things

my new thing withing the past 6 months or so I would say is to not buy new things. things. things. there are plenty of items out there everyone is looking for that are used/slightly used and wanting new homes. Sweaters, shoes, Christmas ornaments, tree stands, jackets, belts, dressers, watches, on and on... keeping these things out of the landfill is my motivation. some people have problems with wearing someone else's clothing and such, but not I. it is usually cheaper and it just feels good, to me, to have things passed from person to person. kind of like a hand me down. being the youngest of 5 siblings may very well be the reason for this trend of mine.

well I was walking in REI (one of my new places of employment) and saw an amazing pair of wool gloves. I noticed they were carefully hand crafted in Nepal or somewhere across the world. they were amazing. I wanted them. something inside me said, "surely you can make these yourself tyson." after the knitting spark was ignited, i sadly learned that gloves are extremely hard to knit. no big deal, I would still love to knit a hat or something, so Andrea and I accidentaly ended up at a local knitting shop and purchased some needles and 2 balls of yarn for my knitting adventure. let the knitting begin. with some help from Andrea, YouTube, and a book called The Knitting Bible I present you... drum roll please (Christmas Vacation style)...

The Hat

Crime Scene

it was locked up just behind the car and sign.

All I can ask is Why!? (emphasis!)

My 2008 REDLINE Conquest bike was stolen this evening, and my mind is blown away. All i can think about is who did this, why would they do it, when did they do it, did anybody see it happen, do they realize how much that bike meant to me, would i punch him/her in the face? (YES) It was my only means of getting around the city and i loved it. Maybe i was too attached to my bike, but i am having a hard time with this. I simply cannot believe this just happened tonight. I locked my bike up while at work, and thinking its a good spot since I am staring at it across the street all awhile i am working at the hotel. Low and behold i glance towards my bike and notice, not my bike but another bike. immediately thinking, my bike must have fallen over or this other bike rack user must have moved mine so he/she could get his/her bike on there too. taking a closer look, i notice my bike is not there at all. did i lock it up there? did i even ride my bike to work? did somebody play a trick on me? all things running through my head. well i ran across the busy street that is 4th Street to notice that my lock was on the ground and snipped right in two. my jaw/stomach dropped! I cold not believe it, what do i do now? I called the police. On the corner of 4th & Virginia just outside the Dahlia Lounge Restauruant, my bike was stolen between 5:00 and 7:30 pm on Tuesday evening the 18th of November. Thoughts will run through my head about my Conquest for a long time to come. Karma!

Bike, are your out there?
Regretfully your old owner

here we go...

bringing you up to date from... the end of May when i moved from Colorado to Washington up until winter of '08. Many things have happened during this time frame, thus many pictures and not a whole lot of explanation, see previous post "man of few words".
Death Valley and Tim & Ann's Wedding in Sonoma, CA

Wedding, wine tasting, and packing up to drive the Coastal Highways

Drive thru tree, Paul Bunyan (he talked!), somewhere in Oregon

Oregon dunes, welcome to Washington party with Rainier beer, hiking in Leavenworth

More leavenworth and Lisa B's pool party place for summer relaxin'


Tracy is half an iron-man, my fu manchu while enjoying Lake Minnetonka, MN with the Franzens, team Ballgium represents at Mason Lake Beer Olympics

Seattle sunset, La Push beach camping w/ friends, sailing adventures with Lauren B visiting

Mt. Rainier sunrise on the way to the triathalon, swimming, and finish

my new waders for salmon research position, Tracy + Scott join us to hike Mt. Si., and pumpkin patch picking

carving with Rob + Claudia, Andrea and I hike halfway up Mt. Rainier to Camp Muir base camp. proudly drinking a Rainier Beer while on Rainier, it was given to us by our new friends we met while chillin (literally) at base camp

karaoke for Andrea's 30th celebration.

Vote.

I voted today in the State of Washington.

Man of few words.

So it has been a busy summer/fall. I will soon hopefully post a plethora of pictures to recap my new experiences in the Greater Seattle area. I may have lost my few followers, but if you are still out there and wondering of my whereabouts and adventures, I plead you to stay tuned. It has indeed been an incredible summer/fall!

Colorado, Utah, Nevada, California, Oregon, Washington

Driving the western states to California for Tim and Ann's Wedding, my brother and soon to be sister in law. Toby arrives in aspen to pick me up in a rental car and we start our great western adventure through the states. Stopping in Death Valley National Park, Sequoia National Park, and Kings Canyon National Park before we make it to Glen Ellen, California. Hang out with the family, which is going to be great since we are rarely all together these days. Then I drive up the west coast with Andrea and possibly my mother. Excitement!

Goodbye to Aspen hello Seattle.

leaving... sad

As the day comes near, i begin to realize how special this place is. The past 2+ years have shaped me to be the man i am today. The love for the outdoors, the ecofriendlyism (not a world... until now), the work experience, the fun!, the snow, the learning of both who i am and what this place is all about, the partying, the $$$, the aspen culture, the tourists, the offseason, the 'i wont wake up early unless its a powder day,' and most of the the friends and relationshiops. Whenever i go somewhere in this town these days i take just a little bit longer to absorb everything. What it means to me and why it is special. Whether it is a park i rarely went to or the pub i frequently had beverages at after a day of snowboarding. Suddenly every little thing means a little bit more. Until that final day, the day of no more. The day where i ask myself 'will i ever come back here?' The day of will we ever cross path's again? It is all becoming very sad, but at the same time very exciting! New experiences. New places. New People. New job. New things! It is such weird place to be... very sad, yet very excited. I hope all those who have touched me know that i cherish their memories and relationships. I also hope they know that I feel the same way about them and will never forget the good times. These pictures are a BRIEF snapshot of my life in aspen. I will never forget this place!

They are in no specific order