{"id":93,"date":"2011-12-28T14:14:12","date_gmt":"2011-12-28T22:14:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.redalderranch.com\/?p=93"},"modified":"2011-12-30T21:46:40","modified_gmt":"2011-12-31T05:46:40","slug":"years-end-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/blog.redalderranch.com\/?p=93","title":{"rendered":"year&#8217;s end"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The year is nearly over now, so here&#8217;s another lengthy blog post to catch up.<\/p>\n<p>\n<center><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/7730590@N08\/6571844009\/\" title=\"Frost by red alder ranch, on Flickr\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7141\/6571844009_43708e9c33_z.jpg\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" alt=\"Frost\"><\/a><br \/>\n<\/center>\n<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>There was still a weekend of classes left at the Lumpy Waters Symposium after the Friday surf class that my previous blog post covered. On Saturday, Karl and I taught a class for beginners to get used to rock gardening, and rescuing each other in that environment, and we got to play in a little surf at the end of the day, too. The mouth of the Salmon River in Oregon is a really, really beautiful place. I will definitely go back there again sometime.<\/p>\n<p>\n<center><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/7730590@N08\/6358609513\/\" title=\"getting out by red alder ranch, on Flickr\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/farm7.staticflickr.com\/6111\/6358609513_b6559cce3a_z.jpg\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" alt=\"getting out\"><\/a><br \/>\n<\/center>\n<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>On Sunday, Amanda I and I led a small group of beginners on a trip to the Three Arches Rocks at Oceanside. There was a strong northwest swell and a building north wind, so we stayed on the south side of the rocks, but we did get to check out the largest arch, and get a little taste of the swell and wind.<\/p>\n<p>\n<center><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/7730590@N08\/6267592847\/\" title=\"checking out the big arch by red alder ranch, on Flickr\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/farm7.staticflickr.com\/6230\/6267592847_21ee2760d6_z.jpg\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" alt=\"checking out the big arch\"><\/a><br \/>\n<\/center>\n<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>Once the last Road Scholar trip of the year was over, I moved into the early deer season and started hunting every afternoon. I actually took a shot at a deer this year, for the first time ever, but missed. Mostly, what I brought home every day was chanterelles, which were plenty tasty, but not venison!<\/p>\n<p>\n<center><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/7730590@N08\/6358781641\/\" title=\"chanterelles by red alder ranch, on Flickr\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/farm7.staticflickr.com\/6046\/6358781641_a03d0e68d7_z.jpg\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" alt=\"chanterelles\"><\/a><br \/>\n<\/center>\n<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>I also hunted all eleven days of elk season this year, and got close to elk a few times, but not close enough to see my way to a good shot, and I ended the elk season empty handed, too, except for some great pictures and more chanterelles. <\/p>\n<p>\n<center><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/7730590@N08\/6374176463\/\" title=\"forest by red alder ranch, on Flickr\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/farm7.staticflickr.com\/6035\/6374176463_4e5660fe78_z.jpg\" width=\"480\" height=\"640\" alt=\"forest\"><\/a><br \/>\n<\/center>\n<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>Next year, for elk season, I&#8217;m putting together a small posse, instead of going it alone again. It&#8217;s nearly impossible to push an elk <em>towards<\/em> you, when you&#8217;re hunting alone.<\/p>\n<p>\n<center><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/7730590@N08\/6571815205\/\" title=\"Devil's Club by red alder ranch, on Flickr\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7034\/6571815205_a1a0b4682d_z.jpg\" width=\"480\" height=\"640\" alt=\"Devil's Club\"><\/a><br \/>\n<\/center>\n<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>\n<center><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/7730590@N08\/6358832653\/\" title=\"busy beavers were here by red alder ranch, on Flickr\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/farm7.staticflickr.com\/6219\/6358832653_5cebc1f1f6_z.jpg\" width=\"480\" height=\"640\" alt=\"busy beavers were here\"><\/a><br \/>\n<\/center>\n<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>I hunted all four days of late deer season, too, but got faked out by an older, smarter buck, who waited for me to sneak past him, and then doubled back around behind me and vanished. I guess that&#8217;s why he&#8217;s a four point now.<\/p>\n<p>\n<center><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/7730590@N08\/6380680185\/\" title=\"frozen! by red alder ranch, on Flickr\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/farm7.staticflickr.com\/6113\/6380680185_9c3a0bb8f5_z.jpg\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" alt=\"frozen!