kEGqI/AAAAAAAABDc/wA1c39YNb4g/s320/IMG_0614.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Pete tried to come in too but he was just too muscular to fit through such a small hole. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436028065805729746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S3CmuXtnf9I/AAAAAAAABDM/81xwlUcC120/s320/IMG_0624.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The second waterfall we came across was called Lower South Falls. (they weren't feeling very creative when they named these falls.) I thought it was really pretty. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436027877602676546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S3Cmjamgz0I/AAAAAAAABDE/gD5P0XtL7Ww/s320/IMG_0629.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The trail we were on was pretty sweet because it always seemed to bring you right up next to the waterfalls and then back behind it if at all possible. We had a fun time hiding behind the sheets of water where I may or may not have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;stolen&lt;/span&gt; a kiss or 2 from Pete :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436027767632710642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S3CmdA7oS_I/AAAAAAAABC8/QM_aMLcsaBw/s320/IMG_0637.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Another one of my favorite parts about this hike were some of the bridges...Ever since I married Pete I have gained a new appreciation for bridges. (When he was younger his family would take massive detours when on road trips just so Pete could see some special bridge.) I just love the way they look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436027565604710930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S3CmRQUZqhI/AAAAAAAABC0/_UrVGXXkqLM/s320/IMG_0642.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Above is a picture of the 3rdwaterfall we came across, Lower North Falls and below is the 4th, Double Falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436027326953362242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S3CmDXRfE0I/AAAAAAAABCs/RYs8y_xWRd0/s320/IMG_0647.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The 5th waterfall we came across was Drake Falls, pictured below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S3Cl2FlajII/AAAAAAAABCk/uyoXMjHVlOw/s1600-h/IMG_0652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436027098866814082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S3Cl2FlajII/AAAAAAAABCk/uyoXMjHVlOw/s320/IMG_0652.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then of course there was the 6th falls, Middle North Falls, another one of my favorites.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436026743342627618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S3ClhZJ1-yI/AAAAAAAABCU/7pL5nsZ9JxM/s320/IMG_0657.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We hiked behind this falls too and then hung out for a while in a little cave on the other side where the trail hit a dead end.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436026907583614290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S3Clq8_8jVI/AAAAAAAABCc/SzN0uxuEJHs/s320/IMG_0656.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In addition to all of the falls there were also a bunch of creeks and streams that I thought were also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt;. Here I am next to one of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436026024637622850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S3Ck3jxN6kI/AAAAAAAABB8/iCf18Mt8P0c/s320/IMG_0674.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Below is a picture of the 7th falls we saw along the hike, Twin Falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436025719480877810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S3Ckly-LgvI/AAAAAAAABB0/bOgmDDtK6mQ/s320/IMG_0679.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And then there was the North Falls pictured below which seemed to be the most powerful of them all. It was the 8th falls we saw along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436025542273234290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S3Ckbe0ldXI/AAAAAAAABBs/DVvOJ8vmp18/s320/IMG_0685.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And then finally the 9th and falss we visited was Winter Falls.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436821417611150994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S3N4RhfyxpI/AAAAAAAABD8/qbejUx5XE9I/s400/IMG_0700.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I couldn't believe how many waterfalls were packed along this trail. The trail itself was called Trail of Ten Falls. We only saw 9. I don't know how we missed the 10th and final falls but 9 out of 10 isn't so bad if you ask me. By the time we were done with the hike I was a mess. COVERED IN MUD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436025367846669890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S3CkRVCDTkI/AAAAAAAABBk/rCYM33WIbEs/s320/IMG_0701.jpg" border="0" /&gt;But it was most definitely worth it. Actually it made me wish I had my own pile of mud to play in. I just wish every weekend was just as much fun. We had such a great time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-5947850411509937129?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/5947850411509937129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=5947850411509937129' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/5947850411509937129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/5947850411509937129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2010/02/9-out-of-10-isnt-bad.html' title='9 out of 10 isn&apos;t bad'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S3CoaXUkFBI/AAAAAAAABD0/LdWeVpyWKAY/s72-c/fade2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-4706960579411072530</id><published>2010-02-05T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T19:48:23.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>R5 Emergency Medicine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S2zkZEtLagI/AAAAAAAABBU/mH0QH5qNtn8/s1600-h/stethoscope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434969969740442114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S2zkZEtLagI/AAAAAAAABBU/mH0QH5qNtn8/s200/stethoscope.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished up my ER rotation at Mt. Hood Legacy Emergency Department. I was able to work with a lot of amazing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MD's&lt;/span&gt; there and I had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights of this rotation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Watched a Dr. perform a successful emergency &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cricothyrotomy&lt;/span&gt;. (It was the 1st time in his many years of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;practice&lt;/span&gt; that he had needed to do one.)&lt;br /&gt;2. I was able to incise and drain a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;abscesses&lt;/span&gt;-ouch.&lt;br /&gt;3. I got to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hidradenitis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Suppurativa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;4. I learned how to do a digital nerve block.&lt;br /&gt;5. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;relocated&lt;/span&gt; a patella and a fractured &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pinky&lt;/span&gt; toe.&lt;br /&gt;6. I saw a fractured and grossly displaced ankle. (if you only knew...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; rotations down...JUST 5 MORE TO GO!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-4706960579411072530?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/4706960579411072530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=4706960579411072530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/4706960579411072530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/4706960579411072530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-just-finished-up-my-er-rotation-at-mt.html' title='R5 Emergency Medicine'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/S2zkZEtLagI/AAAAAAAABBU/mH0QH5qNtn8/s72-c/stethoscope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-4618658621697810988</id><published>2009-12-29T13:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T14:55:37.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sandy</title><content type='html'>It's been brown...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Szp3BgeQBKI/AAAAAAAABAs/gyCf8ztAXZw/s1600-h/brown2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420775969274201250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Szp3BgeQBKI/AAAAAAAABAs/gyCf8ztAXZw/s200/brown2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's been blond...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Szp2kPeUk6I/AAAAAAAABAk/xtCoWGnbUD4/s1600-h/blond2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420775466494890914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Szp2kPeUk6I/AAAAAAAABAk/xtCoWGnbUD4/s200/blond2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's even been red...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420776081567154242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Szp3ICy-gEI/AAAAAAAABA0/nhUEsh9WVWQ/s200/red2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;But it hasn't been this short&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Szp3RMQhX8I/AAAAAAAABA8/7QRYDXIYPuM/s1600-h/hair2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420776238725816258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Szp3RMQhX8I/AAAAAAAABA8/7QRYDXIYPuM/s200/hair2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in a really long time...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Szp3hfor2lI/AAAAAAAABBE/ypP4-cVEeS4/s1600-h/short.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420776518805346898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Szp3hfor2lI/AAAAAAAABBE/ypP4-cVEeS4/s200/short.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-4618658621697810988?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/4618658621697810988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=4618658621697810988' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/4618658621697810988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/4618658621697810988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2009/12/sandy.html' title='Sandy'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Szp3BgeQBKI/AAAAAAAABAs/gyCf8ztAXZw/s72-c/brown2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-9183014142569324607</id><published>2009-12-29T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T12:03:28.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pete</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Pete we all know and love...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Szpceg7yCdI/AAAAAAAAA_k/7bth1o6wHUc/s1600-h/pete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Szpceg7yCdI/AAAAAAAAA_k/7bth1o6wHUc/s400/pete.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420746780800322002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;attempts a goatee...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Szpb44CF8mI/AAAAAAAAA_U/5jDrUoI23H0/s1600-h/Pete+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Szpb44CF8mI/AAAAAAAAA_U/5jDrUoI23H0/s400/Pete+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420746134165779042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but he hates it, so he goes on to bigger and better things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;-&gt;the stash...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Szpdct80vUI/AAAAAAAAA_s/eeBLAbposOA/s1600-h/Pete+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Szpdct80vUI/AAAAAAAAA_s/eeBLAbposOA/s400/Pete+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420747849446243650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but his wife doesn't like to kiss a furry lip, so sadly the stash is now gone.  We will miss the way it looked ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-9183014142569324607?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/9183014142569324607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=9183014142569324607' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/9183014142569324607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/9183014142569324607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2009/12/pete.html' title='Pete'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Szpceg7yCdI/AAAAAAAAA_k/7bth1o6wHUc/s72-c/pete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-358600603234324083</id><published>2009-12-15T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T22:30:09.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speak Out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Speak Out Against Intimate Partner Violence...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SyhGnlRcHII/AAAAAAAAA_M/iQEDUmLHyEs/s1600-h/silenced.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SyhGnlRcHII/AAAAAAAAA_M/iQEDUmLHyEs/s400/silenced.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415656197747121282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;was the title of my community outreach project that I had to do for PA school.  I spoke to a group of 9th graders in my home town about Intimate Partner Violence.  They were a very good audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 in every 4 women will be a victim of Intimate Partner Violence at some point in their lives.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 in every 13 men will be a victim of Intimate Partner Violence at some point in their lives.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 in every 11 teens has been a victim of physical dating violence.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Basically the take home point of my presentation was that any relationship can become abusive and that it is important that we speak up and raise awareness about intimate partner violence and let others know that it is unacceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(above picture from the domestic violence resource center)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-358600603234324083?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/358600603234324083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=358600603234324083' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/358600603234324083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/358600603234324083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2009/12/speak-out.html' title='Speak Out...'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SyhGnlRcHII/AAAAAAAAA_M/iQEDUmLHyEs/s72-c/silenced.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-5126196306250555747</id><published>2009-12-04T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T12:19:56.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Traditions</title><content type='html'>When I was younger every year for my birthday we would make a Christmas ornament or some other Christmas craft.  We've made penguins out of blown eggs, reindeer from clothes pins, felt Christmas trees containing kisses, and of course there was Oscar the Grouch.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sxlrrc5985I/AAAAAAAAA-s/kQGGphvefIA/s1600-h/IMG_0070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sxlrrc5985I/AAAAAAAAA-s/kQGGphvefIA/s400/IMG_0070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411474821500236690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well it's been a while since we've made ornaments, but this year the family tradition is up and rolling again.  While we were in Elko Misty, my Mom, and I made bottle cap Christmas ornaments.  I think they turned out so cute.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sxlsshrq4bI/AAAAAAAAA-8/NoY1sa4bang/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sxlsshrq4bI/AAAAAAAAA-8/NoY1sa4bang/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411475939473940914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In honor of my new Christmas ornaments I bought a small little tree.  This is the 1st Christmas tree I have had since I left home 6 1/2 years ago.  I always wanted a small Christmas tree when I was younger.  I thought it would make it look like there were more presents under the tree.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SxlsGClj0hI/AAAAAAAAA-0/eEfk7pmi6Tg/s1600-h/IMG_0581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SxlsGClj0hI/AAAAAAAAA-0/eEfk7pmi6Tg/s400/IMG_0581.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411475278291784210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unfortunately, I think Santa is planning on meeting us in Utah this year so I don't think this tree will get to see many presents.  But even better than presents under the Christmas tree are all the friends and family we will get to see while we are in Utah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-5126196306250555747?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/5126196306250555747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=5126196306250555747' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/5126196306250555747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/5126196306250555747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2009/12/family-traditions.html' title='Family Traditions'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sxlrrc5985I/AAAAAAAAA-s/kQGGphvefIA/s72-c/IMG_0070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-465225281858273934</id><published>2009-12-03T17:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T17:13:03.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pete's Work Makes Press</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SxhiCOnXKZI/AAAAAAAAA-k/FmjYDE7islI/s1600-h/work+pete.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SxhiCOnXKZI/AAAAAAAAA-k/FmjYDE7islI/s400/work+pete.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411182742708103570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Read about it if you would like:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.lakeoswegoreview.com/news/story.php?story_id=125979712542758200&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-465225281858273934?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/465225281858273934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=465225281858273934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/465225281858273934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/465225281858273934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2009/12/petes-work-makes-press.html' title='Pete&apos;s Work Makes Press'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SxhiCOnXKZI/AAAAAAAAA-k/FmjYDE7islI/s72-c/work+pete.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-5566819928011925974</id><published>2009-12-01T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T08:12:32.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skiing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last weekend Pete and I went on a short skiing adventure to Mt. Hood.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SxU_-6joFCI/AAAAAAAAA-M/TjbndnUMBKk/s1600/PB280237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SxU_-6joFCI/AAAAAAAAA-M/TjbndnUMBKk/s320/PB280237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410300877458641954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm usually not a very big fan of skiing with Pete cuz he goes too fast down too bumpy and too steep of hills with too much powder and I end up crashing and tumbling down behind him.  He tells me that if you aren't crashing and tumbling you're not pushing yourself but I think it is much more fun to not crash or tumble.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SxU_dboZ-lI/AAAAAAAAA-E/Acuq1JTh54A/s1600/PB280218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SxU_dboZ-lI/AAAAAAAAA-E/Acuq1JTh54A/s320/PB280218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410300302221507154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Any how we went to Timberline and we had a wonderful time together.  Pete took it easy.  (He Had to cuz there really wasn't anything steep or bumpy or deep in powder.) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SxU-2Vqkn-I/AAAAAAAAA98/XRDxgi2t_lo/s1600/PB280232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SxU-2Vqkn-I/AAAAAAAAA98/XRDxgi2t_lo/s320/PB280232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410299630605082594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really need to brush up on my skiing skills sometime because I love to hear about all the ski trips Pete went on with him family when he was a kid and I hope we can do the same for our kids (when we have 'em).  I guess I probably have 8-10 years before I really need to worry about having kids that can ski.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SxU-WeTujTI/AAAAAAAAA90/sRPasAp1ijg/s1600/IMG_0172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SxU-WeTujTI/AAAAAAAAA90/sRPasAp1ijg/s320/IMG_0172.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410299083169369394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben, Pete, Libby, and Polly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-5566819928011925974?