Bellevue Park right-of-way that goes between two houses at far end of a cul de sac.
Nobody would even know it was there if it weren't for the sign.
Nobody would even know it was there if it weren't for the sign.
I continue to see results from the near-daily exercise regimen I've embraced. All the walking and running and lunging keeps paying off. The pants I'm wearing today mocked me from the closet as recently as July, knowing I'd never get them buttoned or zipped if I tried to put them on. Now they are loose in the legs and waist. The mile-long runs are finally becoming easier, even though I equal the weight of two Size 4 Super Models.
But to be clear: I'm still shaped like an upside down light bulb with legs, only now I'm a 60-watt instead of a 100.
Yesterday I walked 2.5 miles, ran a mile, and did forty lunges. Today I decided to take a break instead, routing my path into the trail network that snakes through the woods and spans the border of two cities. Today's music of choice was from Talco, an Italian Extreme Ska band; it's fast, laden with heavy beats, and punctuated by horns and accordian. If you are depressed after listening to Talco, you need much more than Ska to help you. Along the walk a few things of interest popped out at me. Camera phone in hand, I snapped away and posted the pix online. The photos you see below are actually from two separate days, but they draw from the same experience - snapping what catches my attention:
That'll get the gopher
One of the backup electrical lines in the neighborhood apparently broke somewhere. Thankfully it's a backup. But when it was laid down back in the 1960s, they didn't use a conduit housing. That means a tree probably grew through the line and knocked it out of service. Darned trees...we need to get rid of them all. This utensil oughta help!
Those darned trees, yet again. Thar's a trail down yonder. This big chunk of wood blew down in the last couple of days. Had to duck and sway to get myself through it. Now that I'm only the size of two super models instead of three, it's much easier now.
That's clay at the bottom of the creek. It's grey, it's thick, it's heavy, and it's under the entire northeastern part of Bellevue.
Summon your pioneer spirit and get over that log!
Those darned trees, yet again. Thar's a trail down yonder. This big chunk of wood blew down in the last couple of days. Had to duck and sway to get myself through it. Now that I'm only the size of two super models instead of three, it's much easier now.
That's clay at the bottom of the creek. It's grey, it's thick, it's heavy, and it's under the entire northeastern part of Bellevue.
"Okay just go straight at 169th...Hey, what the?"
In the bold subdivision plans of the early 1960s, this was going to be a street. Where it was to go, I'll never know. The proposed road heads straight towards a steep hill, which drops down into the clay-bottom creek in the previous photo. When I moved to the area, the grassy part was actually paved to nowhere, with a big metal barrier in place of the nicer wooden one you see here. Only the lonely sidewalk remains as testament to a bygone era of growth.
All the best from California and Jamaica, represented here within a car length of an abandoned Chevy Lumina. Somehow, I suspect they are related.
Last week they were just slimy pods. Now they're big slimy extra-creepy pods. Wanted to take a bath, just for looking at them.
What city are we in? The sign fell/got stolen a decade ago, and the City of Redmond never replaced it. What sort of municipal pride does that show? I for one am proud to live in a city where all our borders are clearly marked with signs that...oh yeah, Bellevue doesn't have a city sign on the other side of the road either. My bad.
If you want to see more pictures from my various walks around the neighborhood, or listen to some rippin' Ska, just click the links below.
Enjoy!
In the bold subdivision plans of the early 1960s, this was going to be a street. Where it was to go, I'll never know. The proposed road heads straight towards a steep hill, which drops down into the clay-bottom creek in the previous photo. When I moved to the area, the grassy part was actually paved to nowhere, with a big metal barrier in place of the nicer wooden one you see here. Only the lonely sidewalk remains as testament to a bygone era of growth.
Must Have Been Jammin' Time
All the best from California and Jamaica, represented here within a car length of an abandoned Chevy Lumina. Somehow, I suspect they are related.
Creepy Shrooms
Last week they were just slimy pods. Now they're big slimy extra-creepy pods. Wanted to take a bath, just for looking at them.
Welcome to somewhere, Incorporated sometime
What city are we in? The sign fell/got stolen a decade ago, and the City of Redmond never replaced it. What sort of municipal pride does that show? I for one am proud to live in a city where all our borders are clearly marked with signs that...oh yeah, Bellevue doesn't have a city sign on the other side of the road either. My bad.
If you want to see more pictures from my various walks around the neighborhood, or listen to some rippin' Ska, just click the links below.
Enjoy!
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Slideshow Link 1: http://outdoors.webshots.com/slideshow/575107321NdpvEN
Slideshow Link 2: http://outdoors.webshots.com/slideshow/574950829ICIWSE
Music Link: http://www.jamendo.com/en/album/4818
Blog Link: http://www.clarkblog.net
Slideshow Link 1: http://outdoors.webshots.com/slideshow/575107321NdpvEN
Slideshow Link 2: http://outdoors.webshots.com/slideshow/574950829ICIWSE
Music Link: http://www.jamendo.com/en/album/4818
Blog Link: http://www.clarkblog.net
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