Best Books of 2009 (that I read)

I love reading books. I'm also a HUGE fan of our local Timbland Library system which gets me access to just about any book out there with just a web search and an email when it arrives. Through Timberland I've read some great books this year. This seems like a great time to list a few, in case you were looking to buy a book for someone for Christmas.

Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell - This is an incredible magical adventure for grown-ups set in the early 1800s in England. Clarke has imagined an entire history of magic and has extensive footnotes to books that don't exist. It's one of those books that is so well written that it spoils you for other novels for a while.

Shadow of the Wind - This book is so good I bought it. It's a book-lover's mystery novel set in Barcelona after WWII. Amazing writing.

Pinkerton's Secret - Great novel of the life of the founder of the Pinkerton detective agency - and the modern private-eye business, the secret service and many undercover and investigative techniques. Pinkerton is someone who should be much more famous than he is. In this novel, Pinkerton leaps off the page. Fantastic historical novel.

Occult America: The Secret History of How Mysticism Shaped Our Nation - Great non-fiction about the history of Occult and alternate belief systems in the development of the United States. Very easy to read and a lot of fun. Fascinating history whether you are a true believer or a skeptic!

Misquoting Jesus : The Story Behind Who Changed the Bible and Why - Biblical scholar answers the question you've always had about the Bible but didn't know enough to ask. This book was so good and had such a human take on the story of early Christianity that I checked out 4 more of his books -- and read them all cover to cover. Misquoting is the best. His latest is Jesus, Interrupted - which is good and includes a new way of thinking about the authors of the Gospels and why the way we read the bible is all wrong.

Death From The Skies: Astronomer Phil Plait takes on Astronomy in the most engaging and easy to read style by using the end of the world as a start of each chapter.

Homesteading Space: My dad was involved in the Skylab project -- the now forgotten first US space station -- and this recounting of that adventure is a detailed and fascinating space history.

Great Scooby/Zombie Mashup

'we've got some work to do now' alt. version, originally uploaded by Dr. Monster.

Great Halloween mashup of Scooby/Zombie. This is how Velma looked in my 13 year old boy dreams....

Lindsay's Room

This pictures are late, but this is what Lindsay's room looks like. We still have a few final touches like trim and posters for the walls (we've ordered one of Paris of course, and Van Gough's Starry Night) and we're looking for a vanity/desk. The floor looks great and we're already planning on doing our room. Click below for more photos!

From Lindsay's Room

Paul Hawken Quotes Me ...

In my former life, I helped create a proto-blog/news service called Tidepool for the non-profit group Ecotrust. Starting from scratch, we built the idea of a human edited news aggregator supplemented by original reporting and insightful commentary. It was fun and a little insane since back in 1997 nobody was doing anything like it.

Of course, in 2004 I went off to become a registered nurse and Tidepool and Ecotrust amicably parted ways soon after. Tidepool went to Northwest Environment Watch, which became the Sightlines Institute and Tidepool has become the Daily Score.

Needless to say, a lot has changed.

To my surprise, however, people are still reading, or a least thinking about all that stuff I wrote so earnestly ten years ago. In his new film "Blessed Unrest" Paul Hawken quote something I wrote way back when:

"It is my belief that we are part of a movement that is greater and deeper and broader than we ourselves know or can know. ... During the span of the 20th century, big ideologies were worshiped like religion. In the words of Ed Hunt, ideologies stalked the earth, clad in armor. They fought for control of our minds and of the land. ... There comes a time for all that is harmful to leave."

That's pretty cool. Anyway, for those wanting to know where that quote came from, I can't remember. However, archives of the two weekly columns I wrote for Tidepool are still on line. Hunt and Peck's archives are Here and the old ebbTIDE can be found Here. Check out a clip from Blessed Unrest

Thanks to Howard Silverman's People and Place for catching Hawken's reference! Howard was my boss in my old life!

Graces New Room

Two weeks ago, we caught a wild hare and decided that the girls needed separate rooms. We'd remake the toy room, the old nursery, into a room for Grace. It started out with just a couple cans of paint. Then we decided that this little room would be a great place to try out laminate flooring. The results are stunning ...