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/5566819928011925974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=5566819928011925974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/5566819928011925974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/5566819928011925974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2009/12/skiing.html' title='Skiing'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SxU_-6joFCI/AAAAAAAAA-M/TjbndnUMBKk/s72-c/PB280237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-6623146267564852677</id><published>2009-11-30T08:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T15:20:08.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;This year for Thanksgiving Pete and I went to Elko, Nevada where my sister and her family live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;We had a wonderful time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;I got to meet my little nephew Dock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;He is so cute and cuddly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SxPwxB1itiI/AAAAAAAAA9E/q3mjaYnQFzg/s1600/IMG_0569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409932302499362338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SxPwxB1itiI/AAAAAAAAA9E/q3mjaYnQFzg/s320/IMG_0569.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;I also got to play a bunch with Ford.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;We had such a great time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;He is a RAD little guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SxPw5Rsp6yI/AAAAAAAAA9M/KJiK8c7YmxU/s1600/3364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409932444196006690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SxPw5Rsp6yI/AAAAAAAAA9M/KJiK8c7YmxU/s320/3364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Other than that we just hung out, did crafts, ate delicious food, and had a lot to be thankful for.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Pete and I did manage to venture out to Lamoille Canyon.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It was absolutely spectacular.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It’s been dubbed the Yosemite of Nevada.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The next time we visit Elko I am sure Pete will be packing all of his climbing gear.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-6623146267564852677?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/6623146267564852677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=6623146267564852677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/6623146267564852677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/6623146267564852677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SxPwxB1itiI/AAAAAAAAA9E/q3mjaYnQFzg/s72-c/IMG_0569.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-7424040613641696118</id><published>2009-11-29T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T22:22:27.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rotation 4, Women's Health</title><content type='html'>I've spent the last 5 weeks living in Boise, Idaho.  I was there doing a rotation in Women's Health.&lt;br /&gt;The highlights of this rotation:&lt;br /&gt;1.  I was able to assist in the delivery of 2 baby's.  I got to catch them on the way out.  It was an awesome experience.&lt;br /&gt;2. I was able to help (although minimally) with a few c-sections too.&lt;br /&gt;3.  I saw endometriosis during a laparoscopic hysterectomy.&lt;br /&gt;4.  I helped with numerous vaginal hysterectomies.&lt;br /&gt;5.  I helped with a couple tubal ligations.&lt;br /&gt;6. I got to do a ton of prenatal visits.  It made me maybe just a little baby hungry.  I thought it was so cool each time I found the babies little heart beat!&lt;br /&gt;7. I worked with some amazing people&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SxNaHKdsYQI/AAAAAAAAA88/bQlf8C2zRlY/s1600/stals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SxNaHKdsYQI/AAAAAAAAA88/bQlf8C2zRlY/s320/stals.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409766656516579586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The lowlights of this rotation:&lt;br /&gt;1. With every new rotation I realize how much I actually don't know...grrr.&lt;br /&gt;2. I was stuck with a suturing needle during a surgery and had to go to the ER for blood tests which I didn't end up getting...long story...left the ER before the doc had a chance to see me so I did manage to avoid the huge ER bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SxNZ6EgbWZI/AAAAAAAAA8s/u5u9un2y-T8/s1600/er.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 62px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SxNZ6EgbWZI/AAAAAAAAA8s/u5u9un2y-T8/s400/er.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409766431579134354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 rotations down...5 to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-7424040613641696118?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/7424040613641696118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=7424040613641696118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/7424040613641696118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/7424040613641696118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2009/11/rotation-4-womens-health.html' title='Rotation 4, Women&apos;s Health'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SxNaHKdsYQI/AAAAAAAAA88/bQlf8C2zRlY/s72-c/stals.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-2368157320185528218</id><published>2009-10-31T23:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T16:03:53.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope You Had A Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SvDEnFiGbmI/AAAAAAAAA8k/sMIQ4PwDY-o/s1600-h/IMG_0540r.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400032128996372066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SvDEnFiGbmI/AAAAAAAAA8k/sMIQ4PwDY-o/s400/IMG_0540r.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-2368157320185528218?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/2368157320185528218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=2368157320185528218' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/2368157320185528218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/2368157320185528218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2009/10/hope-you-had-happy-halloween.html' title='Hope You Had A Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SvDEnFiGbmI/AAAAAAAAA8k/sMIQ4PwDY-o/s72-c/IMG_0540r.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-8969957972402789121</id><published>2009-10-31T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T08:32:55.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Finlinson #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Congratulations Misty and Wade and Ford!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SuxWSHkyDaI/AAAAAAAAA8c/PA7TPQyTFJ0/s1600-h/Dock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398784922581339554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SuxWSHkyDaI/AAAAAAAAA8c/PA7TPQyTFJ0/s320/Dock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little Baby Finlinson #2 is finally here. His name is Dock Patrick Finlinson and he arrived on October 30th. I can't wait to meet the little man! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-8969957972402789121?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/8969957972402789121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=8969957972402789121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/8969957972402789121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/8969957972402789121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2009/10/baby-finlinson-2.html' title='Baby Finlinson #2'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SuxWSHkyDaI/AAAAAAAAA8c/PA7TPQyTFJ0/s72-c/Dock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-5902056873732212285</id><published>2009-10-24T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T11:39:23.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leavenworth</title><content type='html'>So I haven't been blogging about many fun adventures lately, mostly because I haven't been on any...Too busy with school to get out much these days.  Pete on the other hand still gets out every chance he gets.  A few weeks ago Pete was able to go to Leavenworth WA.  He really enjoyed the climbing there and is already planning our next trip back.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SuNGi0fbqjI/AAAAAAAAA8M/PZAYVlPS-hE/s1600-h/P9190052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SuNGi0fbqjI/AAAAAAAAA8M/PZAYVlPS-hE/s320/P9190052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396234342539962930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the top of one the climbs Pete was greeted by 2 curious mountain goats.  I am sure they thought he was crazy :)  Pete captured the above Kodak moment before even completing the climb.  I think he is too funny.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SuNI_6xREkI/AAAAAAAAA8U/a26cgz8bfo8/s1600-h/P9190062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SuNI_6xREkI/AAAAAAAAA8U/a26cgz8bfo8/s320/P9190062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396237041464840770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Omar and Scott went to Leavenworth with Pete.  We are so lucky to have such good friends to go on all of our adventures with.  I can't wait until I can start tagging along again.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SuNGDXCboZI/AAAAAAAAA8E/0TaPo1eOPgE/s1600-h/P9190061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SuNGDXCboZI/AAAAAAAAA8E/0TaPo1eOPgE/s320/P9190061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396233802057752978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-5902056873732212285?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/5902056873732212285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=5902056873732212285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/5902056873732212285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/5902056873732212285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2009/10/leavenworth.html' title='Leavenworth'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SuNGi0fbqjI/AAAAAAAAA8M/PZAYVlPS-hE/s72-c/P9190052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-5697255795206362166</id><published>2009-10-17T11:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T22:38:45.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pediatrics</title><content type='html'>Time is flying by. I just finished my 5 week Pediatrics Rotation. I had such a great time and I was able to work with so many great people. I am really going to miss this rotation. But I will tell you what I wont miss...BEING SICK. I think I was pretty much sick with some sort of viral illness the whole time I was at this rotation. &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Little kids are viral reservoirs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/StoL78EtCVI/AAAAAAAAA78/3HUYpFcgl7k/s1600-h/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393636628095633746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/StoL78EtCVI/AAAAAAAAA78/3HUYpFcgl7k/s320/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;High Lights of this rotation.&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MRSA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; abscesses-I got to slice a couple of these open and watch the puss drain out (pretty painful)&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Perforated&lt;/span&gt; ear drums due to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Otitis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Media (ear infection)- I didn't realize how common this was. Nor did I realize that they generally heal up just fine on their own. YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Avulsion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Fracture and Mallet Finger Deformity of the Pointer finger-I hit this diagnosis right on the head, first try :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/StoLrb3jRLI/AAAAAAAAA7s/SSFG_fjXjjw/s1600-h/peds-edit+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393636344572626098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/StoLrb3jRLI/AAAAAAAAA7s/SSFG_fjXjjw/s320/peds-edit+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I am with Dr. Temple. Every year a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Doctors&lt;/span&gt; from this clinic spend some time in Africa providing much needed health care to the under served. Dr. Temple is headed over their in July 2010. That is during my last rotation which happens to be an elective. I really want to go but I don't know if my program will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;consider&lt;/span&gt; that an appropriate elective choice. They have said in the past that they want us to learn how to serve the people in our community and not abroad. But I think it would be an awesome experience and I think I would learn a lot. So if any of you have a good argument as to why I should get to go let me know so that when I approach my program I have a strong argument.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-5697255795206362166?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/5697255795206362166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=5697255795206362166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/5697255795206362166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/5697255795206362166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2009/10/pediatrics.html' title='Pediatrics'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/StoL78EtCVI/AAAAAAAAA78/3HUYpFcgl7k/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-7605170571190101512</id><published>2009-09-12T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T11:57:22.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Glasses</title><content type='html'>Ever since I was little I have had to wear glasses.   I got my first pair of glasses in kindergarten.  I have lots of fond memories of my glasses.  Mostly of loosing/breaking them.  I had one pair run over by a bus, my mom stepped on another, and then of course their was the pair that got lost in the grass only to be discovered a year later when someone finally mowed the lawn.  The stories could go on and on. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380648926906025682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SqvnsO1SBtI/AAAAAAAAA7k/NOrn8N7-67A/s320/IMG_0067BW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Over the last 5 or so years I haven't been wearing them much though because my last prescription didn't seem right and I have been too lazy to go back to the eye doc. Growing up I was always under the impression that my eyes were really bad and that I had a really strong prescription but I seem to do just fine w/o my glasses and then after marrying Pete I was amazed at how bad his vision seems to be w/o glasses.  Anyhow, I finally made it to the eye doc and guess what!  20/20 vision in both eyes!  I DON'T NEED GLASSES!?!?!? I must admit I am a little sad to see them go.  I kind of liked having glasses.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380648553245122082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SqvnWe1lHiI/AAAAAAAAA7U/5VvxwYMS0RY/s320/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the eye doc's they took pictures of the back of our eyes.  I thought this was super cool!  Above is one of my eyes and below is one of Pete's.  I think Pete's looks scary compared to mine but he thinks it looks just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380648627939594162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sqvna1GIT7I/AAAAAAAAA7c/qY9qcQ-Qet0/s320/IMG_0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-7605170571190101512?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/7605170571190101512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=7605170571190101512' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/7605170571190101512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/7605170571190101512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2009/09/goodbye-glasses.html' title='Goodbye Glasses'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SqvnsO1SBtI/AAAAAAAAA7k/NOrn8N7-67A/s72-c/IMG_0067BW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-925466029071538199</id><published>2009-09-11T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T21:39:48.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rotation 2 Done</title><content type='html'>Well, I just wrapped up my second rotation.  This one was in Community Medicine.  It was exhausting!  I don't know how I will ever be able to remember all the things I need to know!  I am now pretty much scared to death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kodak&lt;/span&gt; moment :( from this rotation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-925466029071538199?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/925466029071538199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=925466029071538199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/925466029071538199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/925466029071538199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2009/09/rotation-2-done.html' title='Rotation 2 Done'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-3562220702004491206</id><published>2009-09-10T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T23:00:12.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story Behind The Bugs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SqnnV5DoGUI/AAAAAAAAA7M/3EZTcNGCnmk/s1600-h/yuck.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 148px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SqnnV5DoGUI/AAAAAAAAA7M/3EZTcNGCnmk/s320/yuck.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380085593150069058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sadly the story behind the bugs is not really all that interesting.  It sounds much more intriguing if the details are left out but since some people have been wondering I guess I will fill in the blanks.  The other night Pete asked me to put some rice on to cook for him, so I did and I remember thinking..."This rice looks kinda funny" but I didn't really dwell on it.  Pete came home from work and ate a heaping pile of beans and rice.  YUM!  After finishing his dinner he went to put away the left overs and that was when he noticed all the bugs.  There were hundreds of them.  I don't know how we both missed them.  YUCK!!!  Luckily I had something else for dinner earlier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-3562220702004491206?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/3562220702004491206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=3562220702004491206' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/3562220702004491206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/3562220702004491206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2009/09/story-behind-bugs.html' title='The Story Behind The Bugs'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SqnnV5DoGUI/AAAAAAAAA7M/3EZTcNGCnmk/s72-c/yuck.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-5753515702338265901</id><published>2009-09-02T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T18:53:07.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I FED MY HUSBAND BUGS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Literally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-5753515702338265901?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/5753515702338265901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=5753515702338265901' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/5753515702338265901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/5753515702338265901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-fed-my-husband-bugs.html' title='I FED MY HUSBAND BUGS!'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-4662541826219800405</id><published>2009-08-07T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T21:27:49.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rotation 1 Done</title><content type='html'>Well, I am done with my first rotation and I had a blast. I got to see so many cool things and I met so many amazing people. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Snz9fams2aI/AAAAAAAAA6c/UXT29VcwWqU/s1600-h/Derm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 196px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Snz9fams2aI/AAAAAAAAA6c/UXT29VcwWqU/s320/Derm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367443572078205346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Here I am with Amy, Theresa, and Mae. I learned so much from these guys. They were great.  I also got to work with a lot of other rad people.  I am going to miss everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-4662541826219800405?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/4662541826219800405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=4662541826219800405' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/4662541826219800405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/4662541826219800405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2009/08/rotation-1-done.html' title='Rotation 1 Done'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Snz9fams2aI/AAAAAAAAA6c/UXT29VcwWqU/s72-c/Derm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-9033141757290933215</id><published>2009-07-17T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T21:15:14.