Mt Rainier, thanks for the memories~

Landscapes from Mt. Rainier

Landscapes from Mt. Rainier

Landscapes from Mt. Rainier

Landscapes from Mt. Rainier

Landscapes from Mt. Rainier

Landscapes from Mt. Rainier

Landscapes from Mt. Rainier

Landscapes from Mt. Rainier

Landscapes from Mt. Rainier

Landscapes from Mt. Rainier

Landscapes from Mt. Rainier

Landscapes from Mt. Rainier

Landscapes from Mt. Rainier
So, most of you know that the crazy idea to climb this big fat mountain came from my outdoorsey overachieving brother….and that I was crazy enough to sign up with him : ) Don’t get me wrong, I love the outdoors and getting dirty, and I am definitely an adrenaline junky! BUT, I do not love hauling my booty and my 40lb pack up big hills and mountains. What I did love;
All the amazing brother / sister time Ryan and I had.
The breathtaking views.
Meeting some really awesome people who were so passionate about what they do (thanks IMG guides!)
The sense of accomplishment that came from hauling 35lbs to a campgound on a glacier at over 11,000 ft. 5 months ago, I was struggling to haul myself (with no pack) up a 600 foot elevation gain hike in Hawaii : )
There are so many photographs that I would like to share. I will post a few of my favorites here, and then you can also access the gallery option to see over 100 of the favorites. To see the thumbnails larger, just click on a photograph. To get back to the post, just use your browser’s back button.
Hey!, I hauled my 4lb camera up there, you are going to see nearly every darn photograph I managed to take with it! The second part of the gallery is full of photographs from Ryan’s camera~

lovin' my goggles at Ingram Flats

Camp life and mountaineering

Camp life and mountaineering

Camp life and mountaineering, IMG guide Mike

Camp life and mountaineering, Ingram Flats camp at 2am

Camp life and mountaineering, Ingram Flats camp

Camp life and mountaineering, Ingram Flats camp

Camp life and mountaineering, Ingram Flats camp

Camp life and mountaineering, Ingram Flats camp, Pad Thai at 11,000 feet, thanks Max!

Thats my ice ax, bitches! Camp life and mountaineering, Ingram Flats camp

Burritos at 10,000+feet, thanks Karl!

