Seattle, 090909

Here's the full Flickr set

"090909" is an auspicious day for numerology geeks. The news media keeps saying that "9" is a lucky number for the Chinese, but I've never heard that. "8" yes, but not "9".

Still, it was neat that we spent our first full day Seattle-geeking at Dash point and Tacoma, re-visiting calicougar's two favorite spots. (Tracy can also brag that her dental appointment earlier that day went flawlessly, which is a good thing.)

Dash Point is a large beach park outside of Kent, Washington. The beach is very flat, so the tides are somewhat dramatic. This is also the famous (in our group's lore) squirting clam beach: when the tide goes out, you can stomp on the sand and a forest of small geysers erupts as the clams retreat into their shell, squirting water into the air. Lots of sand dollars, too (from large, furry ones to teeny pin-sized shells).

I love Dash Point because it's relatively dog-friendly. Lots of off-leash time and, in R0ndo's case, Frisbee time. Apache wasn't too happy here (not afraid, just not happy)-- so I spent some time creating a sun-dot that she could chase and her anxiety was forgotten.


The already dramatic view was enhanced by a large tanker going by and by a pair of ospreys hunting over the water. Tracy also spotted a mountain beaver foraging right in front of our cars (I wasn't fast enough to get a good shot before it scuttled to brush). It looked like a large, grey guinea pig.

We had time to kill before dinner at "The Rock"-- Tracy's favorite pizza&beer place. Point Defiance Park is a large park and zoo neat Tacoma and killing some time at the park with the dogs sounded good to me (plus, it would give Apache some chill-time).



As you can see from the pic, Apache was back to her old, annoying self. They are like football players running passing scrimmages: R0ndo the wide-receiver and Apache running defensive interference. It's great to see them both so full of themselves. Much thanks to kvogel for tossing the disk so that I could get these great shots!

We also distracted ourselves with horse-chestnut hoops and (for the dogs) rolling in some mysterious substance (from an herbivore, thank Ghod).

Off to The Rock (which doesn't show up on my GPS for some reason). Rootbeer for me, some pale cider-y thing for Tracy and something dark and evil for Steve.


After that, it was back home and a wonderful Seward Park dogwalk. The lake was glass-still and the air still warm. The more I'm re-encountering Seattle, the more I miss it already.

Puyallup Fair tomorrow!

Seattle, 090909

Here's the full Flickr set

"090909" is an auspicious day for numerology geeks. The news media keeps saying that "9" is a lucky number for the Chinese, but I've never heard that. "8" yes, but not "9".

Still, it was neat that we spent our first full day Seattle-geeking at Dash point and Tacoma, re-visiting calicougar's two favorite spots. (Tracy can also brag that her dental appointment earlier that day went flawlessly, which is a good thing.)

Dash Point is a large beach park outside of Kent, Washington. The beach is very flat, so the tides are somewhat dramatic. This is also the famous (in our group's lore) squirting clam beach: when the tide goes out, you can stomp on the sand and a forest of small geysers erupts as the clams retreat into their shell, squirting water into the air. Lots of sand dollars, too (from large, furry ones to teeny pin-sized shells).

I love Dash Point because it's relatively dog-friendly. Lots of off-leash time and, in R0ndo's case, Frisbee time. Apache wasn't too happy here (not afraid, just not happy)-- so I spent some time creating a sun-dot that she could chase and her anxiety was forgotten.


The already dramatic view was enhanced by a large tanker going by and by a pair of ospreys hunting over the water. Tracy also spotted a mountain beaver foraging right in front of our cars (I wasn't fast enough to get a good shot before it scuttled to brush). It looked like a large, grey guinea pig.

We had time to kill before dinner at "The Rock"-- Tracy's favorite pizza&beer place. Point Defiance Park is a large park and zoo neat Tacoma and killing some time at the park with the dogs sounded good to me (plus, it would give Apache some chill-time).



As you can see from the pic, Apache was back to her old, annoying self. They are like football players running passing scrimmages: R0ndo the wide-receiver and Apache running defensive interference. It's great to see them both so full of themselves. Much thanks to kvogel for tossing the disk so that I could get these great shots!

We also distracted ourselves with horse-chestnut hoops and (for the dogs) rolling in some mysterious substance (from an herbivore, thank Ghod).

Off to The Rock (which doesn't show up on my GPS for some reason). Rootbeer for me, some pale cider-y thing for Tracy and something dark and evil for Steve.


After that, it was back home and a wonderful Seward Park dogwalk. The lake was glass-still and the air still warm. The more I'm re-encountering Seattle, the more I miss it already.

Puyallup Fair tomorrow!

Seattle, 090909

Here's the full Flickr set

"090909" is an auspicious day for numerology geeks. The news media keeps saying that "9" is a lucky number for the Chinese, but I've never heard that. "8" yes, but not "9".

Still, it was neat that we spent our first full day Seattle-geeking at Dash point and Tacoma, re-visiting calicougar's two favorite spots. (Tracy can also brag that her dental appointment earlier that day went flawlessly, which is a good thing.)

Dash Point is a large beach park outside of Kent, Washington. The beach is very flat, so the tides are somewhat dramatic. This is also the famous (in our group's lore) squirting clam beach: when the tide goes out, you can stomp on the sand and a forest of small geysers erupts as the clams retreat into their shell, squirting water into the air. Lots of sand dollars, too (from large, furry ones to teeny pin-sized shells).

I love Dash Point because it's relatively dog-friendly. Lots of off-leash time and, in R0ndo's case, Frisbee time. Apache wasn't too happy here (not afraid, just not happy)-- so I spent some time creating a sun-dot that she could chase and her anxiety was forgotten.


The already dramatic view was enhanced by a large tanker going by and by a pair of ospreys hunting over the water. Tracy also spotted a mountain beaver foraging right in front of our cars (I wasn't fast enough to get a good shot before it scuttled to brush). It looked like a large, grey guinea pig.

We had time to kill before dinner at "The Rock"-- Tracy's favorite pizza&beer place. Point Defiance Park is a large park and zoo neat Tacoma and killing some time at the park with the dogs sounded good to me (plus, it would give Apache some chill-time).



As you can see from the pic, Apache was back to her old, annoying self. They are like football players running passing scrimmages: R0ndo the wide-receiver and Apache running defensive interference. It's great to see them both so full of themselves. Much thanks to kvogel for tossing the disk so that I could get these great shots!

We also distracted ourselves with horse-chestnut hoops and (for the dogs) rolling in some mysterious substance (from an herbivore, thank Ghod).

Off to The Rock (which doesn't show up on my GPS for some reason). Rootbeer for me, some pale cider-y thing for Tracy and something dark and evil for Steve.


After that, it was back home and a wonderful Seward Park dogwalk. The lake was glass-still and the air still warm. The more I'm re-encountering Seattle, the more I miss it already.

Puyallup Fair tomorrow!