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rotation 1, Dermatology</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I am officially done with my first year of PA School. Now onto the second! The first year of PA school is pretty much classroom based and maybe a little boring. But the second year is all hands on! For the next year or so I will be moving all over the state of Oregon working with and learning from practicing PAs and MDs. I am currenlty working at a Dermatology Clinic in Salem Oregon. So far I am loving Derm! I could definitely see myself continuing in this field when I am done with school. I've seen all kinds of neat things like; impetigo, cellulitis, fungal infections, psoriasis, inverse psoriasis, clavi, lots of different dermatitis', lots of different types of sun damaged skin, and lots of other things. I am slowly but surely getting better at determining the appropriate treatment for these conditions too. I have had many happy patients. Like my good friend Breanne for example, I took care of a wart on her foot. Doesn't she look happy :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SmEyI5LLNOI/AAAAAAAAA54/t50Ji3QwnxE/s1600-h/wart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359620159915635938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SmEyI5LLNOI/AAAAAAAAA54/t50Ji3QwnxE/s320/wart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I must admit I was a little concerned at how dark black the skin turned around the area I had frozen. We were worried for a little bit that we might have to amputate her toe ;) but it is looking much better now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-9033141757290933215?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/9033141757290933215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=9033141757290933215' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/9033141757290933215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/9033141757290933215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2009/07/rotation-1-dermatology.html' title='Rotation 1, Dermatology'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SmEyI5LLNOI/AAAAAAAAA54/t50Ji3QwnxE/s72-c/wart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-4003977005983759473</id><published>2009-07-01T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T14:43:27.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slacklining In The Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353604295547830130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SkvSvgAiP3I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/1m8r8zSIvVY/s320/IMG_0385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This weekend Pete and I did a little slacklining in the park. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353605024410901234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SkvTZ7PCGvI/AAAAAAAAA5o/UEGsiRbdoBQ/s320/IMG_0377.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We had a lot of fun. We even created a new game...FRISBY SLACKLINING!! (Nate is going to love it.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-4003977005983759473?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/4003977005983759473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=4003977005983759473' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/4003977005983759473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/4003977005983759473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2009/07/slacklining-in-park.html' title='Slacklining In The Park'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SkvSvgAiP3I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/1m8r8zSIvVY/s72-c/IMG_0385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-8601631817164310532</id><published>2009-06-29T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T17:00:11.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finlinson Family Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SklPqAuLQMI/AAAAAAAAA44/IqASpSazWRE/s1600-h/Fin4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352897215273320642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SklPqAuLQMI/AAAAAAAAA44/IqASpSazWRE/s320/Fin4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Finlinson&lt;/span&gt; Family dropped in for a visit this weekend and we had such a great time hanging out with them. Saturday we woke up early (Thanks Ford!) and headed to the Farmer's market where we bought some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;delicious&lt;/span&gt; Rainier Cherries and Sweet Peas to snack on. Then we headed to Saturday's Market to check out all the crafts. There were so many cool things there but I think the boys thought it was kind of boring. After that we went to the Chinese Garden. Everybody loved it.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352897321114758242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SklPwLAvbGI/AAAAAAAAA5I/rdPPc9fM-8g/s320/Fin2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The birds at the Chinese Garden are very territorial and I must have been standing the wrong way in their territory &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; one of them swooped down and knocked me in the head. It was pretty funny. Here's a picture of Me and Twister at the Chinese Garden.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352897373294035330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SklPzNZQAYI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/pLIzM4nE8mM/s320/Fin1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We also made a trip out to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Multnomah&lt;/span&gt; falls before Ford decided he was too tired to go on and we had to come home. Sunday we took it easy...Really, really easy. We woke up early (Thanks Ford!) Ate some delicious crepes and then most everyone took a long nap until we had to go to church. And then after church most everyone took another long nap. I think it was about 5:30pm before everyone was really up for the day ;) Then we headed to the Japanese Garden. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352897269604529938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SklPtLHvtxI/AAAAAAAAA5A/1Qk2jyiEqnE/s320/Fin3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I love the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Japanese&lt;/span&gt; Garden here in Portland. It is so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; and serene. Then we went on a short walk through the Hoyt Arboretum which was also beautiful. And that was pretty much all we had time for. Today the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Finlinson&lt;/span&gt; Family headed for home. I was sad to see them go. We had such a good time. I hope they visit again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352897158692373474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SklPmt8Og-I/AAAAAAAAA4w/vh4zE55MB-c/s320/Fin5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here's Ford! He was such a good little guy. I can't wait to hug and kiss him again. Oh, I miss you guys already :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-8601631817164310532?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/8601631817164310532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=8601631817164310532' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/8601631817164310532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/8601631817164310532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2009/06/finlinson-family-visit.html' title='Finlinson Family Visit'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SklPqAuLQMI/AAAAAAAAA44/IqASpSazWRE/s72-c/Fin4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-2885966270924641073</id><published>2009-06-23T23:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T15:13:28.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Summer Vacation Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SkHCkFAj4RI/AAAAAAAAA4o/s55Nn5V1LNQ/s1600-h/June+2009+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350771757368467730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SkHCkFAj4RI/AAAAAAAAA4o/s55Nn5V1LNQ/s320/June+2009+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This last weekend Pete and I headed to Smith Rock to get in just a little more fun before I had to head back to school. We left Friday night and made it Smith just in time to set up camp and go to sleep. We slept so good. Best camping experience ever. Our apartment has been so hot lately that it is hard to sleep through the night. But the temperature in Terrebonne was perfect! Saturday we had a fun filled day of climbing at Smith. We had a great time. Then on Sunday we did a little exploring in the Lower Gorge. Pete was so excited (can't you tell) He checked out all the climbs along the trail and probably picked out another project while I took a short nap on a rock :) Good Times. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350771586166745202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SkHCaHO46HI/AAAAAAAAA4g/8zu2zMe_Ufk/s320/June+2009+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And then it was time for some real fun!!! THE DEMO DERBY! I love a good demo derby and this one sure was good. Although I must admit it did leave me a little misty eyed for Logan. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350771399173019522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SkHCPOoHF4I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/o4IhERuBHGQ/s320/June+2009+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Derby was filled with excitement. In the first round they had to call in the ambulance...don't worry the guy turned out to be ok, he even returned to drive in the Grand Slam event. Then there were a few fires, cars driving on top of other cars, cars stuck on top of logs, and of course lots of cars hitting cars. Pete and I placed bets on who we thought would win in each round. We rarely picked a winning car but the car I did pick outlasted Pete's car every time so he owes me dessert :) YEAH!!! All in all we had a BLAST! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350771215895341794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SkHCEj3TquI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/0YG1g7RX_h8/s320/June+2009+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We just wish we would have had some friends around to enjoy the fun with us ;) Maybe next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-2885966270924641073?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/2885966270924641073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=2885966270924641073' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/2885966270924641073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/2885966270924641073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-fun-from-summer-vacation.html' title='More Summer Vacation Fun'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SkHCkFAj4RI/AAAAAAAAA4o/s55Nn5V1LNQ/s72-c/June+2009+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-1296899577360529430</id><published>2009-06-17T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T23:12:05.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Adventures of Pete &amp; Sandy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pete and I just got back from a vacation to Hawaii. We had so much fun. I wish we could have stayed longer, there is still so much I wanted to do! Here is a quick synopsis of our trip with lots of pictures of course. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday-&lt;/strong&gt;We arrived in Kauai on Saturday, checked into our condo and then went exploring. Our first adventure took us down a short trail to the rocky shore line below. Here, water from the ocean waves and walls of rock have created natural little swimming holes. It was beautiful. As the tide changes some of the little pools aren’t as protected from the waves as others. They are jostled by the power of perpetual waves making the swimming conditions unfavorable while at the same time making a site that is absolutely spectacular. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348374058657643138" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sjk93pQz-oI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/7TSCxyLgrr0/s320/P6060002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The pools that were a little more protected from the waves made for great fun. When we finally found a pool that was appropriate for swimming Pete jumped right in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348363868255310866" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sjk0mfDkVBI/AAAAAAAAAxA/TBZ1L9OKdkQ/s320/P6060028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I however was a little bit more hesitant. Pete, my Mom, and nearly everyone else I had talked to about Hawaii told me that the ocean was “bath water warm”…Well it’s not, at least not what I consider bath water warm. I’ve decided that instead a more appropriate statement would be something like “It’s not too cold” or “once your all the way in it doesn’t feel cold”. Anyway eventually I mustered up the guts to get all the way in and was surprised to find that once in it didn’t feel cold at all (½ in ½ out is cold though). &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348362702495314098" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjkzioQucLI/AAAAAAAAAww/BpYxDYf4g-8/s320/P6060022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We had a great time splashing around in Queen’s Bath and we even found some cool creatures. This is Pete holding a Sea Cucumber. We ran across a lot of sea cucumbers while in Kauai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348362300367027218" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjkzLON3vBI/AAAAAAAAAwg/jcMopWBYz8U/s320/P6060019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I don’t have any idea what these are but they were sitting on the rock next to the swimming hole. Do you know what they are?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348362561243558994" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjkzaaDrtFI/AAAAAAAAAwo/Ls8yX2B_xbo/s320/P6060007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The whole coast line was really breathtaking. One of my favorite views was of this little inlet formed by the rocks that ended at a little waterfall. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348362915270159506" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjkzvA6M7JI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Qf1JwNnyLo4/s320/P6060029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And then of course there were the waves crashing against the rocks. Queen's Bath was such a cool place!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348366546738584082" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sjk3CZLvmhI/AAAAAAAAAxI/Ui0VOksc73Q/s320/P6060010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday-&lt;/strong&gt;Sunday Morning we made a quick trip to the grocery store. While I was waiting for Pete to finish checking out I saw this girl that looked just like my best friend from kindergarten. At first I thought it couldn’t be Victoria but then I decided I had just better ask anyhow. So I walked up to her and said “You look really familiar,” Her response was “SANDY!!” Haha isn’t that crazy… So we chatted for a little bit and then parted ways. She had just gotten married and they were honeymooning. Anyhow, it was fun to see her and chat about old times. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348421620276782146" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjlpIGGd5EI/AAAAAAAAAxg/xrmFQn_fjBM/s320/P6070038autocolor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After that we headed to Waimea Canyon or as Mark Twain would say, The Grand Canyon of the Pacific. I know I probably sound like a broken record but I must say the view was spectacular. The red and brown rock mixed with green plants, against the bright blue sky with fluffy white clouds was beautiful. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348421975975009746" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjlpczLiHdI/AAAAAAAAAxo/meubaqoyJjU/s320/P6070036autocolor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We drove to the very end of Waimea Canyon Road and then went for a hike. We started hiking on the Pihea Trail and then continued on the Alaka’i Swamp Trail. Most of the way we hiked on boards which made the hiking fast and easy. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348437835719959010" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sjl339VY4eI/AAAAAAAAAyo/dzPPFS78-fg/s320/P6070044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The scenery was pretty amazing and changed frequently. At first it was pretty barren with not much more then red rock hills, and then before I knew it we were surrounded by trees, bushes, and all sorts of plants. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348439079699148098" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sjl5AXhI7UI/AAAAAAAAAy4/hWD-anddzeg/s320/P6070066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After a little more hiking we came across a cool stream.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348436271186591442" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sjl2c4_kPtI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/qmioUmQuIkI/s320/P6070053.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Here I am about to cool off a little. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348435467381266514" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sjl1uGlcWFI/AAAAAAAAAyI/_Gh3k26hTzs/s320/P6070073auto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And then…the swamp. It turns out it has been a pretty dry year so it really wasn’t all that swampy. It looked more like a desert to me. There were a few spots of mud that got pretty deep. I stuck I long stick into one mud pot so I can verify that the mud goes at least 4 feet deep in some areas. I heard it goes much deeper though. I wouldn’t want to fall into that. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348435112349874802" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sjl1Zb_XOnI/AAAAAAAAAyA/H3VfFz1n4P4/s320/P6070063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Apparently in the 50’s they tried to build a road through the swamp but all their equipment sank so they had to abandon it there. Needless to say there is no road that goes all the way around the island. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348436524305495698" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sjl2rn70NpI/AAAAAAAAAyY/mUwIpWEiI2U/s320/P6070067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The Alaka’i Swamp Trail ends at the Kilohana Lookout and what a look out it was. As we walked up to the lookout we saw an amazing view of Ha’ena and green majestic mountains. And then suddenly we couldn’t see anything, just a wall of white as the clouds rolled in. Eventually it cleared enough so that we could see again. It was cool to watch the clouds come and go. It’s amazing how fast they go. Pete said we could practically see our condo from where we were standing but since there is no road across the north shore we would have to drive the 3 hours back around the island. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348437541871206962" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sjl3m2qYwjI/AAAAAAAAAyg/uTQRFUTXjy4/s320/P6070071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The hike was hot but worth it. We nearly ran out of water which made it a little more painful than it needed to be but again it was worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday-&lt;/strong&gt;Monday was somewhat of a down day. We spent much of the morning trying to find me a new swimsuit. Have I ever mentioned that I HATE SHOPPING! Nevertheless, I did find 2 new swimsuits that I love so I have to say out shopping adventure was a success. After we shopped we went to visit my Aunt Linda and Cousin Bethany. When Pete and I planned our trip to Kauai I had no idea that I had family there. We had a nice little visit and they told us all the things that we couldn’t miss while we were there. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348438819753442338" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sjl4xPJQPCI/AAAAAAAAAyw/YImIJNkto0k/s320/P6080122.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Then we headed for Hideaway Beach. Hideaway Beach is my favorite beach. It is a small secluded little beach with very few people there and an amazing view. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348440084856037090" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sjl564BN3uI/AAAAAAAAAzA/UnoFFQl3XtM/s320/P6080094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;While we were there we did a little snorkeling. We saw so many cool fish. I love snorkeling. Who would have ever thought you could have so much fun while looking so silly. There I am...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348440471524874914" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sjl6RYeQGqI/AAAAAAAAAzI/alKoFvYWfNs/s320/P6080082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;and of course there's Pete.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348440620580536466" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sjl6aDv5AJI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/nHLsjZdTRX8/s320/P6080100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After a fun day of snorkeling we decided to get to bed early cuz we had a full days adventure ahead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday-&lt;/strong&gt;We woke up bright and early ?:30 am and were out the door in a snap. We were headed to Kayak the Na Pali Coast. 