working our way up the Muir snowfield

Camp life! sunrise at camp muir~

Camp life and moutaineering

Camp life and moutaineering, IMG guide Eric

Camp life and moutaineering, white out on the way to Muir

Camp life and moutaineering, Ryan up high

Sunburnt and tired, but still smilin', camp Muir
- Camp life and moutaineering, white out on the way to Muir
- Camp life and moutaineering
- Camp life and moutaineering, IMG guide Eric
- working our way up the Muir snowfield
- Landscapes from Mt. Rainier
- Burritos at 10,000+feet, thanks Karl!
- Landscapes from Mt. Rainier
- Landscapes from Mt. Rainier
- Landscapes from Mt. Rainier
- Landscapes from Mt. Rainier
- Camp life! sunrise at camp muir~
- Learning to self arrest. Camp life and mountaineering,
- Landscapes from Mt. Rainier
- Thats my ice ax, bitches! Camp life and mountaineering, Ingram Flats camp
- Camp life and mountaineering, Ingram Flats camp, Pad Thai at 11,000 feet, thanks Max!
- Camp life and mountaineering, Ingram Flats camp
- Camp life and mountaineering, Ingram Flats camp
- Camp life and mountaineering, Ingram Flats camp
- Landscapes from Mt. Rainier
- Camp life and mountaineering, Ingram Flats camp at 2am
- Landscapes from Mt. Rainier
- Landscapes from Mt. Rainier
- Landscapes from Mt. Rainier
- Landscapes from Mt. Rainier
- Camp life and mountaineering, IMG guide Mike
- Camp life and mountaineering
- Landscapes from Mt. Rainier
- Ryan glissading (sliding down the moutain on his booty!)
- Posing on the mountain
- Team MO at the end!
- Sunburnt and tired, but still smilin’, camp Muir
- lovin’ my goggles at Ingram Flats
- Camp life and mountaineering
- Camp life and moutaineering, Ryan up high
And now of course for my shout out to International Mountain Guides, IMG, and awesome guides Eric, Max, Karl and Mike! This is the first guided type expedition I have ever gone on, so I don’t have much room for comparison, but I’m pretty sure these guys are at the top of the pecking order. A few things that made them so awesome;
not only are they hardcore moutaineer dudes who know their stuff, they are also nice guys…they actually like people, and like helping people suceed in getting as high up the mountain as they can.
personalized attention…myself and several other expedition members were dealing with a variety of issues, and we all received kindness, patience and caring. Don’t get me wrong, no one was holding my hand! But, when I was cramping a bit, Max slowed down and worked through it with, talked me up to the camp. When John was having major knee issues, Max worked with him patiently the whole way down. Drove the van to pick him up at the bottom of the trail and had an ice pack ready. Mike (or the ‘fast and light f*&cker, as I like to call him), escorted a few people who couldn’t make it to camp Muir back down the mountain on Saturday. Then he got up Sunday morning and hauled booty up to Ingram Flats so there would be a higher guide to client ratio and more people would have the chance to attempt a summit. Eric was our lead guide, and really pushed the head men back in the office to have Mike come back up, in addition to always making decisions to a)keep us safe and b)get our asses as far up the mountain as possible.
Food! Not what I expected, for sure~ We had multiple hot, fresh meals, including burritos, pancakes and bacon, and pad thai. plenty of hot water for soup, coffee (I donated some 100%Kona to the cause), hot cocoa, etc.
Safety. Our lives really were in their hands, and I felt safe with them every step of the way. That is the biggest deal up there, trust me.
Oh, and they had some extra toilet paper when I ran out (hey, I pee a lot), thanks guys!
I can do the Bright Angel Shuffle, can you? Or, man that smarts!