From Grace's New Room part one

From Grace's New Room part one

Moving Day for Grace

Today's the big moving day for Grace. I'll start moving her furniture into her new room this morning while she's at playgroup. Will post pictures when all the furniture is in and arranged!

From Grace's New Room part one

Early Riser

early morning, house is silent and the light is gray

I drink my coffee and

think about

what I have to do today

Let the past drip down the shower drain

let the coffee percolate

the ghosts of all your dreams away

early riser, don't be sad

these are the moments

the crystal moments

that you always wish you had

the future starts each day when you arise

so make the best

the very best

of each day

you are

alive

Grace's New Room

About a week ago, we agreed that it was time to get the girls their own rooms. They go to bed at different times now, and Lindsay likes "alone time" to read before bedtime and during the day. So we decided to take the "toy room" which they never play in and remake it into Grace's room. Grace chose the colors and everyone pitched in. See the great pix of phase one below. Once Grace's room is done, it's Lindsay's turn.

Here's a wordle based on my book. Ever wonder if you use the same words over and over again?

The Dalles and Cherries

Way behind on my posts. Last weekend we took a trip down to The Dalles. Found Lindsay a new bike and picked Cherries with Aunt Mindy.

The Dalles in July

It's the latest venture for us in what is turning out to be a busy summer. Here's the rundown on summer so far...We had a fun little 4th of July at Dun Elsie in Grays River. Saw a Beaver Game in Portland went to Eastern Washington to for Emily's first birthday. Grace graduated from pre-school. Click through to view the whole gallery.

To the Portland Beavers Game

Pasco and Emily's First Birthday

Westport

Pre-School Graudation Day!

Bury Me In...

What would you want to wear to your own funeral?

 

For me, it's a moot point. I've signed up for whole body donation so that all my parts get recycled into more than just worm food. Yet, it's fun to ponder.

The subject came up in a book I was reading the other day. In the novel, friends come to a viewing of a body and notice the woman dressed completely differently than how she dressed in life. Thus she looked "uncomfortable" in her own coffin. 

This got me thinking about the clothes we wear. I've been blessed in that I've never had to wear a suit to work. Most of the time I could wear comfortable, practical clothes every day. As a nurse, I get to wear scrubs, which are so comfortable and practical that just about everyone who works in the hospital wants to wear them.  I've never had to "suit up" as it were, other than for a job interview or a wedding. I own one tie, one dress shirt, one pair of dress slacks. They get worn about once a year. 

Moreover, I could easily wear the exact same thing every day. There are some pretty smart guys who I admire who actually do this ... the thought being that life is too short to waste time thinking about what to wear. Dean Kamen has his denim shirt and jeans, Steve Jobs has his black turtleneck and jeans, Albert Einstein had his gray sweatshirt.

So it is a interesting question. What's your uniform? What would you wear if you could wear anything you wanted, every day? 

For me, it would be wearing what I wore today -- cotton pocket t-shirt, Levi's denim shirt (red, but a I have several) Docker's khakis and a pair of Chuck Taylor All stars.  When it gets cold, I'd add a sweater. When it gets warm, I add a pair of cargo shorts and Chuck's would be low tops. That's it. I could live like that. 

Sure I look like a generic Levi's ad from the 1980s or 90s, but hey, that's me. I used to make fun of people who locked in on the style of dress or haircut. As if they tried to stop time at the age when they were at their peak in life. I grew up around old guys trying to work a 1950s DA long after their had the hair -- or the youth -- to do it. 

I don't wear the same thing every day. Nor to I follow fashion. There have been times I've been tempted to purge my wardrobe of anything that doesn't fit the pattern. After all, I know what works and what's comfortable. Why wear anything else? Why spend time worrying -- even for a second -- about what to wear?

So here's the question: If you could fill your closet with seven copies of the same set of clothes, what would you pick? What would you be comfortable enough to wear in your coffin?

Visit to Meme's

Had a good visit to Mémé's in this weekend. The sun was out and we got watch Elliott play baseball, watched some dog romping and planted some flowers. Pics below. 