17 miles of Kayaking fun :) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348445674301532562" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sjl_AOU3qZI/AAAAAAAAAzY/WEYigeOm_24/s320/P6090150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The day started off great. Right after launching off we saw a baby seal swim by and then an eagle ray. I was a little nervous that I wasn’t going to be able to kayak the entire length but the ocean was pretty calm and the wind was at our backs most of the day. Plus the Na Pali Coast is beautiful. We kayaked past amazing walls of rock. I could tell Pete was just dying to get out and do a little deep sea climbing. But there wasn’t enough time :(&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348445962433836946" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sjl_Q_s9t5I/AAAAAAAAAzg/t6lxa2lWDck/s320/P6080129.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We also passed some amazing beaches with golden sand and strikingly blue ocean. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348446778428938226" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjmAAfhW1_I/AAAAAAAAAzw/Pm4v8xYVic8/s320/P6090142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The mountains along the Na Pali Coast are rad! They are super steep and look knife sharp. Pretty much the coolest mountains I have ever seen. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348446490737545922" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sjl_vvyYksI/AAAAAAAAAzo/VvNPWjZ2s84/s320/P6090133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;As we kayaked across the coast line we spotted many little caves that we would then explore. It was so rad! We got so deep into one of the caves that I couldn’t see anything at all, just jet black. To add to the utter success of the trip we got to see a whole school of dolphins. They swam right by us and they were having so much fun jumping, and flipping, and twirling. It was amazing…I mean really amazing. We also kayaked passed a few sea turtles. I have a new found love for sea turtles. This little adventure took up the whole day and left me with aching shoulders and Pete with severely burned shins (we ran out of sunscreen-I told him we would need more). But when all was said and done it turned out to be the highlight of the trip. What a RAD experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday-&lt;/strong&gt; After Kayaking the Na Poli Coast both Pete and I were pretty exhausted so we decided to take it easy. So we took a driving tour of the island and visited all of the easy access waterfalls. We saw…Opaeka’a falls…&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348452832920357282" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjmFg6QmSaI/AAAAAAAAAz4/NCBYLMFrK_Q/s320/P6100157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Wailua Falls…&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348453114300896706" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjmFxSe8lcI/AAAAAAAAA0A/jVBAu6Te54g/s320/P6100162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;and Kipu Falls. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348454156656825554" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjmGt9j91NI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/OSgIGTVdnjI/s320/P6100190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I loved Kipu falls. There is the perfect little swimming hole at the base of the falls. The hike to Kipu Falls brings you to the top of the falls and then to get into the swimming hole you have 3 options. 1. Cliff Jump 2. Rope Swing 3. Be a wuss and take the ladder. Pete had no fear. He jumped of the cliff and got on the rope swing without batting an eye. Here he is coming back from jumping of the Cliff. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348455112899757122" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjmHln2DBEI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/537MjTrMAtE/s320/P6100177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I however have turned into quite the scaredy pants since I got married. It took me a while but with the encouragement of Pete I managed to do it all too. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348453419579461570" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjmGDDvBz8I/AAAAAAAAA0I/k7BBcepOHkk/s320/P6100178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was soo much fun! Definitely a must do if you are in Kauai. Here's some poor footage of our Cliff Jumping/Rope Swinging.&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2d3d80ead20e5c14" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2d3d80ead20e5c14%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330445642%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6E8D81C789CB5F81A9089ADAC1F842370AF13E7D.2FDC496D9EAA4F6D6F4DB459ADC0681DD70B0F63%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2d3d80ead20e5c14%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdYades3uZGWnM_XI-xk8Hhxt0n8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2d3d80ead20e5c14%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330445642%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6E8D81C789CB5F81A9089ADAC1F842370AF13E7D.2FDC496D9EAA4F6D6F4DB459ADC0681DD70B0F63%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2d3d80ead20e5c14%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdYades3uZGWnM_XI-xk8Hhxt0n8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After we finished our cliff jumping/rope swinging adventure we headed to see Spouting Horn. It was pretty cool. Every time a big wave would come the water would rush under the rocks and then shoot up through a hole in the rock. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348461183564250338" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjmNG-1P_OI/AAAAAAAAA0g/sGrWYnfdY_I/s320/P6100203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Then we headed to Dukes for dinner. Pete has been talking about Duke’s ever since I mentioned going to Hawaii. He just won’t stop talking about their Hula Pie. Dinner at Duke’s was great but a little $$$$ for me. The Hula Pie however was well worth the praise Pete gave it. YUM YUM YUM! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday-&lt;/strong&gt;Thursday morning we went in search of sea turtles. Have I mentioned that I love sea turtles. We had heard that if there is one place you are sure to find a turtle it is in turtle cave. So that is exactly where we went and sure enough there in the back of the cave were 2 sleeping turtles. We tried to get a picture of them but this is the best we were able to get because it was so dark. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348466300580176802" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjmRw1M6o6I/AAAAAAAAA0o/VPm4wg8UzXc/s320/P6110246sharp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here’s me and Pete in turtle cave.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348466714924588082" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjmSI8wUnDI/AAAAAAAAA0w/tuIZ93f6SEo/s320/P6110252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After hanging out with the turtles we decided we hadn’t had enough of the Na Poli Coast so we headed back that way for a little 8 mile hike. Once again the views were amazing. There were so many cool plants and an amazing view of the ocean. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348471844563607554" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjmWziJkYAI/AAAAAAAAA1g/wrg4z7TWI6U/s320/P6110269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After the first 2 miles the trail dumps you out on this incredible beach. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348468904685682770" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjmUIaQDQFI/AAAAAAAAA1A/r-H6H3SmvCA/s320/P6110279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And then there’s another 2 miles of hiking back to a breathtaking waterfall. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348472441220734626" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjmXWQ3tnqI/AAAAAAAAA1w/IQkyacT8BlQ/s320/P6110281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Again, Pete just jumped right into the pool at the base of the falls. I, of course, took a little prodding before I would get in. But eventually I did get in and Pete and I swam under the falls together. Very Romantic :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348472177895463058" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjmXG76E2JI/AAAAAAAAA1o/yB_r_gikqyo/s320/P6110283.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Friday-&lt;/strong&gt; On Friday Pete and I took Surf lessons. This was all a surprise to me. I wasn’t planning on getting surfing lessons but I am glad I did cuz we had a great time. The guy who taught us how to surf reminded both of us of Pete’s old roommate Evan. We would swim out to where he was with out boards and then he would give us a push just in time to catch the waves. Pete kept surfing after our lessons and learned how to catch a wave on his own. I think I might always need someone to push me. Here I am watching Pete surf. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348468579639129074" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjmT1fW6c_I/AAAAAAAAA04/RpzkY_oSqSQ/s320/P6120292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I tried to get a picture of him surfing but he was too far away. When Pete finally wore himself out we headed back to Princeville (that is where our Condo is) picked up some Martinelli’s and headed to Hideaway Beach for a romantic evening of sunset watching and star gazing. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348470318438732850" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjmVas5C1DI/AAAAAAAAA1I/8wN-Wn2MRtU/s320/P6120304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;When we got down to the beach there were only 2 other groups of people there and soon after the sun set they all left and we had the beach to ourselves. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348471184713726594" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjmWNIBGOoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/UzG_1brsg4k/s320/P6120301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was awesome. The sunset was beautiful. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348471077225394546" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjmWG3l4cXI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/tE9NkbU_UEU/s320/P6120300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And after the sun went down we had a great time making up our own constellations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday-&lt;/strong&gt;Saturday we left Kauai and went to Oahu. Most of Saturday we just drove around. We went and saw BYU-Hawaii and the Temple. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348476854984119106" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjmbXLa6E0I/AAAAAAAAA14/9Abw4fIbAx0/s320/P6130311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We went to the USS Arizona Memorial. Yep…I cried. (we didn't take this picture but I think it really puts things into perspective.)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348477392040659410" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sjmb2cHKidI/AAAAAAAAA2A/iSujviExli4/s320/USS+Arizona.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Then we went in search of my parents old apartment building from when they lived in Oahu years ago. It took a while but I think we narrowed it down to the right building.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348478127650511314" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjmchQeOGdI/AAAAAAAAA2I/9iLfD6bVVRg/s320/P6130322.JPG" border="0" /&gt; After that Pete and I walked along the beach and watched all the people surfing at Waikiki. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348478510390384738" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sjmc3iShGGI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/rjebDQiMR3s/s320/P6130330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The waves where so big and there were soo many people out there attempting to surfing. There were literally hundreds of people in the water. I saw a number of people complain that they had gotten run over by another surfer. We also got to see some hula dancers. It was a lot of fun. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348478785594421058" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjmdHjgRb0I/AAAAAAAAA2g/ZWPCna3A7ws/s320/P6130333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The rest of the night we walked through the streets of Waikiki. It is such a crazy place. It reminds us of Vegas only without the casinos. There were so many street venders and people handing out fliers. Pete and I got a kick out of the guys trying to get people to shoot guns… “real guns.” After being unable to convince us to shoot “real guns” one of the guys asks “what’s wrong with guns?” Ok so you had to be there…but it was funny to us and now that it’s written down we can laugh about it forever. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348478377226431970" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjmcvyNwbeI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/nvB0zgDJH_I/s320/P6130343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Pete bought me a coconut. It was a fun little treat but I still prefer the dried coconut that is covered in sugar :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday-&lt;/strong&gt;Sunday morning Pete went surfing at Waikiki and I did a little sun bathing. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348664808086308418" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjpGTfSeBkI/AAAAAAAAA3g/GlM4aEueXMc/s320/P6130347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Then we headed to Hanuma Bay. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348662363246842434" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjpEFLjUUkI/AAAAAAAAA3I/JCQNh96MVHg/s320/P6140358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;While we were at Hanuma Bay we went snorkeling. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348662895368035490" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjpEkJ25XKI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/H8aYiOxn9aM/s320/P6140364auto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We saw a ton of cool fish but our goal was to find a sea turtle and we did. It was so cool to be so close to it. He was just chillen down by the reef eating lunch. We stalked him for awhile. It was great fun. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348662081859002994" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjpD0zTOonI/AAAAAAAAA24/Yr16QVLdyWI/s320/P6140368color+adjust.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After our adventures with the sea turtle we decided we needed some more HULA PIE so we went to Duke’s. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348664487831236866" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjpGA2PtcQI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/p3w_48QpJtU/s320/P6140377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was packed! We had to wait forever to get find seats and we almost got in a fight with a drunk guy over a table. (long story) Eventually we did get a table though and dinner was delicious. And Pete loved his Hula Pie. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348662180618582370" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjpD6jNWOWI/AAAAAAAAA3A/BcffyExEAgU/s320/P6140379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday-&lt;/strong&gt; Monday was our last day in Hawaii. We woke up supper early so that Pete could catch a few more waves before we had to head home. I ended up falling asleep on the beach. Best nap ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348665781978129698" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SjpHMLUX5SI/AAAAAAAAA3o/N85Cgiz95eU/s320/P6140396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We were very sad to leave :,(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-1296899577360529430?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2d3d80ead20e5c14&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/1296899577360529430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=1296899577360529430' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/1296899577360529430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/1296899577360529430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2009/06/adventures-of-pete-sandy-kauaii-series.html' title='The Adventures of Pete &amp; Sandy'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sjk93pQz-oI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/7TSCxyLgrr0/s72-c/P6060002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-2434507278311519297</id><published>2009-06-04T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T14:03:04.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PA School- THE FUN STUFF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;PA school has been tough, but the last 2 weeks have been real laid back and relaxing. I feel like a real person again :) We have been learning how to do all kinds of procedures. We got to practice suturing pigs feet! -Looks like my pig's foot sustained some serious injuries! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343579566401893426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sig1TdxrtDI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/23AhieCpgnw/s320/pigfoot.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We also practiced things on each other. We learned how to start IVs, draw blood, and administer injections. I was surprised at how easy everything was but I still need a lot of practice. There is definitely technique to it all which I haven't developed yet. I convinced Pete to let me practice on him. (He's probably going to regret this!) Now I just need to get the supplies. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343577834772369570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sigzuq9CEKI/AAAAAAAAAwI/i3i-CHO4lhw/s320/IV.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also learned how to make casts and splints. This was my favorite part. I wanted to keep my cast on all day but they wouldn't let me. Jill made me a short arm cast and I put her in a short leg cast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343573987390529250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SigwOuVuHuI/AAAAAAAAAwA/VTL5e6bSUtE/s320/Casting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We also learned how to scrub in for a surgery. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343570373199368642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sigs8WbZkcI/AAAAAAAAAvw/ry6tBk7aO6Q/s320/scrubed+in.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This week was a lot of fun but I must be honest...I AM NOT READY FOR THE REAL WORLD YET! I hope I get lots of practice on my rotations this coming year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-2434507278311519297?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/2434507278311519297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=2434507278311519297' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/2434507278311519297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/2434507278311519297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2009/06/pa-school-fun-stuff.html' title='PA School- THE FUN STUFF'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sig1TdxrtDI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/23AhieCpgnw/s72-c/pigfoot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-2002761322252141135</id><published>2009-05-31T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T18:55:36.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>French's Dome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This weekend Nate, Omar, Pete and I went to French's Dome to get in a little climbing. The place was packed! There was somebody on practically every climb. It was crazy- Crazy fun that is. (There were 2 women there with little kids.  One was around 1 and the other baby was just 2 months.  I hope I am like those ladies after I have kids.  I am still a little shocked that the lady with the 2 month old is already back out climbing...that is intense!)  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342163775946403154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SiMtpnU-rVI/AAAAAAAAAvY/UVEdaI0gDs4/s320/IMG_0328.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am still a little rusty on my climbing skills but I decided I had better try and lead a climb or 2 (or 3). Nate and I stuck to the easy ones and we had a great time. Above is a picture of me leading a climb outside for the first time in about a year. (Have I mentioned that school keeps me super busy?) Nate was an awesome climbing partner, much more laid back than Pete.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342167484877092594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SiMxBgK9tvI/AAAAAAAAAvo/T1pDYVD7R8U/s320/IMG_0338.jpg" border="0" /&gt;While Nate and I were enjoying a world of luxury and enjoyment in the realm of the 5.8 climbs Omar and Pete willingly submitted themselves to pain and hardships climbing 5.12's. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342163383703391458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SiMtSyG9TOI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/FpdVaunyuw4/s320/IMG_0348.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The things Pete can do amaze me.  