- Map 2 of Road Trip
We are currently hanging out in our warm and toasty hotel room in Tusayan, AZ. We arrived at the Grand Canyon 7 days ago, and had a great week here : ) The weather was not so nice most of the time (avg low was around 20 degrees on the South Rim, yikes!) and it snowed on us a few times. But, I got a walk in back country permit to hike and camp in the canyon, and the weather was near perfect those 2 days and nights : ) Patience and flexibility definitely paid off!!
This was my first overnight backpacking adventure, I did it solo. Would have loved to take the dogs, but they are not allowed below the rim. They could have handled the trail, but the mules would have been a problem. Besides, I would have had a hard time managing 2 dogs, walking poles, camera and 35lb pack!
So, they stayed at the Grand Canyon Kennel. The price was $20/night per dog plus late fee if picking up after 11am. So, I paid $95 to drop them off at 8:30 Friday morning and pick them up at 2:30pm on Sunday. Although I was thankful for the kennel, I wasn’t thrilled with the service there. When I picked them up, Daisy still had on the sweater I had asked them to only leave on at night when it was cold. As a result, she is quite chaffed. They both needed desperately to go potty and were really thirsty. In addition, they smell a bit like dog pee. At the end of the day, they both seem ok and are just sleeping their way through the day after the kennel. Moral of the story, if you have to use the kennel service there they will do…..but it is not ideal.
~watch the Ravens, they will eat any food left out and can get into a lot of containers
~$18/night for a campsite, $32/night for a hook up spot in trailer village
~$2/8 minutes of shower. you can borrow their towels. facility was clean and water was hot : )
~laundry facility on site, $1.75/wash, $1.00/30 minutes of dryer time
~free wi-fi at a cafeteria near the general store (although I couldn’t get my MAC to work on it, all the PC users seemed content)
~it gets COLD here at night in the late spring. 20 degrees with sleet/snow. pack accordingly
~it gets HOT here in summer. Plan on napping during midday and only hiking in morning or afternoon
~dogs allowed in campground and on rim trail. must be leashed at all times. plenty of room in the woods near the campground to take the pups for a couple of daily walks. Some people didn’t always keep the dogs leashed, keep an eye out depending on doggy behavior.
~backcountry permits can be obtained by applying 4 months in advance. OR, you can get a walk in permit from the backcountry office. You need a flexible schedule and patience for this option, as you may have to wait up to a week to get the permit you are looking for to camp inside the canyon. I had to wait 2 days, but then chose to wait an additional day for ideal weather. Check with backcountry office for permit procedures.
~you can ride the mules down if you like, the park service recommends making a reservation 23 months in advance.
As this was my first overnight backpacking trip, I wasn’t sure what I would need to pack and of course wanted to keep the weight as light as possible. I ended up doing pretty well, here is a list of what I packed
~toiletries; travel size sun screen, lotion, soap, body glide, toothpaste in a ziploc, toothbrush, tech towel (REI)
~handy items; flashlight, headlamp, knife, mace
~camera gear; Canon 5D, 16-35 L lens, 1 battery, (6) 2gb memory cards, cleansing cloths and wipes
~photo id, $20 cash and credit card
~gear; REI light aluminum shock hiking poles, insoles for Vasque hiking shoes, 30 degree Kelty sleeping back, inflatable sleeping pad, inflateable travel pillow, REI womens pack, 2 litre camelback, 1 liter nalgeen bottle
~food; I didn’t bring a stove, so everything was eat as you go. pack of lunchmeat, 2 bagels, 8 ounces hard cheddar cheese, 8 ounce cream cheese, (2) 6 ounce packages beef jerky, 1 cliff shots electrolyte CranRazz drink powder, 2 apples, 1 banana, 4 ounces peanut butter in lightweight tuperware, 1 cliff bar, 1 profood organic meal bar, 1lb mini carrots, 8 ounces hummus, 1/2 package of crackers (in ziploc). 8 ounces of trail mix from trader joes, 8 ounces of almonds. The only things I didn’t eat were 1 package of jerky and 1/2 of the almonds.
~clothing; Patagonia Capileene 3 long underware (super lightweight, warm and pretty expensive), Sherpa zip sweater/jacket, REI short sleeve tee, REI longsleeve shirt with zip halfway down front, Cabella’s river pants for hiking (I got these on sale, don’t love them as they chafe in the hip area) , Gordini fleece technical pants, Marmot wind/rain breaker (which I didn’t need), REI heavy weight socks for sleeping, 3 pairs REI hiking socks (these are between $15-$20/pair, and I happily spent every penny. no blisters). Chaco sandals for chilling out in (I was so happy I brought these, gave my feet a chance to breath!). Fuzzy hat and really warm gloves. I also brought 2 tank tops which I didn’t wear.
~What I didn’t bring but should have~IBUPROFEN!, bandaids or duct tape for blisters (just in case), an additional fleece for haning out at night/early morning. I had on every piece of clothing and was just barely warm enough.

Scenic overlook on the South Kaibab Trail in Grand Canyon National Park

My new friends Theresa, Eric, Eric, Sean and Wade. We hiked down together, shared a campsite and played cards and drank wine and beer. Can't wait to visit Theresa and Wade in Bellingham!

My hiking buddy Rob on the South Kaibab Trail in Grand Canyon National Park.

My hiking buddy Rob's family on the South Kaibab Trail in Grand Canyon National Park.

Mules making the trek up on the South Kaibab Trail in Grand Canyon National Park.

Discouraging sign halfway down the South Kaibab Trail in Grand Canyon National Park.

Room with a view halfway down the South Kaibab Trail in Grand Canyon National Park.

First view of the Colorado on the South Kaibab Trail in Grand Canyon National Park.

Sleeping under the stars at Bright Angel Campground.

Our campsite is on the right side of the Bright Angel Creek.

My new favorite color, Grand Canyon Granite.

Sunrise with cactus in Bright Angel Campground.

Sunrise with cactus in Bright Angel Campground.