New Dog at Dun Elsie

We were lucky enough to get a new dog this week. This dog's life reads like a movie script. He was born on th estreets of Thailand, lost and eye when he was hit by a car. Lost a leg and his tail when he was hit by a train (hencthe name) Brought back to health and to the US by a Vet on a medical mission trip. Finally adopted from Must Love Dogs NW to a nice little family in the country when cows and chickens and  cat named Gus. He's a happy dog, poodle or poodle mix so he doesn't shed. Doesn't bark much (only at the cat). Loves to play tug of war with the girls. He's really the perfect dog for us. Might have to do something about the name, however. Amy sez it is cruel to name an animal after something that once ran it over. I'm thinking maybe we should call him Lucky..

Spring cleaning

We've been on a mission to clean the house inside and out now that the weather is nicer. Grandpa Hank has an excavator that the girls call "Big Wall-E" after the movie. He offered to bring it over and tear out some sickly looking Rhodies and a Verbina in our front yard. He did that and more, clearing out a lot of the vinca that had taken over the back of the house and even knocking down a maple tree that was threatening to fall on the front yard. Now, I've got a lot of work to do to clean up all this brush, but Hank did in a few hours what would have taken me all summer. Thanks! 

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From Spring .. first act

Spring Weather At Last!

Great day working outside. The Girls helped grandma pick up sticks from the hay field and I worked on clearing out the old holly tree and building my fence in the back yard. Photos below.

Snow and Science!

Out my window this morning...

This afternoon the snow was gone, the sun was out and we were conducting experiments in gravity in the back yard for Lindsay's science fair project. Bowling Ball in One Hand, Soccer Ball in the other (Lindsay taking the picture at a safe distance). You'll have to wait to see how it comes out next week!

The other Mp3 plug in -141 mpg!

My drive to work is 45 miles each way. It's the price you pay for living out in the country and working in the city. Most of the time it never bothers me. It's two lanes with hills and banked turns along the Columbia River. It is often stunningly beautiful when the sun is setting in silver, pink and purple, or when you round a bend to find a giant ocean going freighter heading up river just thirty yards from the fog line.

Although I haven't owned a motorcycle in the 16 years I've lived here, I've often thought it is the perfect motorcycle road. Two lanes, of twists and turns, not much traffic, beauty in all directions.

Of course, when I arrive at work, I'm in the emergency room, where I get to see what happens when people wreck their motorcycles. Needless to say, it gives me pause.

About a year ago I read about the Piaggio MP3 -- a maxiscooter from the makers of Vespa with three wheels on the road instead of two. Videos of these things show them cornering at wicked angles, the front wheels cambered to always remain in contact with the road. There's less chance of washout, and much better braking with the new configuration. All the benefits of motorcycle riding, with a little more safety to boot. Plus, they are different, and kind of weirdly cool.

Older motorcyclists have picked up the Piaggio MP3 and had some fun with it. Check out the series "No Age Limit" where two guys twice my age take a couple of MP3s from coast to coast. Tell me that doesn't look like fun.

Meanwhile, we have two cars here. A Honda CRV with 130k on it and my F-150. The Honda is all wheel drive and performed perfectly in the snow this past winter. It's a great bad weather commuter and so reliable that Amy and I have said we'll probably never sell it. The Ford is my truck. 'Nuff said. 

So what to do when gas hits $4.80 a gallon again?

Hell for Leather reports this morning that Piaggio with sell a 141 mpg MP3 hybrid. The vehicle can run in four modes including electric only, and electric and gas to give faster acceleration. This would give me a great way to save money during the summer months while blowing by Peak Oil gas prices.

Most importantly, it'd be fun too.

Mt Hood Gettaway!

This weekend we went up to Mt Hood. We go up every year to go sledding and play in the snow. The girls haven't tried skiing just yet and we have lots of fun sledding and avoiding the crowds. This year we got to go for a hike to Trillium lake and stayed as we usually do in the Huckleberry Inn -- they have some sort of magic pastry called a Persian Roll which is just stupid good. On the way home we stopped off at Multnomath Falls and hiked up to the bridge. Enjoy the pictures! Click through to see the pictures full size!