He can climb so hard and he even looks good while he is doing it ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342163213502845010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SiMtI4D_EFI/AAAAAAAAAvI/cCCpjWrUDZc/s320/IMG_0350.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There is also an amazing view of Mt. Hood from French's Dome.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342165229101811138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SiMu-MwOhcI/AAAAAAAAAvg/xI_gH9x0yCU/s320/IMG_0362.jpg" border="0" /&gt;From the bottom of the climb you couldn't see much through the trees but when you are at the top the view was absolutely breath taking.  I definitely want to go back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-2002761322252141135?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/2002761322252141135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=2002761322252141135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/2002761322252141135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/2002761322252141135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2009/05/frenchs-dome.html' title='French&apos;s Dome'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SiMtpnU-rVI/AAAAAAAAAvY/UVEdaI0gDs4/s72-c/IMG_0328.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-165749251411269691</id><published>2009-05-29T17:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T22:45:44.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SiDGq6tG_QI/AAAAAAAAAvA/hhGEkNtNoGg/s1600-h/LastThurs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341487598676671746" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 200px; height: 174px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SiDGq6tG_QI/AAAAAAAAAvA/hhGEkNtNoGg/s200/LastThurs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I LOVE PORTLAND!!! There is always something fun going on here. I can't wait until I am done with school and have time to really enjoy all that Portland has to offer. I hope we stay here forever! Last night Nate, Pete and I went to Last Thursday. We had such a great time. We ate at my favorite place, Tour De Crepes, and then walked up and down Alderta looking at all the cool art for sale. I found soo many things that I wanted and one item I just couldn't resist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pete is always giving me a hard time about not having a good place for my credit cards, money, and license. Personally I was ok with my rubber band wallet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341411302345135266" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SiCBR4uJ1KI/AAAAAAAAAuw/4dZMEBldztk/s320/before.jpg" border="0" /&gt;But since he insisted on giving me a hard time about it. I insisted upon buying this SUPER COOL DUCT TAPE WALLET! Isn't it great!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SiB9plyNQpI/AAAAAAAAAug/RaHhaYy8aR4/s1600-h/duct+tape+wallet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341407311532212882" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SiB9plyNQpI/AAAAAAAAAug/RaHhaYy8aR4/s320/duct+tape+wallet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nate couldn't resist the duct tape wallets either. He got a really cool one with PDX scrabble pieces. I almost got this one before deciding on the bike one.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341477436316884034" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SiC9bY9unEI/AAAAAAAAAu4/rZGyMsME1mE/s320/nates.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There was also a lot of good music at Last Thursday. There was practically a different band every block. I really enjoyed the Renegade Minstrels who serenaded us while we ate crepes. Pete on the other hand preferred the 80's smooth jazz band. All in all I believe a good time was had by all. I can't wait to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh and 1 more thing...If you want to pay us a visit, come in the summer and plan it around Last Thursday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-165749251411269691?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/165749251411269691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=165749251411269691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/165749251411269691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/165749251411269691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-thursday.html' title='Last Thursday'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SiDGq6tG_QI/AAAAAAAAAvA/hhGEkNtNoGg/s72-c/LastThurs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-3259351404176402742</id><published>2009-05-24T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T17:25:55.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Photo Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every Couple of years someone gets it in their head that we need to do Family Photos. This was that year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is our little Oveson Family.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/ShnisP3MRgI/AAAAAAAAAuY/RQ2ArZcMGik/s1600-h/353822-R1-08-16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339548083024578050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/ShnisP3MRgI/AAAAAAAAAuY/RQ2ArZcMGik/s320/353822-R1-08-16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And of course the Viera girls and their boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/ShnilfmMdlI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/YWk4KR1cR6Y/s1600-h/353821-R1-13-11A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339547966989170258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/ShnilfmMdlI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/YWk4KR1cR6Y/s320/353821-R1-13-11A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And then...the entire Clark Clan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/ShnibrJa-DI/AAAAAAAAAuI/ReJu7lpbxkM/s1600-h/353821-R1-02-22A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339547798291019826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/ShnibrJa-DI/AAAAAAAAAuI/ReJu7lpbxkM/s320/353821-R1-02-22A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-3259351404176402742?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/3259351404176402742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=3259351404176402742' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/3259351404176402742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/3259351404176402742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2009/05/family-photo-time.html' title='Family Photo Time'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/ShnisP3MRgI/AAAAAAAAAuY/RQ2ArZcMGik/s72-c/353822-R1-08-16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-1813277046928416879</id><published>2009-05-22T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T13:30:41.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back on the Rocks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have been so busy with school lately (or really the past year) that Pete and I haven't had time to do much together. So yesterday I decided I to take the evening off and I told Pete we could do whatever he wanted. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338742362939861634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/ShcF5KpcKoI/AAAAAAAAAtw/3S9YI1fgi3c/s320/IMG_0313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Of course Pete wanted to go climbing. We climbed at Carver. It was beautiful and a lot of fun. It was so nice to be outside and enjoy the fresh air. The cliffs at Carver are so cool. They are smooth hard basalt covered in lime green moss. A picture really can't do it justice but here's one anyhow. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338745909574601602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/ShcJHm5Di4I/AAAAAAAAAuA/afIeqBj88X0/s320/IMG_0311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I was somewhat dismayed at how fast I have forgotten how to climb. I've lost all my strength. :( I really need to get out more. On the bright side. It was fun to watch Pete. He is amazing. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338744994837777042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/ShcISXOzSpI/AAAAAAAAAt4/nJp4IsOj53g/s320/IMG_0310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;How did I get so lucky to have such a RAD husband??? Not to mention the fact that he is super HOT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-1813277046928416879?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/1813277046928416879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=1813277046928416879' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/1813277046928416879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/1813277046928416879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-on-rocks.html' title='Back on the Rocks'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/ShcF5KpcKoI/AAAAAAAAAtw/3S9YI1fgi3c/s72-c/IMG_0313.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-7431002397115874208</id><published>2009-04-12T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T21:43:43.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SeI2l1BPAWI/AAAAAAAAAtk/sZCwFzph-iA/s1600-h/easter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SeI2l1BPAWI/AAAAAAAAAtk/sZCwFzph-iA/s320/easter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323877733020664162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ever since I was little I have always had an Easter nest.  The night before Easter we would put together our nests with the clothes we were planning on wearing the next day and then in the morning we would find that the Easter Bunny had filled our nests with gifts.  I was a little worried that with our recent move to Portland the Easter Bunny might have lost track of me and Pete this year but he pulled through with the best Easter gifts yet.  My Easter nest looked lovely.  It had a pair of converse, some peanut butter m&amp;amp;m's, 2 izze sodas, and some beautiful flowers in it.  I was so excited.  Pete's Easter nest wasn't quite as exciting as mine but he liked it anyway.  The Easter Bunny got him a 1 year Oregon Parks Pass so that he can go to Smith Rock as many times as he wants without paying for a day pass.  We had a very HAPPY EASTER and we hope you did too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-7431002397115874208?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/7431002397115874208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=7431002397115874208' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/7431002397115874208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/7431002397115874208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SeI2l1BPAWI/AAAAAAAAAtk/sZCwFzph-iA/s72-c/easter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-1836218121180721389</id><published>2009-03-31T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T23:05:09.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Board Games</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319593703831561986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SdL-SgpI5wI/AAAAAAAAAtE/m0MHWG8-Tu0/s400/Board+Games+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Pete and I have always said that we don't like board games. But since moving to Portland we have had a change of heart. It is now one of our favorite activities when the weekends roll around. My favorite place to play games is at Coffee Time in NW Portland. During spring break we got together with Jake, Lacey, and Nate (see above picture) and played some card games. It was great fun. We played all night long. I don't think we left the Coffee Time until around 1am. The night was full of good company, good times, and lots of entertainment people watching. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh I almost forgot! Right as we were leaving Coffee Time Pete almost got in a fit with an old guy. It was so funny. I think Pete picked up a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;newspaper&lt;/span&gt; at an empty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;table&lt;/span&gt; or something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; he thought it was garbage and this guy rips it out of his hand and starts saying all these mean things. Pete &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;apologized&lt;/span&gt; numerous times but the guy was so upset he just kept angrily muttering. I kind of felt bad for the guy. I hope he cheers up soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-1836218121180721389?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/1836218121180721389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=1836218121180721389' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/1836218121180721389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/1836218121180721389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2009/03/board-games.html' title='Board Games'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SdL-SgpI5wI/AAAAAAAAAtE/m0MHWG8-Tu0/s72-c/Board+Games+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-7047892338956820043</id><published>2009-03-27T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T20:22:46.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sc0Kg530yxI/AAAAAAAAAsE/OZcGp-Bm054/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317918295401483026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sc0Kg530yxI/AAAAAAAAAsE/OZcGp-Bm054/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Portland is an amazing place. I just wish I wasn't in school &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sc0JddbNCcI/AAAAAAAAAr0/h3rvbqoL0pA/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so that I could&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sc0MtJQ2xOI/AAAAAAAAAsc/0QVexbuSOjI/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; enjoy it more ;) Pete and I went on a hike last night.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sc0N0SObhYI/AAAAAAAAAss/eTE8PsJr5EM/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317921926891144578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sc0N0SObhYI/AAAAAAAAAss/eTE8PsJr5EM/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was so nice to get out and enjoy nature and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;each others&lt;/span&gt; company. I had such a good time. The hike was really scenic. We p&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sc0Lh5CRTUI/AAAAAAAAAsU/HLHrDC1IZZM/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;assed waterfalls, moss covered trees, and these really pretty white flowers. Once at the top we had an amazing view of the Columbia River.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sc0LFVu4piI/AAAAAAAAAsM/lB8xJPUoJc4/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On our way home we decided to drive through the Alberta District of Portland. We like to explore different neighborhoods from time to time so that we can decide where we will want to live when we buy a house :) Well, when we got to Alberta it was around 8:30 and I expected it to be pretty dead but I was wrong. There were so many people there. It turns out we managed to land ourselves in Alberta on the last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; of the month and on the last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; of the month all the stores stay open late and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;vendors&lt;/span&gt; set up on the street. It was a happening place. We had a blast looking at all the art and people watching. We saw clowns on stilts, people throwing flames, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;protesters&lt;/span&gt;, a guy with a bear hat, and a lady in all leather with horns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sc0A6R-IJPI/AAAAAAAAArc/pcdbYbgNf9E/s1600-h/your.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317907736250819826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sc0A6R-IJPI/AAAAAAAAArc/pcdbYbgNf9E/s320/your.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The best part of our visit to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Alberta&lt;/span&gt; though was the food. We ate at this little place (or really garage) called Tour De Crepes. It was such a fun little atmosphere. They basically took a little garage and turned it into a dinning area and then they had a little cart behind the garage where you ordered your crepes. It was such a laid back environment. They even had a bunch of board games. Pete and I didn't play a board game this time but I think we will have to go back sometime soon. The food was really good too. I got a tomato, pesto basil, and cheese crepe. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;delicious&lt;/span&gt;. The dessert crepes looked tasty too. Pete and I tried to share a dessert crepe. We got a raspberry, vanilla custard, and chocolate crepe. Pete loved it. I DON'T LIKE CHOCOLATE! That's the last time I compromise over dessert. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-7047892338956820043?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/7047892338956820043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=7047892338956820043' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/7047892338956820043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/7047892338956820043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/Sc0Kg530yxI/AAAAAAAAAsE/OZcGp-Bm054/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-253442584083713704</id><published>2009-03-22T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T12:14:07.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 years already?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/ScaKEbQDuoI/AAAAAAAAAq8/3_dCOiF0TKo/s1600-h/Wicked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316088218796669570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/ScaKEbQDuoI/AAAAAAAAAq8/3_dCOiF0TKo/s400/Wicked.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pete and I have been married for 3 years now. I can't believe how fast the time has gone by. We sure have had a lot of fun together. For our anniversary we went and saw Wicked here in Portland. I was so excited, maybe a little too excited. The play was good but not as good as I had expected it to be. I am glad we got to go though. It has given me a completely different perspective on the Wizard of Oz (a better one I think). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Every year for our anniversary Pete and I order a case of Jones Soda with one of our favorite pictures from the year. This year's winner is a picture of the 2 of us on the top of Half Dome in Yosemite. This picture brings back so many fun memories. I don't think I have ever felt so many emotions in one day- anticipation, excitement, awe, fear, exhaustion, &lt;strong&gt;pain&lt;/strong&gt;, relief, frustration, &lt;strong&gt;pain&lt;/strong&gt;, fun, love/hate, &lt;strong&gt;pain, &lt;/strong&gt;accomplishment, and of course hunger (this may not seem like an emotion to some but those who know me well will understand.) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316078959317815218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/ScaBpdARD7I/AAAAAAAAAq0/OB26o8Cvfvo/s400/Jones2+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We aslo pick a love song for each year and include a portion of it on the label. This year we picked the song, Boats and Birds, by Gregory and the Hawk. I love this song. I could listen to it over and over again. Here are some of the Lyrics:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;If you be my star, I'll be your sky, you can hide underneath me and come out at night, when I turn jet black and you show off your light, I live to let you shine, I live to let you shine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But you can skyrocket away from me, and never come back if you find another galaxy, far from here with more room to fly, just leave me your stardust to remember you by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;If you be my boat, I'll be your sea, a depth of pure blue just to probe curiosity, ebbing and flowing and pushed by a breeze, I live to make you free, I live to make you free.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But you can set sail to the west if you want to, and past the horizon till I can't even see you, far from here where the beaches are wide, just leave me your wake to remember you by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-253442584083713704?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/253442584083713704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=253442584083713704' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/253442584083713704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/253442584083713704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2009/03/3-years-already.html' title='3 years already?'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/ScaKEbQDuoI/AAAAAAAAAq8/3_dCOiF0TKo/s72-c/Wicked.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-3908473143646343109</id><published>2009-02-23T22:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T12:22:23.