The Evergreen Sportsman’s Club bills itself as the west coast’s premiere shooting facility. While I can’t confirm that (come on, the entire west coast of the United States? Really?), it does boast 36 trap fields, hosts several 2 and 3-day shoots throughout the year, and has one of the nicest range masters you’ll ever come across. They also host the annual Washington State Championships and the PITA Grand Pacific Championships
I’ve been remiss in my duties to keep you informed about the progress of Seattle Mariners spring training, so I figured I’d bring everybody up to date on the most important – or at the very least, underrated – part of the team.
Last week, I began planning the first full episode of the Washington, Our Home, video series and I decided the creation and exploration of the Willamette Meridian would be a good first start. To begin with, as I asked in a previous blog post, I had to learn why in the world someone in the mid-1800’s would decide that a straight line north and south from Portland, Oregon, was even necessary.
So I went to the Lacey public library last weekend because it’s free and Parker loves to visit. Usually, I supervise him playing in the children’s area or – more recently – help him with the computer learning games. Incidentally, I never imagined that a three-year-old could successfully operate a graphic user interface…but who knew? He already has the library’s high score on Clifford’s Day Out. Anyway, after my wife
By Denise Whitaker, Published: Feb 7, 2012 at 11:33 PM PST
Boy, do a little research and it’s amazing what you might learn. Nearly every day, I drive past the Odd Fellows Memorial Park at the corner of Custer, North and Cleveland (Yelm Highway) in Tumwater. Most people know it as “The Pellegrino’s intersection” or the “Artistry in Flowers” corner, or “the one right by Baskin-Robbins, Safeway or Domino’s Pizza,” or – more appropriately for this blog post – “the one
We’re leaving for Carmel, California, tomorow to spend Christmas with my inlaws. My job today, besides packing and cleaning house, was to drop the dog off at the boarding facility. Living in Lacey, we board her at Northwind Kennels, which is just a short drive southeast on the Yelm Highway from our house. On the way, I drove past a small, brown sign that read, “Historical Marker” with an arrow pointing
I’d been in the market for a new go-to fleece camping jacket for some time. After all, my current one (while very durable) is starting to show its age. Here’s a post where I talk about getting it as a gift in the early 90’s. At one point, I stupidly thought I’d iron it to help the Velcro pockets lay flat (here’s a little life lesson…DON’T EVER TRY TO IRON
Moclips has been a community for a long time. It was only incorporated, though, in 1905 with the final nails being driven by the Northern Pacific Railroad. It became a resort community and had local industries such as lumber mills and canneries. Over the years Moclips suffered setbacks from fires and storms, finally sustaining about 600 people. Just south of the town of Moclips, Washington, along the rugged Pacific coast,