Just a few of the things you can buy at Phantom Ranch. All hauled down over 5000 feet by mule! That $4.50/glass wine was pretty darn tasty after a day on the trail!

Amphitheater for ranger talks in Phantom Ranch, bottom of the Grand Canyon.

Mules hauling out the trash and mail.

My new friend Eric, upset at my fabulous hand of cards!

The cafe at Phantom Ranch. Eric is looking happy b/c although I won a few hands, he won the game!

Midday sun over the bridge. The Bridge takes you over the Colorado River and up the Bright Angel Trail.

Views from the Bright Angel Trail.

Looking up. Views from the Bright Angel Trail.

Flowers. Views from the Bright Angel Trail.

Trail. Views from the Bright Angel Trail.

Trees in bloom. Views from the Bright Angel Trail.

My second nights stop, Indian Garden Campground.

Waterline. Water is pumped down from the North Rim, to the Phantom Ranch, up the Bright Angel Trail to the South Rim.

Hardest workers in the Grand Canyon. I hope to take the trip down on mule in a couple of years!

Hardest workers in the Grand Canyon. I hope to take the trip down on mule in a couple of years!

Looking up. View from the Bright Angel Trail, between Indian Garden and the South Rim.

Arch blasted into the rock to form the Bright Angel Trail.

MADE IT!! About 5000 feet down on the South Kaibab Trail and over 4000 feet back up on the Bright Angel Trail. Overnights at Bright Angel Campgroun and Indian Garden Campground.
Beautiful Scenery, Beautiful People, Beautiful Scotty
After a week of beautiful scenery and internet deprivation, I have a few updates and lots of photographs. This first set is of a man I met on the way to Carlsbad Caverns. On the drive between Pecos Texas and Carlsbad New Mexico, is a whole lot of beautiful desert, and not much else. The one exception is the place where you can meet my new friend, retired US Navy and pretty interesting guy. I don’t know that I can call his place a shop, although there were a few small items for sale. Not a rest stop, b/c it wasn’t filled with truckers, RVs and public restrooms. Nor was it a café, b/c although I accepted to cold drink he offered, it was for free. As I was boogying down the road, enjoying the desert nothing, I passed a little red white and blue building with a man sitting on the porch and an open sign hanging above the door. This kind of curious thing is why I love the US and why I am loving this road trip. So, I turned around (no easy feat pulling the Scotty and on a 2 lane road with truckers whizzing by) to go and check it out. He showed me his stack of photographs of all the visitors he has had, and where people from all over the world signed the railings in rainbow sharpees. To be polite I said I would take a water when the choice of water, sprite and coke were offered. As I pulled out my wallet to pay,
“no charge”
me –“no, you can’t do that! How much do I owe you?”
__”I don’t know why people always tell me I can’t do that! I can do whatever I want”
“ok, thanks”. So, I shut up about it and drank my water.
We chatted a bit and I loved on Mr Jibby, his loveable mongrel (Daisy and Max, waiting in the car, were not thrilled about this development and kept setting off the car alarm from the inside, oops).
After a chat and a few photographs, I headed on my way. Signed the wall Alecia, Daisy and Max with Aloha from Hawaii.

New friend in the middle of nowhere, northern Texas/southern NM

New friend in the middle of nowhere, northern Texas/southern NM
As for the next group of photographs, they are provided by popular request! I realize that I have only shown off photographs of the Scotty pre-makeover. So, here she is in all of her 1500 lb (that’s a guess), 12 foot (I think that is right) glory! Inside I have a bed, table and benches, icebox (take that literally, you put ice in it and it stays cold inside), 2 burner stove, sink (with 25 gallon fresh water tank), propane powered heater, and ‘fantastic’ vent to help regulate temp and circulate air. The water pump, lights and fan are powered by my solar panels on top, so I don’t need to plug in (although I can do that as well if the sun isn’t shining or if I want to use the power outlets). The heater and stove are fueled with propane. A pretty sweet set up all told, and the dogs and I have managed to stay pretty warm even during the multitude of 20degree snowing nights we have somehow found ourselves in.