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in Cali</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SaOYAHSVbgI/AAAAAAAAAp8/3ooRS8cH06o/s1600-h/IMG_0115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306251913695948290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SaOYAHSVbgI/AAAAAAAAAp8/3ooRS8cH06o/s320/IMG_0115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A belated update: This year...or would you call it last year??? Pete and I spent Christmas in Cali. It was so nice to be home with my Fam. We didn't do much but it sure was nice to sit back a relax a little (and forget about school). Pete and I spent one day in the city while we were there, which is always fun. We drove around and looked at rad houses, had lunch with Wade and Misty, and went for a stroll on the Golden Gate Bridge. The last time we were on the Golden Gate Bridge Pete asked me to marry him :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306254635310226162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SaOaeiFvmvI/AAAAAAAAAqE/fmygWlcinpU/s200/IMG_0078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-3908473143646343109?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/3908473143646343109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=3908473143646343109' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/3908473143646343109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/3908473143646343109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2009/02/christmas-in-cali.html' title='Christmas in Cali'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SaOYAHSVbgI/AAAAAAAAAp8/3ooRS8cH06o/s72-c/IMG_0115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-4260460308281572137</id><published>2008-12-14T10:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T11:45:39.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well It Doesn't Snow A Lot Here In Portland...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Well It Doesn't Snow A Lot Here In Portland...But when it does, they CANCEL CHURCH!!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279733230037351714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SUVhZkUzvSI/AAAAAAAAAfA/6qjJtOZG1vY/s320/Snow+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;When I woke up this morning and looked out the window I couldn't believe what I saw. It was snowing like crazy! So I jumped into my snow clothes and bugged Pete until he got out of bed. They say it doesn't snow much here in Portland and when it does snow it doesn't stick around. So, I wasn't going to miss the opportunity to build a snow man. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279733528974089954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SUVhq984XuI/AAAAAAAAAfI/VdficWW_Vsc/s320/Snow+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The snow didn't stick together very well and it was very windy but we made it work anyway.  By the time we were done I looked like a snowman myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-4260460308281572137?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/4260460308281572137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=4260460308281572137' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/4260460308281572137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/4260460308281572137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2008/12/well-it-doesnt-snow-lot-here-in.html' title='Well It Doesn&apos;t Snow A Lot Here In Portland...'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SUVhZkUzvSI/AAAAAAAAAfA/6qjJtOZG1vY/s72-c/Snow+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-9221751462234047774</id><published>2008-12-13T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T11:46:01.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What  A Blast!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279546603281050802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SUS3qdev7LI/AAAAAAAAAd4/i5ifYaulNI8/s400/IMG_0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;What a Birthday!!! This year for my birthday Pete and I decided to check out some Hot Springs here in Oregon called Bagby Hot Springs. The hike to the springs was absolutly stunning. The snow coating the river bank and all of the trees made me feel like I was in a fairy tale. It was so amazing. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279712862620366082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SUVO4ByMNQI/AAAAAAAAAeg/_2vrfZ8KyNU/s400/IMG_0013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Pete's favorite part of the hike was this bridge that was covered in snow. I tried to engage Pete in a number of snow ball fights but he wouldn't have it. So instead I practiced my running aim at tree trunks(it turns out I can't aim...I missed the trees about 75% of the time). After about a mile and a half of hiking we stumbled across the Hot Springs. They were really cool. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279721479483946786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SUVWtmGj9yI/AAAAAAAAAe4/xEWQpJPSvnQ/s320/IMG_0025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;They had built all these little wooden buildings and then built tubs and hollowed out tree trunks that could be filled with the Hot Spring water. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SUS4dZBUh2I/AAAAAAAAAeI/YnPLRyY1H0c/s1600-h/IMG_0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279547478257207138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SUS4dZBUh2I/AAAAAAAAAeI/YnPLRyY1H0c/s320/IMG_0023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The water came from the springs at about 130 degrees F; Hot Hot Hot. But they also had cold stream water near by that you could mix in to make the temperature just right. Pete and I started out in the community area where their was one big tub and 3 hollowed out trees but before&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SUVNBTd4_6I/AAAAAAAAAeY/VUPOrM6legs/s1600-h/IMG_0035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279710822962626466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SUVNBTd4_6I/AAAAAAAAAeY/VUPOrM6legs/s320/IMG_0035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; long a bunch of girls started to crowd the area. I had Pete go set up a private room for us (yes...that's right, this place has private rooms). While he was gone things got wild. More and more girls came and pretty soon the bathing suits started coming off. I didn't know what to do. Poor Pete...I managed to warn Pete in enough time to shield his eyes from most of this crazy business. I don't know how people can be so comfortable being naked in a public place but then again I guess that is to be expected at a natural hot springs. Anyway Pete and I moved to our own private room. Where we relaxed and chatted. The private rooms were really cool too. They had a single hollowed out tree trunk with a drain in the bottom. To get them set up you just corck the hole and let the water in. There is only a partial roof over the rooms so we had a great view of the snow covered trees above us. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279546120992112322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SUS3OY0GvsI/AAAAAAAAAdw/wFyp0bFF4Ko/s320/IMG_0041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here is a picture of Pete enjoying a soak in our log. There was a guy in the private room next to us that heard us talking about how Rad this place was. It turns out&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SUS4oM0guTI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Gu9uxPRdeJw/s1600-h/red.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279547663960815922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SUS4oM0guTI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Gu9uxPRdeJw/s320/red.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; he had helped build it back in 1985. He told us all about it and gave us advice on what hot springs we should visit next. After soaking in the springs for about 2hrs we decided we had better head back to civilization and get some food. On the way back I threw another snowball at Pete...I didn't think it would hit him cuz I can't aim (remeber I missed most of those trees) never the less it hit him right in the ear and he wasn't very happy with me which made me not very happy with him. Luckly Pete is a pretty good peace maker so our perfect day only had a slight hiccup in it. When we got home we went and had dinner at the Bombay Cricket Club. It was some of the best Indian food I have ever had. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SUVR9_zlxXI/AAAAAAAAAeo/nY-vlaakSn4/s1600-h/IMG_0047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279716263703463282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SUVR9_zlxXI/AAAAAAAAAeo/nY-vlaakSn4/s320/IMG_0047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My meal was really spicy, just the way I like it...They made it with habanero chilis. After dinner we decided we had better get dessert too (even though we were both stuffed) so we went to Papa Hayden's and I got my favorite dessert there, Raspberry Sorbet. For my birthday Pete got me a new camara and a scarf. I love them both. He did such a good job at making my birthday memorable. I am such a lucky wife. Pete is so good to me-not to mention the fact that he is so stinking HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279717091099837186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SUVSuKGQgwI/AAAAAAAAAew/4EM2tJGQQMY/s320/IMG_0046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-9221751462234047774?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/9221751462234047774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=9221751462234047774' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/9221751462234047774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/9221751462234047774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-blast.html' title='What  A Blast!'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SUS3qdev7LI/AAAAAAAAAd4/i5ifYaulNI8/s72-c/IMG_0010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-8411630683099996032</id><published>2008-11-25T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T12:46:32.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japanese Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SSyA8MkX12I/AAAAAAAAAdY/yRgjMjD0uqs/s1600-h/mom+visits+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272731035398297442" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 200px; height: 150px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SSyA8MkX12I/AAAAAAAAAdY/yRgjMjD0uqs/s200/mom+visits+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The last few days have been a lot of fun. My mom came up from California to visit. It was so good to have her here. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;(Mom- I hope you come back soon!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We had a lot of fun together. We always do. While she was here we visited Portland's Japanese Garden, which was really pretty. I think it just about convinced Pete that he needs one of his own Japanese Gardens when we "grow up."  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;(Wade-since we are family do you think you could give us a discount on your services?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272730370201329858" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SSyAVehDoMI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/NKZOBcOLJ-I/s320/mom+visits+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-8411630683099996032?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/8411630683099996032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=8411630683099996032' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/8411630683099996032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/8411630683099996032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2008/11/japanese-garden.html' title='Japanese Garden'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SSyA8MkX12I/AAAAAAAAAdY/yRgjMjD0uqs/s72-c/mom+visits+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-6539505409264928925</id><published>2008-10-31T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T16:28:16.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY HALLOWEEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Halloween was pretty uneventful this year. I've been so busy with school and studying that I haven't had time to do much else. I did manage to fit in a trip to the pumpkin patch though. Pete and I went with our friends Breanne and Jeff. Breanne is in PA school with me. She is the only thing that is keeping me sane. Here we are at the pumpkin patch picking out our pumpkins.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263394812400891954" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SQtVsfnJ-DI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ypIv7YDKR1k/s320/IMG_0480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This year I was really excited to carve a pumpkin because I had this great idea to cut the bottoms out of the pumpkins instead of the tops so that we could put the on our heads. It took a little bit of convincing but eventually I got everyone else to play along. Here is a picture of me and Breanne with our pumpkin heads. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263395154550493362" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SQtWAaN-kLI/AAAAAAAAAcI/x_tl2hq_0Cg/s320/IMG_0490.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Pete wasn't quite as cooperative as Breanne. First he refused to carve a face into his pumpkin and then when I wanted him to take a picture with me a few days later he kept complaining that his pumpkin was rotten and had flies on the inside (when I checked later he wasn't lieing).&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263806990980595074" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 309px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SQzMkcedvYI/AAAAAAAAAcY/AiBOqA3wFpw/s320/Picture+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I guess he was being a pretty good sport. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was also pretty excited about passing out candy to trick-or-treaters this year. I wanted to see all of their fun costumes. I opened our front door, set my pumpkin out, turned up the halloween music and waited. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263802956136268002" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SQzI5lgnQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/7Ah3JKT9sg0/s320/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Much to my dismay the only trick-or-treater that came by was Pete. After 3 hours of waiting I finally gave up and just put a bowl of candy out so that Pete and I could go out and have some fun. Maybe next year I'll have better luck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-6539505409264928925?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/6539505409264928925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=6539505409264928925' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/6539505409264928925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/6539505409264928925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html' title='HAPPY HALLOWEEN'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SQtVsfnJ-DI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ypIv7YDKR1k/s72-c/IMG_0480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-2383172876498077480</id><published>2008-08-30T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T10:58:45.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pete and I went on the funnest little adventure today. We hiked the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Oneota&lt;/span&gt; Gorge Loop. It was an easy hike but so beautiful and a nice break from studying for me. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240523150497118002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SLoUCjaXdzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/KQW1H6CYGuo/s320/Sq+and+misc+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240532500859923074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SLoci0OlKoI/AAAAAAAAAbw/hTnSEcjhur4/s320/Sq+and+misc+087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The trail started off at the base of Horsetail Falls and then looped around to another waterfall, Ponytail Falls, that we actually got to hike behind. I&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SLoSl1MAJEI/AAAAAAAAAbY/6CfClhqWtxY/s1600-h/Sq+and+misc+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240521557540873282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SLoSl1MAJEI/AAAAAAAAAbY/6CfClhqWtxY/s320/Sq+and+misc+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; really wanted to stand under the falls but Pete thought that was a bad idea. He didn't want to hear me complain for the rest of the hike about being cold and wet. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;After&lt;/span&gt; we finished that little hike we decided to go on another. Which turned out to be my favorite adventure of the day. We started by hiking what looked like a little stream bed in a slot canyon. We had to climb over a huge log jam and eventually that little stream got a little deeper and I was wading waste deep through the water. when the water first started to look deep I tried to climb across the wall but Pete said it looked like I was about to fall in and he said it would &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SLoTUOR8gnI/AAAAAAAAAbg/m2F-WqdXyIk/s1600-h/Sq+and+misc+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240522354550669938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SLoTUOR8gnI/AAAAAAAAAbg/m2F-WqdXyIk/s320/Sq+and+misc+129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; be safer for me to just give up and get in so I did. So much for not getting wet. When we finally reached the end of the slot canyon there was a pretty cool waterfall and a pool of water at the base of it. There were also some crazy boys who had decided to jump in. At first I thought they were loony! But then I remembered how much fun Pete and I had had years ago jumping into the freezing cold water of First Damn in Logan Utah and I decided I couldn't miss an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; like that. It took a little bit of persuading but eventually I convinced Pete to come along. It was oh so cold but worth the rush of adrenalin. I wanted to run the rest of the way back to the car so that I would stay warm but Pete was taking his sweet time taking pictures of all the scenery. He got some pretty sweet pictures but I still think running was the better idea.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240742713967768562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SLrbu1FD8_I/AAAAAAAAAb4/yk3ykisiXLI/s320/Sq+and+misc+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-2383172876498077480?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/2383172876498077480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=2383172876498077480' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/2383172876498077480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/2383172876498077480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2008/08/little-adventure.html' title='A Little Adventure'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SLoUCjaXdzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/KQW1H6CYGuo/s72-c/Sq+and+misc+088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-5223756397608137188</id><published>2008-08-26T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T22:08:14.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Husband Is So Good To Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Have I mentioned lately that my Husband is incredible and so sweet. He makes me smile and laugh!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239057038434662050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SLTenmXodqI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/iJ6VXpDSYcQ/s320/Misc.+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Yesterday Pete gave me the best gift, a single flower and a huge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tomato&lt;/span&gt;. You might think this is a silly gift but it was just what I needed. The flower was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; and made me smile. But I was most excited about the tomato. A tomato isn't a very good gift for most people but it is a great one for me so I really felt like Pete put some thought into this one. The tomato was rad. It was about a pound and a half and Pete said it was the most expensive tomato he had ever seen. It ended up costing like 9$. I love expensive tomatoes :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-5223756397608137188?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/5223756397608137188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=5223756397608137188' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/5223756397608137188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/5223756397608137188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-husband-is-so-good-to-me.html' title='My Husband Is So Good To Me'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SLTenmXodqI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/iJ6VXpDSYcQ/s72-c/Misc.+048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-2689410019983973837</id><published>2008-08-18T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T10:29:37.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I promise I won't blog about every ripe tomato</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SKmxSlKn1cI/AAAAAAAAAbI/OlgatkvmH3U/s1600-h/Misc.+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 171px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SKmxSlKn1cI/AAAAAAAAAbI/OlgatkvmH3U/s320/Misc.+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235910974567339458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I promise I won't blog about every ripe tomato but I am just so excited about this one.  