\"><\/a><br \/>\n<\/center>\n<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>\n<center><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/7730590@N08\/6571829411\/\" title=\"Looking down at Skamokawa valleys by red alder ranch, on Flickr\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7146\/6571829411_5ef29ac491_z.jpg\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" alt=\"Looking down at Skamokawa valleys\"><\/a><br \/>\n<\/center>\n<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>\n<center><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/7730590@N08\/6590257831\/\" title=\"smoked turkey by red alder ranch, on Flickr\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7012\/6590257831_f91275821b_z.jpg\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" alt=\"smoked turkey\"><\/a><br \/>\n<\/center>\n<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>We went to Seattle again for Thanksgiving, and for fun, we took the ferry over to Bremerton on the way home.<\/p>\n<p>\n<center><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/7730590@N08\/6506870521\/\" title=\"downtown Seattle by red alder ranch, on Flickr\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7168\/6506870521_4b15ac0e6d_z.jpg\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" alt=\"downtown Seattle\"><\/a><br \/>\n<\/center>\n<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>The weekend after Thanksgiving is when <a href=\"http:\/\/blog.redalderranch.com\/?p=70\">the Solstice Forge Hammer-In<\/a> is every year, with good food, beer and coal fired fun.<\/p>\n<p>\n<center><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/7730590@N08\/6579367577\/\" title=\"Solstice Forge Hammer-In, November 26, 2011 by red alder ranch, on Flickr\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7141\/6579367577_24229d7a5e_z.jpg\" width=\"427\" height=\"640\" alt=\"Solstice Forge Hammer-In, November 26, 2011\"><\/a><br \/>\n<\/center>\n<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>The timber company that owns the land behind me sent a crew in this fall to clean ditches and maintain roads. They took out a bunch of alder along the road where it passes through my land, so I borrowed the Farmi logging winch from my neighbor Krist and spent a few afternoons bucking and skidding firewood logs into a pile in the pasture. I think I may have about four or five cords of firewood there when I get it all split and stacked. I sure love the <a href=\"http:\/\/www.farmiwinch.com\/\">Farmi winch<\/a>. Someday I need to own one of these.<\/p>\n<p>\n<center><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/7730590@N08\/6571949271\/\" title=\"Tractor Logging with the Farmi winch by red alder ranch, on Flickr\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7029\/6571949271_a94c0900a3_z.jpg\" width=\"480\" height=\"640\" alt=\"Tractor Logging with the Farmi winch\"><\/a><br \/>\n<\/center>\n<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>\n<center><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/7730590@N08\/6571965693\/\" title=\"Firewood by red alder ranch, on Flickr\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7023\/6571965693_0dcb4e1129_z.jpg\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" alt=\"Firewood\"><\/a><br \/>\n<\/center>\n<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>\n<center><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/7730590@N08\/6571836307\/\" title=\"Tractor and Farmi logging winch by red alder ranch, on Flickr\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7156\/6571836307_cc9e694cfb_z.jpg\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" alt=\"Tractor and Farmi logging winch\"><\/a><br \/>\n<\/center>\n<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>Way back last February, when Alice and I were on our way back from visiting colleges, my beloved, well-worn Subaru started making horrible engine noises, and when I got home, I parked it with the suspicion that it had a timing belt pulley going bad. <\/p>\n<p>I ended up driving the Mercedes all summer, and putting the Subaru on the back burner, but then in early November, Shannon flipped and totaled her Toyota when she hit some black ice on KM Mountain. I ended up giving her the Mercedes to get back and forth to town, and finally was forced into dealing with the Subaru. <\/p>\n<p>\n<center><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/7730590@N08\/6590247759\/\" title=\"Bad bearing by red alder ranch, on Flickr\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7151\/6590247759_9eb36ea742_z.jpg\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" alt=\"Bad bearing\"><\/a><br \/>\n<\/center>\n<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>It turned out I was right about the timing belt, and a couple of days and $300 later, I had my Subaru back on the road again. I am so happy to have this car back, with its  ipod capable stereo, heavy duty roof rack, working cruise control and all wheel drive. Yay!<\/p>\n<p>\n<center><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/7730590@N08\/6579515045\/\" title=\"new timing belt by red alder ranch, on Flickr\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7152\/6579515045_ed35a7cfba_z.jpg\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" alt=\"new timing belt\"><\/a><br \/>\n<\/center>\n<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The year is nearly over now, so here&#8217;s another lengthy blog post to catch up. There was still a weekend of classes left at the Lumpy Waters Symposium after the Friday surf class that my previous blog post covered. 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