Birthday Week

Last week was a busy one with my birthday, V-day and Lindsay's birthday all in the same week. Lindsay also had Cheerleading camp all week ... so things were crazy. We're all a bit wiped out this week, but we sure had fun. Photos below!

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Geocaching

A few months ago, Mindy was telling me about a Geocaching adventure. You use GPS coordinates to find hidden boxes. Some boxes have trade items, others just have notebooks where you can write your name and the date. It reminds me a lot of the Orienteering and Mailboxing that I did when I lived in Ireland. I decided to look into it and thought it might be a fun way to get the girls out hiking. I bought a Garmin Etrex off Ebay for $50 and today we went on our first trial run. We found the cache near the Grays River Bridge and had lots of fun. Check out the pics. 

The Space Between Want and Need

          Lately, Amy and I have put ourselves on the Dave Ramsey "baby step" program to getting totally out of debt -- The Total Money Makeover.  Before I changed careers we had saved a lot of money and had no car payments and no credit card debt. That came in handy when I got laid off and had to pay for nursing school -- and start over at the bottom of the career ladder. When I got my RN, however, I bought a new truck. The old one was 13 years old and had 280,000 miles on it -- and no airbags and no back seats for the girls. We also took a trip to Hawaii. We ended up with a truck payment, credit card debt and student loans. 

Thanks to Amy and Dave Ramsey, we're getting them all paid off. 

However, along the way we've had a lot of conversations about things that we need and things that we want and how to have fun, fix up the house, etc ... without spending money.

It's actually a lot of fun to think this way. Creative thinking. That said, it doesn't mean we have to give up our dreams. We don't really need everything that we want, but it is still okay to want it. There's nothing wrong with aspiration, as long as material things are comfortably ensconced in their proper place.

Most importantly, it's vital not to live your life centered on the yearning for some material thing. Once obtained, it will only disappoint. Even if it is perfectly adequate, practical and as beautiful as you hoped, nothing lives up to the imagined contentment of our desire.

I need nothing that I do not already have. I have a home, a good job, a family -- air, food, water and love.

Wanting, however, has a place. It moves us forward, fuels progress, creates beauty. It motivates. Long days at the library were often punctuated by visits to the dealership to test drive trucks. A new truck wasn't my only motivation, but it was a symbol of the financial security for myself and my family that lay ahead.

Somehow, even in our contentment, I think it is good to see something and want it. I still have this reaction when I see beautiful industrial design or works of art. I often experience the "I want that but I don't have anywhere to put it" sort of feeling. I know I don't need it, can't afford it, can't practically keep it even if I could. 

But I still want it. 

Last summer, a friend offered to give me his sail boat for free. It was a great little sail boat, and it wasn't in too bad of shape. Even the moorage cost was pretty cheap. However, it just didn't feel right. It wasn't the right time, the cockpit was too small and shallow and the girls still too young. I wanted it. I still want a sail boat and I have ever since I was a kid watching the tall ship races during the 1976 bicentennial. 

        Yet, I found I was more than comfortable just wanting it.

I don't know that we have a good way to describe this space between wants and needs -- these aspirations we are content to leave unmet. It is kind of the material equivalent of infatuation. If you can think of a word to describe this feeling, I'd love to hear it.

Meanwhile, I'll be looking at my favorite websites for motorcycles, high tech gear, boats, hot air balloons, airplanes ....

Cleaning Up

We've had sunny -- but cold -- weather here the past few days and I've spent much of it outside cleaning up the stuff that washed up in the flood. I've also started to get to work early on some of the projects around the yard that we want to do next spring. Give that it doesn't stop raining here until July, we've found it's best to start spring projects whenever the weather permits -- even if it is 30 degress. I've taken down the picket fence and cleaned up a lot of the fallen tree branches in the back yard. We've had two big burn piles and I'm working on a third. Amy's dad came over last week and cleaned up the deep silt that was still on our driveway. Pictures later this weekend.

Why the Future is Electric

When gas hit $4.25 a gallon last summer, I started researching alternatives. 

Readers will recall that I was always a big fan of hybrid and electric cars and motorcycles.  Well they are finally coming into their own. 