I have been waiting weeks for it to ripen.  It is so big.  I was worried I would have to leave for Utah before it had fully ripened but it turned red just in time.  TOMATOES MAKE ME SMILE!!!  They always have.  I remember years ago...My mom gave me 20$ and sent me in the store to buy a little treat.  She fully expected me to come back with orange tic-tacs or snickers or something like that and of course all of her change.  To her surprise I came back with no change and a bag full of tomatoes.  Red tomatoes, yellow tomatoes, big tomatoes, and small tomatoes.  I LOVE TOMATOES!!! Always have always will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-2689410019983973837?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/2689410019983973837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=2689410019983973837' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/2689410019983973837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/2689410019983973837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-promise-i-wont-blog-about-every-ripe.html' title='I promise I won&apos;t blog about every ripe tomato'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SKmxSlKn1cI/AAAAAAAAAbI/OlgatkvmH3U/s72-c/Misc.+045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-3680835426627267884</id><published>2008-08-15T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T15:41:56.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Ripe Tomato</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SKXurMnCPbI/AAAAAAAAAbA/muIMsKH1I3E/s1600-h/Misc.+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 155px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SKXurMnCPbI/AAAAAAAAAbA/muIMsKH1I3E/s320/Misc.+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234852567774805426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I got to eat my first ripe tomato.   It tasted great.  I am excited for the rest of my tomatoes to ripen (there's at least 62 more out there).  Someone told me that if I cut my tomato plants back the tomatoes will ripen faster cuz the plant won't have to work so hard to keep everything nourished.  I can't bring myself to do it though cuz they have gotten so big and wild and I love them that way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-3680835426627267884?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/3680835426627267884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=3680835426627267884' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/3680835426627267884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/3680835426627267884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-ripe-tomato.html' title='The First Ripe Tomato'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SKXurMnCPbI/AAAAAAAAAbA/muIMsKH1I3E/s72-c/Misc.+042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-94243165199722016</id><published>2008-08-15T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T09:05:31.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bet you didn't know I was an ARTIST</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SKWoPXJ8NsI/AAAAAAAAAas/LKI_lf3Isck/s1600-h/peterocks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SKWoPXJ8NsI/AAAAAAAAAas/LKI_lf3Isck/s400/peterocks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234775123755284162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made this card a few weeks ago for Pete and I was so proud of it I thought I had better blog about it.   Just in case you can't tell...that is me at the bottom belaying my hot manly husband up a gnarly steep cliff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-94243165199722016?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/94243165199722016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=94243165199722016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/94243165199722016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/94243165199722016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2008/08/bet-you-didnt-know-i-was-artist_15.html' title='Bet you didn&apos;t know I was an ARTIST'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SKWoPXJ8NsI/AAAAAAAAAas/LKI_lf3Isck/s72-c/peterocks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-3146658356844034239</id><published>2008-08-14T15:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T17:26:22.490-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>Baby Fin Is Finally Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Congratulations Misty and Wade!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SKTIiuiN5tI/AAAAAAAAAaY/GYwxuUL3IVo/s1600-h/Ford.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234529165844014802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SKTIiuiN5tI/AAAAAAAAAaY/GYwxuUL3IVo/s400/Ford.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little Baby Finlinson is finally here and I can't wait to meet him. His name is Ford Thomas Finlinson and he is pretty dang cute! I am going to take a trip out to Denver Colorado see him next week. I am so so so excited. I can't believe my Sister has finally had a baby. I couldn't be more happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-3146658356844034239?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/3146658356844034239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=3146658356844034239' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/3146658356844034239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/3146658356844034239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2008/08/baby-fin-is-finally-here.html' title='Baby Fin Is Finally Here'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SKTIiuiN5tI/AAAAAAAAAaY/GYwxuUL3IVo/s72-c/Ford.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-4358744436239258419</id><published>2008-08-03T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T10:58:19.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bringing Back Old Memories</title><content type='html'>Pete and I chaperoned a youth church dance last night.  I had a blast! I am not so sure about Pete though.  It was so fun to see all those kids, in their acquired teenage years, trying to dance.  It brought back so many great memories.  My favorite part about chaperoning last night was watching the girls try and run away from the boys who they didn't want to dance with.  The girls would try to avoid eye contact and then walk quickly around the outskirts of the dance to avoid confrontation.  But those darn boys were so determined.  They would walk right through the center of the dance floor and ask the girl to dance before she had a chance to hide in the hallway.  And of course the girls would say yes.  Oh and I also liked watching the dynamics when slow dances came to an end.  I saw a few girls try and dash before the song was completely over but once again those darn boys wouldn't have it and would insist on having a hug.  It was so funny to watch.  I used to have so much fun going to the church dances.  I think form age 14 to 16 my friends and I went about every week.  Church dances haven't changed much since I last went to them.  You still need a dance card to get in.  Here  is a picture of my old dance card.  I saved it cuz I have so many fond memories of going to these dances.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SJXt_0Rwd3I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/iyAU38r9EU8/s1600-h/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SJXt_0Rwd3I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/iyAU38r9EU8/s400/IMG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230348222881363826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I used to have so much fun getting ready for the church dances and going to them.   The drive to the church dances was always a lot of fun.   We would pack about 6 of us girls in a van or something and then one of our great mom's would drive us out.   The whole way there we would all be in giggles, singing disney songs, talking about the boys we liked, and all that girly stuff.  At the dances we meet all kinds go crazy boys.  I think each week I came home with a new crush.  It makes me laugh just thinking about it.  I looked all over to see if  I had any good pictures from the dances but this is one of the only ones I could find.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SJXuuNixidI/AAAAAAAAAaI/YZhHKJ-mats/s1600-h/church+dances_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SJXuuNixidI/AAAAAAAAAaI/YZhHKJ-mats/s400/church+dances_0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230349019937606098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me with my friend Jay.  I thought he was pretty hot at the time.  The only thing I can really remember about him now is that one time while we were dancing he told me he was a Vicodin dealer.  I never really was sure if he was serious or not but either way I think its kinda funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-4358744436239258419?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/4358744436239258419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=4358744436239258419' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/4358744436239258419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/4358744436239258419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2008/08/old-memories.html' title='Bringing Back Old Memories'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SJXt_0Rwd3I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/iyAU38r9EU8/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-4972285322323276137</id><published>2008-07-04T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T15:40:17.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now It Feels Like Home!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well Pete and I have been married a little over 2 years now and until recently hadn't owned a single piece of furniture.  While we were in Logan we just borrowed furniture from family.  For our first few weeks here in Oregon Pete and I had to sleep on an air mattress, eat off the floor, and relax in lawn chairs.  But now our little apartment is starting to feel like home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now we have...&lt;br /&gt;Table and Chairs&lt;br /&gt;Coffee Table&lt;br /&gt;Couch and Love Seat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SG6h4BrAFKI/AAAAAAAAAZo/r2r6SwhJZzQ/s1600-h/Misc.+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SG6h4BrAFKI/AAAAAAAAAZo/r2r6SwhJZzQ/s320/Misc.+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219287002062525602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bed and Bed Frame&lt;br /&gt;Desk&lt;br /&gt;Dresser&lt;br /&gt;Nightstand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SG6kuA_0d7I/AAAAAAAAAZw/DmYzTMD4pM8/s1600-h/Misc.+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SG6kuA_0d7I/AAAAAAAAAZw/DmYzTMD4pM8/s320/Misc.+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219290128617600946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-4972285322323276137?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/4972285322323276137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=4972285322323276137' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/4972285322323276137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/4972285322323276137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2008/07/now-it-feels-like-home.html' title='Now It Feels Like Home!!'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SG6h4BrAFKI/AAAAAAAAAZo/r2r6SwhJZzQ/s72-c/Misc.+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-6070856699891727763</id><published>2008-06-27T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T07:52:33.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When the ball gets rolling...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SGXbMAzCO2I/AAAAAAAAAZg/MM7imUlMr2o/s1600-h/sharpen.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SGXbMAzCO2I/AAAAAAAAAZg/MM7imUlMr2o/s320/sharpen.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216816742797556578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Hepatorrhexis, Blepharoptosis, Dyspnea, Nephrectomy...&lt;/span&gt;Do you know what these words mean???  A week ago I didn't but now I do :)  I just had my first test in PA school.  It was a medical terminology test and yes I passed.  It is such a relief to have my first test out of the way! Now I can start focusing on the next test, and the next, and the one after that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-6070856699891727763?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/6070856699891727763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=6070856699891727763' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/6070856699891727763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/6070856699891727763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-ball-gets-rolling.html' title='When the ball gets rolling...'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SGXbMAzCO2I/AAAAAAAAAZg/MM7imUlMr2o/s72-c/sharpen.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-7449221985907153196</id><published>2008-06-23T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T22:52:44.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The new old school</title><content type='html'>Me and Sandy have been wanting to get bikes so we can start driving less.  Last week we finally got fed up and started watching craigslist seriously.  As Sandy was checking craigslist every minute or so for new postings she found a rad old school steel road bike in her size (there had been tons of bikes in my size, but I guess it is harder to find used smaller bikes).  As usual there was some drama, this other girl had called first, but there was a misunderstanding and we had thought that Sandy had called first.  He was a good guy and wanted to be fair but we had thought Sandy called first so our phone calls got a bit heated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out that the other girl ended up getting another bike, so the guy called us back to see if Sandy still wanted the bike.  So we ended up bailing out a little early from diner with our friends Adam and Krystl (sorry guys) to go get the bike.  This guy was cleaning out his garage and he had some pretty incredible bikes.  First of all the bike that Sandy had found on craigslist was in great shape, a 1986 Univega Gran Rally with full 600 components and a leather brooks saddle.   There was no question that she was going to get it.  While Sandy was riding around on her new bike the guy showed me the companion bike to Sandy's, a 1986 Univega Superstrata  with full Dura-ace components.  I rode it around and fell in love.  I have always had a soft spot for older bikes, but this rode better than many high end new bikes.   As you can see (or maybe you can't) both bikes are in near mint condition, the previous owners - who happened to be a married couple! - rode the bikes a few miles and then just parked them in their garage for decades. Below are a couple of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wwpf31cqb3A/SGCI1o84SlI/AAAAAAAAABo/IetJhl70eR8/s1600-h/Misc.+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wwpf31cqb3A/SGCI1o84SlI/AAAAAAAAABo/IetJhl70eR8/s320/Misc.+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215318823602244178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sandy's root beer brown bike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwpf31cqb3A/SGCGFVWuShI/AAAAAAAAABY/Fb_aHKCZ5x4/s1600-h/Misc.+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwpf31cqb3A/SGCGFVWuShI/AAAAAAAAABY/Fb_aHKCZ5x4/s320/Misc.+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215315794684955154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My bike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-7449221985907153196?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/7449221985907153196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=7449221985907153196' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/7449221985907153196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/7449221985907153196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-old-school.html' title='The new old school'/><author><name>Pete</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05598438439907363980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wwpf31cqb3A/SCXW0OBGVHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6cD3gh8ExaY/S220/P%26S-HM0072.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wwpf31cqb3A/SGCI1o84SlI/AAAAAAAAABo/IetJhl70eR8/s72-c/Misc.+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-1645568316837035006</id><published>2008-06-18T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T20:42:26.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Day Of School</title><content type='html'>Today was my first day of school at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OHSU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! I am really excited to get started but a little nervous too. I am pretty sure everyone else in my class is in the same boat. I can hardly believe this is really happening. And even more crazy is the idea that by the end of this I am going to be a Physician Assistant. 2 years just doesn't seem like a long enough time to learn everything I am going to need to know. But I guess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;OHSU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; does a pretty good job of cramming everything in and making it stick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; they have like a 100% pass rate on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;PANCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Physician Assistant National Certifying Exam). Wish me luck! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213432565669213794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SFnVS-kqtmI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/uWg87ji15-E/s320/Misc.+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Mom...this is my first day of school picture...in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;memory&lt;/span&gt; of all of the ones you used to take...note the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;shrubbery&lt;/span&gt; in the background) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-1645568316837035006?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/1645568316837035006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=1645568316837035006' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/1645568316837035006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/1645568316837035006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-first-day-of-school.html' title='My First Day Of School'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SFnVS-kqtmI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/uWg87ji15-E/s72-c/Misc.+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-8156732036972466555</id><published>2008-06-03T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T08:44:01.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirt Under My Fingernails</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SEXv99qzofI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/ZXBI_cX-vYU/s1600-h/cropMisc.+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SEXv99qzofI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/ZXBI_cX-vYU/s400/cropMisc.+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207832391929012722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I planted my little patio garden!!!  I am so excited about it.  I planted four different types of tomato plants. (red beefsteak, black prince, lemon boy, and bonnie original)  I also planted some basil, oregano, and parsley.  I wish I could have a&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SEXupupa6ZI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HnA4d9Ct_pI/s1600-h/Misc.+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 196px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SEXupupa6ZI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HnA4d9Ct_pI/s320/Misc.+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207830944787655058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; larger garden but I don't have much room and patio gardening is pretty expensive.  I don't think I will even break even$$$ with all the tomatoes I am hoping to get.  Oh well,  I am just excited to have a little garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-8156732036972466555?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/8156732036972466555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=8156732036972466555' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/8156732036972466555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/8156732036972466555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2008/06/dirt-under-my-fingernails.html' title='Dirt Under My Fingernails'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SEXv99qzofI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/ZXBI_cX-vYU/s72-c/cropMisc.+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-1955486661216424639</id><published>2008-05-30T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T22:04:09.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Circuit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SEDZj77mAtI/AAAAAAAAAYA/1woU2bdcEOY/s1600-h/IMG_4171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SEDZj77mAtI/AAAAAAAAAYA/1woU2bdcEOY/s320/IMG_4171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206400380646589138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pete and I went Bouldering tonight at The Circuit.   