Details from the Scotty

Details from the Scotty

Details from the 1967 Vintage Serro Scotty Travel Trailer

Details from the 1967 Vintage Serro Scotty Travel Trailer

Details from the 1967 Vintage Serro Scotty Travel Trailer

Details from the 1967 Vintage Serro Scotty Travel Trailer

Details from the 1967 Vintage Serro Scotty Travel Trailer
In the back of the Element, I have removed the back seats, put my belongings in Tupperware bins, and placed a hinged plywood platform over the top so the dogs can move around and lay down. Of course they have a bed and fluffy blankets to stay comfortable : )

inside of the Element for traveling

inside of the Element for traveling

inside of the Element for traveling
I met this gentleman and his dog while searching for firewood. I took the backroads from Carlsbad to Albequrque and stayed the night at the Valley of Fires campground. The name and whistling wind were enough to keep me a bit on edge that night. Thankfully I had my faithful companions and protectors, and although none of us got much sleep (the wind was literally rocking the trailer back and forth), we were safe together and made it through the night! The next morning brought a beautiful sunrise glow on the Element and Scotty.

Middle of nowhere NM, buying firewood

Sunrise in Valley of Fires recreation area in NM. The wind was CRAZY that night, rocking the trailer. We didn't get too much sleep.
On the way to Flagstaff, we were caught in a crazy windstorm with gusts up to 60mph. I drove for a little while until I found a rest stop to pull into. You can see the crazy dust on the road and the way the wind is blowing cars all over the place. The 18 wheelers were literally tilting in the wind, and cars were being blown onto the shoulder. We waited it out about 5 hours. Finally things got a bit better, and we got back on the road. After about 40 minutes, it started sleeting!!! We limped into Flagstaff, found a parking lot, and called it a night.
Finally a few photographs of me and the pups on the Canyon Rim Trail. They are not allowed down inside the canyon (something about scaring the mules ; p), but enjoyed the 8 mile hike on the rim, even if they had to be leashed. Daisy was crazy brave and really enjoyed jumping on the ledge and looking out over the canyon. Max was not so crazy about it and kept pretty far from the ledge.

Grand Canyon Rim hike. You can hike the full 8 miles and then take the bus back. Unfortunately no pets allowed on busses, so we hiked 4 miles and turned around, for a total of 8. Good times had by all : )

Grand Canyon Rim hike. You can hike the full 8 miles and then take the bus back. Unfortunately no pets allowed on busses, so we hiked 4 miles and turned around, for a total of 8. Good times had by all : )

Grand Canyon Rim hike. You can hike the full 8 miles and then take the bus back. Unfortunately no pets allowed on busses, so we hiked 4 miles and turned around, for a total of 8. Good times had by all : )

Grand Canyon Rim hike. You can hike the full 8 miles and then take the bus back. Unfortunately no pets allowed on busses, so we hiked 4 miles and turned around, for a total of 8. Good times had by all : )
51st Annual Rattlesnake Roundup in Sweetwater TX