It's not just the Tesla roadster and competitors that are paving the way for electric vehicles. At the Detroit Auto Show this week the basement is set up as a test track for electric cars and almost every company has an electric vehicle on the display. Chevy has the Volt. Chrysler seems to be staking its whole future on EV dreams.  Ford has plans to have battery electric and plug in hybrid electric cars in every category in a few years and is pushing for government policy changes to help make that happen. (check out Autobloggreen for the best coverage)

A few years ago, battery folks were stone-agers while everyone touted the hydrogen economy. However, hydrogen fuel cells are just a fancy -- and expensive battery. Once that was revealed, the infrastructure costs of hydrogen distribution seemed daunting. Things moved slow.

Meanwhile, batteries kept getting better.

I argued that hybrids were the way to go in the interim because no matter what the power source, the electric drive train was going to be what moved wheels on the road. With electric motors at or in the wheels -- anything could provide the electricity -- hydrogen fuel cell, hydrogen ICE, batteries of any kind. Electric motors are flexible in a way that other drive trains are not. They don't care where the electrons come from -- so any source -- even multiple sources can be used.

For example: say I build a electric car with batteries. If I use Lithium batteries it will be expensive, but get good range per charge. For my commuting needs I can just plug it in. If I need more flexibility on range, I can have a range-extending generator on board. This generator could run on hydrogen, gasoline, diesel, biodiesel, natural gas, ethanol, methanol, coal fired steam, kerosene. Heck if it is a sterling engine -- you can run it on multiple fuels.  So long as something charges the batteries, the batteries and the motors don't care -- the driving experience stays the same.

Let's say I add a small gas generator to my electric car to extend the range -- but gas suddenly goes up to $10 a gallon. I can pull out that generator and put in a natural gas generator and bypass the gas stations. The batteries and the electric motors don't care.

Moreover, let's say I build my car with lead acid batteries because they are cheap. 

However a year later, NiCad or Lithium polymer batteries come on the market much cheaper. I can switch out batteries and leave the drive train unchanged.

Today when I plug in my car I charge it up with hydropower and wind power. If I lived on the East Coast it would be coal and nukes. 

It's not just cars. The future is electric in the home as well. A few years ago I wanted to supplement my wood fired heading in my home (stove and pellet). I looked into oil and natural gas and decided on a solid ceramic electric heater instead. These Econo-Heat heaters draw about the same power as a light bulb use convection to heat a room. They work great, have no moving parts and are easy to install.  Best of all, however, is their flexibility. If electricity gets more expensive in the Northwest, I can supplement by adding wind and solar here at the house. The heating system -- the drive train -- doesn't need to change.  

In short, the future is electric because electric devices, drive trains and heating systems aren't picky about where they get their juice. That allows flexibility as we make advances in how we power our world in the year to come. There likely won't be one magic bullet to replace the carbon monster. Electric power allows all options and a mix of options to keep the lights on, the home warm and the wheels on the pavement.

Evangalizing!

Okay there are some things that I've discovered that I'm always telling folks about. I'm kind of an evangalist for the cheap and interesting secret stuff of the world. 

Cheap Eyeglasses 

I discovered these when my daughter Lindsay had to get glasses and I couldn't bare to spend $200 on glasses for a seven year old who would likely lose or destroy them. I'm bought most of my glasses for $8 or $9 a pair -- total for prescription and frames. Most have come from Zennioptical.com but I just bought a pair for Lindsay from Eyebuydirect.com. But follow the links from fellow blogger Glassyeyes to get discounts on even cheaper glasses. When I got an updated perscription recently, the store said it would cost $240 even with insurance! I got the same glasses for $25. How can they be so cheap on-line. Slate Magazine did a great article on the subject.

Buying Used Tech

I've been a Mac person since my first computer -- a pre-Mac Apple IIe. We had Macs in my middle school classes and I leaned to program BASIC on them in 6th grade. I bought a Mac 512 after college for $25 and used it for years of writing newspaper articles and novels at home. I'm now writing on a G3 Ibook that I bought off Ebay last year for $60. It came with a wireless card and all the latest software including Microsoft Office for Mac. I bought two ibooks for my daughters for $25 each on ebay. Batteries were dead but with wireless I can still plug in anyplace in the house to surf the web, blog etc. 