I was really excited because I sent 2 routes that I thought were pretty tough.  They were V-4's.  Pete of course was climbing stuff I couldn't even hang onto.  He's amazing!  Pete got a year pass to the gym but I didn't get one cuz I'll probably be to busy with school to go regularly.   Pete gets 2 guest passes each month.  I hope I will have enough free time that I will be able to use those.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-1955486661216424639?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/1955486661216424639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=1955486661216424639' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/1955486661216424639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/1955486661216424639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2008/05/circuit.html' title='The Circuit'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SEDZj77mAtI/AAAAAAAAAYA/1woU2bdcEOY/s72-c/IMG_4171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-6277933415787606686</id><published>2008-05-27T16:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T16:15:57.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pete's First Day Of Work!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SDyVjrm_k4I/AAAAAAAAAXY/I1XJ9ZnPbM8/s1600-h/Misc.+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SDyVjrm_k4I/AAAAAAAAAXY/I1XJ9ZnPbM8/s320/Misc.+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205199709567685506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today is Pete's first day of work!!!  Doesn't he look all professional?  It's hard to believe that he's got a real job.  I guess that means he's a grown up now.  NOT ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-6277933415787606686?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/6277933415787606686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=6277933415787606686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/6277933415787606686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/6277933415787606686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2008/05/petes-first-day-of-work.html' title='Pete&apos;s First Day Of Work!!!'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SDyVjrm_k4I/AAAAAAAAAXY/I1XJ9ZnPbM8/s72-c/Misc.+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-902175702226701398</id><published>2008-05-24T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T12:21:56.792-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oregon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Highway 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well we have finally made it to Oregon and we are excited to be here!  Pete and I left California last Monday.  Instead of taking the direct 9hr route to Portland via I-5 we took the more scenic Highway 101 which added a few hours onto the voyage.  The views from HW 101 were absolutely amazing.  In California we passed beautiful vineyard and huge redwoods.  Of course I made Pete stop in Legget, CA, so that we could drive through the famous Chandelier Tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SDkMbbm_kzI/AAAAAAAAAWo/ahMm9coqrKo/s1600-h/HW101+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SDkMbbm_kzI/AAAAAAAAAWo/ahMm9coqrKo/s320/HW101+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204204509810627378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is a pretty  amazing tree.  It is  315 ft tall and has a  9ft high  6ft wide hole cut right out of the base of it (as you can see).  I can't believe the tree is still alive with such a huge chunk of its base gone.  I thought there would be a lot of other cool trees near Chandelier Tree but there really weren't any that compared. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SDkL37m_kyI/AAAAAAAAAWg/csEVD76HGSU/s1600-h/HW101+008edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SDkL37m_kyI/AAAAAAAAAWg/csEVD76HGSU/s320/HW101+008edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204203899925271330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So we just drove through the tree a couple of times, then walked through a couple of times, and then we were back on the road.  We were anxious to see more giant redwoods.  We took a scenic detour from HW 101 down the Avenue of the Giants.  I have never seen such enormous trees before.  They were so big around and so tall!  Pretty cool.  Here's a picture of Pete beneath a Giant Redwood.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SDkM9Lm_k0I/AAAAAAAAAWw/H8a4EKDoWgg/s1600-h/HW101+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SDkM9Lm_k0I/AAAAAAAAAWw/H8a4EKDoWgg/s320/HW101+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204205089631212354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also drove past a bunch of awesome beaches.  We stopped at one to have a quick little picnic.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SDkNkLm_k1I/AAAAAAAAAW4/njtHUXUslm8/s1600-h/HW101+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SDkNkLm_k1I/AAAAAAAAAW4/njtHUXUslm8/s320/HW101+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204205759646110546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The beaches in Oregon are amazing!  Pete seems to think they are calling to him.  Every time we passed a cool beach he would tell me about how rad it would be to go surfing there.  As for me, the thought of surfing in the west coast ocean is not enticing.  WAY TOO COLD!!!  But if he really wants to go, I'll probably tag along and sit on the beach and watch.  That is, if it is a nice warm day.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SDkN8bm_k2I/AAAAAAAAAXA/iZh81zCxxes/s1600-h/HW101+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SDkN8bm_k2I/AAAAAAAAAXA/iZh81zCxxes/s320/HW101+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204206176257938274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Instead of the 1 day 9hr direct rout to Portland our little adventure turned into a 2 day outing with about 15hr of driving.  We probably could have made it in one day but we didn't want to miss seeing anything cool so we camped in a small pullout off of the road.  I wonder if I will ever look back on my life and the adventures Pete and I go on and think that I was absolutely crazy.  I can't even imagine either of my parents sleeping on the side of the road but then again I can't imagine paying 100$ for a night in a crappy hotel room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-902175702226701398?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/feeds/902175702226701398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579399463046963519&amp;postID=902175702226701398' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/902175702226701398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579399463046963519/posts/default/902175702226701398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com/2008/05/hw-101.html' title='Highway 101'/><author><name>Sandy Cove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06206243513736973333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SpoKI_LERCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/VpAiv7GRplc/S220/P6130343.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SDkMbbm_kzI/AAAAAAAAAWo/ahMm9coqrKo/s72-c/HW101+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579399463046963519.post-4832741887186597456</id><published>2008-05-15T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T22:28:18.148-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Climb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yosemite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hike'/><title type='text'>Yosemite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pete and I just got back from a climbing adventure in Yosemite.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We had a blast!!!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;To prepare for the trip Pete insisted that I get a new pair of rock climbing shoes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I got a pair of 5.10 Gambits.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I tried to tell Pete that they weren’t comfy but he was so excited about me getting new shoes that I caved in and bought them (thinking that maybe they would grow on me).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The first climb we did in Yosemite was called Nutcracker.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SC0RHVQTpgI/AAAAAAAAAV4/2LwRoRjVntE/s1600-h/Yosemite+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SC0RHVQTpgI/AAAAAAAAAV4/2LwRoRjVntE/s320/Yosemite+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200831962345088514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a 4 pitch 5.8 climb.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Pete and I swapped every other lead.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This was a super easy climb for Pete but a little nerve racking for me.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Trad climbing is a lot scarier than sport and I get so nervous when I get above my last piece of protection.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SC0QXFQTpfI/AAAAAAAAAVw/qMc-5hGqsOc/s1600-h/Yosemite+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SC0QXFQTpfI/AAAAAAAAAVw/qMc-5hGqsOc/s320/Yosemite+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200831133416400370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All in all the climb was pretty fun but my feet were killing me!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My new climbing shoes put pressure in all the wrong places.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Needless to say foot pain plagued the rest of my stay in Yosemite.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The next day we climbed Bishops Terrace (5.8).&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I didn’t really feel like leading anymore climbs with me feet in such a bad condition but the mosquitoes at the base of the climb were driving me crazy, absolutely crazy so I volunteered to go first.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SC0QGFQTpeI/AAAAAAAAAVo/pJBkRGMhd1M/s1600-h/Yosemite+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SC0QGFQTpeI/AAAAAAAAAVo/pJBkRGMhd1M/s320/Yosemite+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200830841358624226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The climb itself was really rad!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The guide book describes it as one of the best 5.8 hand cracks in the valley.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;About half way up the climb I found a bomber foot jam, so good in fact that I couldn’t get my foot out of the crack.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Try as I might my foot wouldn’t budge.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I ended up placing a piece of protection immediately above me and clipping into it directly so that I could yank on my leg to try and get my foot out.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SC0PoVQTpdI/AAAAAAAAAVg/xG_64q1u4SA/s1600-h/Yosemite+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SC0PoVQTpdI/AAAAAAAAAVg/xG_64q1u4SA/s320/Yosemite+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200830330257515986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is a picture of me yanking on my foot. (It is hard to see me but I am up right under where the 2 trees come together and kind of make a point)   It took me about 10 minutes but in the end I finally did get my foot free, although by this time I was a little sketched out.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For the next few feet after the “excellent foot jam” I placed excessive amounts of gear which turned out to be detrimental in the long run.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By the time I was nearing the top of the climb I had hardly any gear left and I was pretty shaky.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Never the less I completed the climb with the help of encouraging words from Pete far below.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Pete also climbed Church Bowl Tree (5.10b) it was a shorter climb but it looked pretty hard.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Of course Pete flew up it, no problems at all.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He is amazing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After that we headed back to camp and I went to bed so early (5pm) so that I would be sure to wake up early enough the next day to climb half dome.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Pete did a little bouldering while I slept.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We woke up at 4am to climb The Snake Dike a 5.7 run-out climb on Half Dome.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We ran into a few minor problems that morning so we didn’t actually hit the trail until around 5:30am.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SC0O_VQTpcI/AAAAAAAAAVY/fQV6w_I9LpQ/s1600-h/Yosemite+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SC0O_VQTpcI/AAAAAAAAAVY/fQV6w_I9LpQ/s320/Yosemite+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200829625882879426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The hike to the base of Half Dome is a really long 6 miles but it is also very beautiful.  We hiked up the Mist Trail right by Vernal Falls. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SC0MAlQTpbI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/xctymQUidrU/s1600-h/Yosemite+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SC0MAlQTpbI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/xctymQUidrU/s320/Yosemite+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200826348822832562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As you can see we got pretty wet!!!  It felt good to get wet though.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SC0LHlQTpaI/AAAAAAAAAVI/ocCly8b9bPY/s1600-h/Yosemite+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SC0LHlQTpaI/AAAAAAAAAVI/ocCly8b9bPY/s320/Yosemite+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200825369570289058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some guys at camp had told Pete about a shortcut that supposedly took about 20 minutes off of the hike to the base of Half Dome if you knew where you were going.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was a little weary that this shortcut might turn into a longcut but we took it anyway and at all worked out for the best.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SC0KUFQTpZI/AAAAAAAAAVA/jQ5LmRBpq2c/s1600-h/Yosemite+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SC0KUFQTpZI/AAAAAAAAAVA/jQ5LmRBpq2c/s320/Yosemite+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200824484807026066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The shortcut we took turned out to be one of my favorite parts of the hike.  We chased a dear up a canyon, I crossed a stream by walking on a fallen tree, we hiked over and nearly feel through a pile of snow, it was a really rad hike.  We ended up passing 2 other groups of climbers that had started up the trail before us and taken the longer route.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We were luckily the first group to the base of the climb so we were able to head up immediately without waiting on anyone.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The climb was super easy but super exposed!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is a little nerve racking to be so exposed to your surrounding it makes you feel so vulnerable.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In addition to the extreme exposure there was hardly anywhere to place protection.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Pete would climb from one belay station to the next without placing a single piece or pro.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SC0RjlQTphI/AAAAAAAAAWA/lS4iA-FLyCs/s1600-h/Yosemite+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SC0RjlQTphI/AAAAAAAAAWA/lS4iA-FLyCs/s320/Yosemite+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200832447676392978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I am following Pete up the climb.  As you can tell I am pretty far away and there is no protection in between us...ahhhhh!!! It was a little frightening for me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I kept thinking how scary it would be if he fell…(which he wouldn’t cuz it was such an easy climb, but what if he did).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It took us 3 ½ hours to climb the 8 pitches and then scramble to the top.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was so excited when we finally made it to the top of Half Dome.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SC0JN1QTpXI/AAAAAAAAAUw/jKbFhqiq0M0/s1600-h/Yosemite+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SC0JN1QTpXI/AAAAAAAAAUw/jKbFhqiq0M0/s320/Yosemite+063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200823277921215858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I am sitting on the edge of Half Dome nearly 5,000 feet above the valley floor.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SC0TUlQTpkI/AAAAAAAAAWY/1YK-f6XPUd8/s1600-h/Yosemite+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SC0TUlQTpkI/AAAAAAAAAWY/1YK-f6XPUd8/s320/Yosemite+069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200834389001610818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Pete finally getting a breather after all his hard work...(did I mention that Pete carried all of our gear because I had a sunburn on my shoulders and it hurt for me to carry a pack....what a rad husband!!!)  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SC0ILVQTpVI/AAAAAAAAAUg/qM5riCx9Nw8/s1600-h/Yosemite+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SC0ILVQTpVI/AAAAAAAAAUg/qM5riCx9Nw8/s320/Yosemite+066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200822135459915090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here we are together on the top of Half Dome.  Once on top we had lunch (peanut butter and jelly sandwiches never&lt;span style=""&gt; tasted so good).  We ended up drinking all of our water too but that wasn't too big of a deal because there was still snow on the top of half dome and Pete filled are water bottles with it.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SC0J51QTpYI/AAAAAAAAAU4/3IB4w19_5YM/s1600-h/Yosemite+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SC0J51QTpYI/AAAAAAAAAU4/3IB4w19_5YM/s320/Yosemite+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200824033835459970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The National Park Service has put cables and wooden planks on Half Dome so that hikers can hang on and hike to the top.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;During the winter they remove the planks and lay the cables on the ground.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was just our luck that the cables were still on the ground and the planks missing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I wasn’t too worried about our decent off the top of half dome until I was about 10 feet down, clinging to the cables and looking down on what seemed to be a slope that got continually steeper.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At this point I remembered Jennie Bettles (my Dad’s Cousin’s, Husband’s, Brother’s, Wife’s, Sister…did you follow that???).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She died in April of 2007 after slipping off of the cables that lead up to Half Dome.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After this thought crossed my mind I was pretty much certain that I wasn’t going to go down without some serious protection, so I had Pete get me a harness (I wore his because it was in the top of our bag and we were already on a pretty steep slant and he didn’t want to find mine).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;With a harness on, Pete tied me into the cable with a prusik knot so that I could slide the knot down as I went but also so that if I fell it would catch me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am so glad that I have a patient Husband that puts up with all my nonsense.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SC0SzVQTpjI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/WRjxbYVqQ88/s1600-h/Yosemite+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SC0SzVQTpjI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/WRjxbYVqQ88/s320/Yosemite+070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200833817770960434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The rest of the hike back to the valley was pretty uneventful just long and painful, oh so painful.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By the time we made it back to our camp (after a 14 hour day) I could hardly move and any pressure anywhere on my feet just killed!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Needless to say we cut our stay in Yosemite a little short so that we could come back to my Mom’s and recover from all of our aches and pains.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SC0SN1QTpiI/AAAAAAAAAWI/7NoV_XvwJ_Q/s1600-h/Yosemite+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QeSM6PPNDI/SC0SN1QTpiI/AAAAAAAAAWI/7NoV_XvwJ_Q/s320/Yosemite+080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200833173525866018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579399463046963519-4832741887186597456?l=pete-n-sandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pete-n-sandy.blogsp