Me with a stuffed snake
On Sunday I attended the world’s largest rattlesnake roundup, the 51st Annual in Sweetwater Texas. I was actually camping out in the Walmart parking lot in Childress TX (glamorous, I know! We were snowed/sleeted in for the night, and I was pretty glad I had my little propane powered heater that night : p), when my mom called and asked how close I was to Sweetwater. She had heard about the roundup on the news that morning, and it turned out I was only a few hours away….well, it looked like a few hours on the map, but really took about 6….Texas is BIG.
So, we arrived too late on Saturday to see much, but I made friends with a local Jaycee who offered to show me around the next day. I was to meet him at 7am sharp (doesn’t this guy know I’m on vacation!?, he he he). When I arrived the next morning, I couldn’t find Terry but managed to meet up and sweet talk his fellow Rooster (a Jaycee after age 40 is a Rooster) Charlie. I was later informed by several people that it wasn’t too hard to sweet talk Charlie, but that didn’t make me feel any less special ; p
Charlie was a great tour guide; he introduced me to numerous interesting people, took me backstage (where Tommy, the volunteer cook for the event, had set up his Chuckwagon and gave me some delicious samples of his old style food) and provided information about the traditions and reasons for the roundup.
According to Charlie, the roundup was started 51 years ago when local residents began complaining about too many rattlesnakes harming them, their children and their livestock. It was pretty informal at first, and just involved capturing, killing and disposing of whatever rattlesnakes they could find. Over the years it has evolved into the largest rattlesnake roundup in the world, and also the main fundraiser for the Sweetwater Jaycees. Last year they made over $80,ooo which was donated to local schools and charities.
By the time I attended, the round seems to be a well oiled machine. All the workers for the actual roundup are volunteers, and all the money raised it donated to charity. In addition, all parts of the rattlesnakes are used; nothing is going to waste. As I understand it, people acquire permits for snake hunting, and all hunting must be done on privately owned lands (you will get a ticket from the game warden for collecting snakes either without a permit or on public land). The snakes are then brought into the convention area, where they are weighed, measured and sexed. This information has a dual purpose; of course there are prizes for the longest and heaviest snakes caught, but the information also goes to the Texas wildlife department for tracking.

Displaying the snakes for a photo op
After the statistics are gathered, the snakes are milked for their venom. The venom is used in research and to create antivenom, and a member of the lab that buys the venom is there to oversee the process and assist in the milking process.

Milking the snakes

A close up of the milking process
After the snakes are milked, they head over to be killed and skinned.

The kill stump

The kill stump

The skinning area. This place made me a bit sad and I didn't stay for long
After the beheading and skinning, everything is sold. Meat is $10/lb, skins are $5/foot. Heads and rattles go as well, to be made into different goods and display nick knacks

Quite a few kitchy items were for sale, including headbands, flip flops and jewelryQuite a few kitchy items were for sale, including headbands, flip flops and jewelry

Quite a few kitchy items were for sale, including headbands, flip flops and jewelry

Rattlesnake heads for sale, preserved.
In addition to removing rattlesnakes and fundraising, the festival is also a source of education about rattlesnake behavior and safety issues. David Sager, Rooster president, gave multiple presentations each day on the safe handling of snakes and typical snake behaviors. He informed the crowd that rattlesnakes are more likely afraid of us than we are of them, and that they will do everything they can to avoid a confrontation with large animals. We learned that snakes shake their rattles as a warning to anyone nearby that a rattler is in the vicinity so you might want to go the other way. They will also coil up and tuck their head in the coil and lay perfectly still, in effect ‘hiding’ with their camouflage until the larger animal leaves the area.

David Sager, Rooster President, gives a safe handling and education talk.

David demonstrates a rattlesnakes strike by provoking it with a balloon

David demonstrates a rattlesnakes strike. It was so fast! There was a little boy on the railing next to me, and the pop scared him so much he fell off the railing! (he was just fine, and even laughed at himself after : )

This harmless snake is often mistaken for a rattler, and is unnecessarily killed as a consequence.

A snake is hiding his head, thinking he has successfully hidden from the human predator. In this state, David is able to pick the snake up bare handed. Uh, don't be stupid by trying this at home, k?

Rattlesnake mouth
Here are a few more photographs from throughout the day, enjoy~

Tommy stirring up his famous beans, made with brown sugar from his grandmother's recipe

Charlie demonstrating how the snake bite kit works. It is a one handed vacuum type device, which creates suction to remove the venom from your flesh.

Charlie is on the far left, with a couple of his fellow volunteers. Thanks for the tour Charlie!!

A snake handler giving an autograph. This girl was having all the handlers sign her shirt for a souvenir.

Rattlesnake Queen. This girl not only has to be cute and smart, but also has to be able to handle the snakes. Talk about a twist on the traditional pagent! I love this shot of her cringing, before she puts on her pretty girl smile

Rattlesnake Queen, with pretty smile in place!

This is how real people butter their corn!

Another happy tourist : )
















































































