I bought my Palm 650 for $50 from some guy who was upgrading to a iphone. That's the trick, people are upgrading to the latest tech all the time. I like to swoop in an take advantage of these early adopters as they get rid of their "old" tech.

I stick with brands I know -- Mac, Palm etc, and sell on-line when I want to upgrade. I think PCs age faster and have a harder time upgrading so I avoid them. LowEndMac.com is invaluable for know where to find the best deals as well as the capabilities of older machines. 

Whole Body Donation

A patient in the Emergency Room told me about this one. Instead of having your body rot in the ground with no benefit to anyone -- I've decided to donate mine to medical research. My inspiration was the great book Stiff: The Curious Life of Human Cadavers by Mary Roach -- which tells all about the things we do with bodies after we die. I was lucky enough to benefit by studying a human cadaver when I was in nursing school. I want to pass on the same benefit to future generations.  I'm signed up with MedCure whole body donation -- which donates your body to medical research projects at no cost to you or your loved ones.  I'm also an organ donor or course. 

After the Flood

Note- This was originally written for the Chinook Observer after the 1996 flood. The most recent flooding rivaled that event and reminded me of this. This and other essays are in my book Content.

        Standing in the water in my basement, I couldn’t help but realize how blessed my life has been.
         Four inches of water downstairs was nothing compared to what other folks were going through. Houses sliding down banks, roads stranding people far from their homes and families; water wiping out all that some people had with no warning and no insurance. As I stacked waterlogged boxes on folding chairs up out of the water, I couldn’t help but smile at how lucky we were.
         It shouldn’t take suffering of others to remind me.

By Friday, the sun shone like August in a cloudless sky and I looked at the world with new eyes.
We cleaned out the basement, trashing most of the dozen or so boxes I had pack ratted away from various stages of my life. There was a scrapbook from high school with blank pages; several pounds of assorted papers we saved for some future use that will never come. There were tapes of lonely songs and angry nights that have sat unplayed for years as well as souvenirs of wanderings I made alone. Why did I save these wounds and scars of my life before Amy?
It didn’t take long to pile the truck down and haul the whole load to the dump.
It is some small neurosis I possess, this inability to throw anything away without a major event to press me into action. I can’t even bring myself to throw away the scraps of paper, receipts and cough drop wrappers I squirrel away in my back pocket. They collect upon the flat surfaces around the house -- every place but the garbage where they belong.
In that way, for me this flooding was a blessed event. A cleansing moment like the biblical flood that washed away the apathetic and unholy. It was an imperative to clean out the accumulated garbage of 20 some-odd years. Some of the garbage anyway. At least it will be a start.
Perhaps even more so, it was an opportunity to look at the blue sky last week and see the contrast between dark winter and perfect clear blue of tomorrow. I love living in the land of so much rain. It makes me appreciate the sun so much more than I would otherwise. When I lived East of the mountains -- where no clouds appeared between April and October -- I had no appreciation of the sun.
When times are good, you don’t appreciate the good times.
Yet, give me a natural disaster and I suddenly remember how to count my blessings. Last week was too kind on that account. Too many reminders were waiting to slap me in the head.
I could turn in the middle of my world and see how my life is now. In the bright light of a false spring, there was Amy planting sweetpeas in the garden. The dogs played in the mud, and the water slowly receded back to the banks of the river, leaving patterned shoals of silt behind. Great logs were left in the fields for us to cut up into firewood. Gifts brought by the high waters. I could look at these things and see all that is too easily forgotten when days are not so bright.
Our minds are muscles of habit. We are beings of assumptions, generalizations and programmed reactions only occasionally awakened from our automation trances to view the world as it really is. We seek order so we fail to appreciate it-- call it boredom, demand more.
I grew up thinking that contentment was a state of stagnation. Those who grow content in their lives fail to improve their world. To some extent that is true. Too often however, I think we use this as an excuse to create disasters for ourselves in hopes that we may escape the soft arms of contentment and the guilt we feel in their embrace.
We need to embrace the good things in our lives while striving to change that which still can be improved.
I awoke early on Monday, my 27th birthday. My back and legs sore from hauling truckloads of manure fro a the new life growing beneath the surface of our garden.
Sore as well from hauling the dead things away. Empty boxes and water logged memories are heavier than one can imagine. The work in the clean fresh air had felt wonderful, the soreness serves as a reminder of the good work accomplished. I pulled on my jeans and struggled to button the top button. Getting fat I guess -- a reminder of work still needing to be done.
On Tuesday, Amy and I celebrated Valentine’s Day with candies, root beers and cards, as well as the quiet realization that we don’t need to set a date on the calendar to say that we love each other.
How blessed we are, we who have our health, our loving family and a roof over our heads. How sad it is that we need to be reminded by the suffering of others.
How joyous and thankful we should let our hearts be when those reminders to come.

The Return of ebbTIDE!!! by Ed Hunt

In 1997 I helped create the Tidepool.org (now sightline) news service. It was a great resource for covering the Pacific Northwest. We had a thin budget and some creative minds but we were making it all up as we went along. One afternoon, I created a weekly column linking to the best news articles and putting them into context for the Tidepool readership. It was a combination recommended reading list as news analysis.  In short -- I created a blog ... before there was a name for such a thing.

Things change, I've gone on to a new career as a registered nurse but I still have the itch to read and write about the world on a regular basis. ebbTIDE is going to be that forum. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy writing it.

Floodwater subsiding

Looks like the floodwaters have gone down quite a bit. Chickens are and about (and gave us an egg in the middle of the storm last night!) We got about 3 inches of water in the basement but all the important stuff is fine. The girls all have a stomach bug (Gracie started it Monday night) and so we're all flopped around in the living room watching the water.

I tried to run to the store earlier today but SR4 is closed at Seal River and at Skomokawa. There are some major slides in the Naselle area from what I hear.

Luckily we don't have anyplace to go. Dun Elsie is our fortress once again, safe from the world outside.

Still raining, and the water is still rising...

It's still raining and the water is still rising. My my marks we're at the level of the 1996 flood, which is a benchmark around here. We drove around on SR 4 and it looked like it was still passable over Seal River but we decided not to chance going to town and risk not being able to get back home.

That was smart -- we just got word Seal River is completely flooded. Sounds like there's a lot of water in Naselle too. One of Lindsay's friends is now over visiting because her mom couldn't get back across Seal River.

We're still fine here. It's strange with no traffic on the road ... just the odd truck cruising around looking at the high water. Grays River is completely impassable. Back home, I had to cut a trail around the picket fence so that we could get to the truck -- the water on the driveway is now too high for our boots. In the basement, we have about two inches of water that has seeped up through the floor. WE keep everything up high and so there's no damage. Our wood supply and pellets are elevated as is everything else -- and it all drains right back out through the floor as soon as the ground around the house is less saturated.

High Water

First photos of the flood are up. I'll be adding more as things go on. At about 10:00 am the water started coming up fast and the school called to say they were sending kids home. The bus driver told me that she had to drive through water on SR4 to get to our house "and I don't think it's done coming up yet." 

Our cars are moved to high ground and the garage and driveway are underwater. The house is high and dry as always. The weatherman says this sort of storm system hasn't been seen since the big flood of 1996 -- we'll see how it goes as the day goes on. Should peak about 4 p.m. this afternoon. 

I get all the news I need from the weather report...

The headline is a quote from a Paul Simon song and just about sums up the news in Grays River today. We received more than an inch of rain last night and they are expecting another 4-5 inches of rain over the next 24 hours. The fields are flooded out in front of the house and the radio reported that Grays River is expected to peak at five feet above flood stage at 17.6 feet this afternoon. Don't worry, we'll all still be high and dry and watching the water go by. We've got power, the wood stove and plenty of food so no worries.

Amazingly, thus far Portland and the valley has had more flooding with the now melt that we had here at the house. I guess the Grays is better built to take it  -- that and we don't have storm drains to get clogged like they do in the city. 

Looks like I completely forgot to post Christmas pics. Here are few below. I'll get some flood pics on line later today.