tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54524403898746622024-02-20T20:22:32.369-08:00Mis-Adventures of Nate & JennyOur adventures aren't "mis-adventures" because we get hurt or lost or anything along those lines. They are never scary, but something tends to go wrong... Such as we think we are on a 7 mile loop, but we are on a 12 mile straight away. No matter what the adventure is, it is always fun and there's always a good story!Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06413328762079050581noreply@blogger.comBlogger131125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452440389874662.post-88455291905282221292013-03-26T15:57:00.003-07:002013-03-26T15:57:36.573-07:00Winner of the Best Dang Backyard Sled Hill goes to Nate & Me! Nate and I have the raddest sledding hill in our backyard. Our lot has a good deal of woods around it and we built the sledding hill from the leach field, through the trees, then up over a little creak (that you can't tell is a creak with enough snow) and up over a little hill to the driveway behind our house. If you get going really good, you can go a good ways down the driveway too... I'm declaring it the BEST DANG BACKYARD SLEDDING HILL! and next year, when the snow begins to fall again, I'm positive we would win for the best backyard sledding hill contest... who's on???<br />
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Check out the videos... sorry for the raspy breathing... I tend to be stuffed up most of the winter...<br />
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Before I tell the exciting story about our trip to Mount Washington, I'm going to start with the boring part... Well, I guess it wasn't all that boring. We have rented a house in North Conway and we went to stay there Saturday night because we wanted to do a trip on Mount Washington on Sunday. A couple of days before, the propane company called Nate to tell him that someone had called because they thought there was a propane leak at the house. Instead, it wasn't a propane leak, but we were out of propane. They told Nate that they filled up the propane tank and that they turned it back on and all was good. Well, we got to the house Saturday night, and it was cold in the house. Not just the usual heat is off type of cold, but no heat for a few days maybe a week type of cold. We turned the heat on and got ready for bed. Nate woke up in the middle of the night and checked and sure enough, the heat was not on and the house was still frigid. Needless to say, I didn't sleep much... But we still got our stuff ready in the morning and made a trek to the mountain. We have heard rumors that it had been snowing a lot on the old rock and the I think this first picture does show you how much snow they have had. The last time we went to the lean-to, there was snow, but it's almost buried now... </div>
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We didn't really have a good plan when we got to the mountain, which isn't usually the best idea, but there was just the two of us, so it wasn't too bad. We got to the lean-to and Nate asked if I wanted to go further up. I said, "sure, but let's stay safe". We decided to try and check out Hillman's highway. Here is a picture on our way up Hillman's highway. I forgot my sunglasses in the car, so my hood was doing a good job blocking the sun...<br />
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Since I forgot my sunglasses in the car, I had been wearing my goggles on the way to the lean-to. When we got to the lean-to, I put my goggles down on the shelf (second mistake). When I went to put them back on, I realized that the inside of the goggles had frozen up because I'm a sweating beast. My knight in shining armor, put them close to his body and warmed them up. Then once they thawed, I said that he could wear them. Here he's putting them on our way up Hillmans... </div>
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After one of my least-favorite trips on Mount Washington where I think I told Nate that my mom was going to kill him if anything happened to me, I like to assess my own limitation and then say, "Nate, I'm stopping here". We got to a particular spot and Nate started cutting across the top a steep section and I watched what he was cutting across and then I watched a very small slab fall away from where he was cutting and I knew my own ability of climbing and knew that if anyone was going to be causing an avalanche today, it's most likely going to be me and decided it was not worth going any further up. So, I told Nate to keep climbing knowing that by the time he got where he wanted to go, I might have most of my stuff put together and by the time that he came back down to where I was, I might have everything on. Here I am putting my stuff together: </div>
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While we were on Hillman's, some nice man came hiking up behind us. He said that he was just over at the Little Headwall and it looked really good. So we got down Hillman's, which was super light and fluffy and fun, and we decided to venture over to the Little Headwall. Since my gear was all put together and my skins were mushed to each other, I decided I would just carry my board. And I remembered why I purchased a split board again. HOLY SMOKES that is HARD work!!! So, we climbed up the Little Headwall and once again, I got to a point that I decided any further up would probably be not a good thing for me and told Nate to keep going... Here is Nate trying to climb further up...<br />
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And Oakley following... </div>
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I put my board back on and enjoyed the views fora bit... It was really a gorgeous day!! Wildcat is the resort in the right of the picture. I do love when I am sitting higher than Wildcat...<br />
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Looking back up at Scout on the other side of a tree... </div>
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After I got my stuff on and watched a few skiers and snowboarders coming down the little shoot and falling on their bums, I decided that I wanted to move a bit to see if I could watch Nate come down. So, I moved down and a little to the right...<br />
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So, Nate comes down and he falls up the mountain from me and then falls just down the mountain from me. When he was trying to get up, he just said, "Ok" and he looked at me and said, "Don't move!". He very slowly crawls away from where he was and then looks at me and says, "Slowly and carefully, move toward me". I didn't want to look because I knew I would get scared so I just got up and falling leaf carefully towards Nate. When Nate tried to stand up, he poked a hole through the snow....<br />
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Not sure if you follow <a href="http://nhpr.org/post/boston-man-missing-after-falling-crevasse-mount-washington" target="_blank">Mount Washington news</a>, but a man died last year after he fell into a crevasse while climbing Mount Washington... Needless to say, we hightailed it out of there.</div>
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And Oakley and I cruising the Sherburne.<br />
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We made it back safe and sound and very thankful that there were no mishaps. I think we have a few more trips up to the rock. I am looking forward to the spring in southern New Hampshire, but hope that the mountains stay a little more winter like. It gets a little harrier up in the north country this time of year. </div>
<br />Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06413328762079050581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452440389874662.post-65685312971601815512013-02-10T13:41:00.000-08:002013-02-10T13:41:36.693-08:00Nemo! Ha ha! Nemo... I don't get it. We had a good <a href="http://misadventuren8njena.blogspot.com/2013/02/nemo-thats-nice-name.html" target="_blank">half day of Wildcat</a> and then the real fun began! During Friday night, the snow really hit. Supposedly 17 inches of the fresh stuff landed between Friday morning and Saturday morning. Instead of breaking trail, we did the easy way and went back to Wildcat. Unfortunately, the wind was howling so every time we got to the top of the mountain, it was pretty unpleasant. AND because the wind was howling so much, the top of the mountain was losing snow fast and furiously! We would take the lift to the top of the mountain and move as fast as we could down the mountain because the snow was really fun at mid-mountain but it was bullet-proof from the top to mid. I made so many turns that my aching back turned into my aching abs... but I guess I needed to knock my body around a few times to get everything back working again and I'm pain-free... besides my abs... which feel ROCK HARD!!! <div>
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Nate driving seriously through a blizzard! Have I mentioned how much I LOVE the Subaru!! She's drives like a charm!!! </div>
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Second chair lift ride... Notice Nate's face thing is already frozen... </div>
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And the best sequence of photos from the day. Nate was skipping ahead to see if I could spray him because I have been practicing this technique (and obviously need to continue practicing) Here is the early start of the spray... I do have sweet dance moves all splayed out... </div>
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So, we knew the storm was coming but I waited until pretty much Thursday to get excited about this snow event because the snow storms they said were coming before that never showed up ... and by never showing up... I mean, they said 6 inches and we got ZERO!!! So, Thursday night came, the forecast looked like it was for real going to happen so we started packing up. We decided to stay home Thursday night, sleep in our own bed and then drive up Friday morning. We left early Friday morning, hit up the chateau and then took the dogs to Echo Lake to wear off some of their energy. We then grabbed our gear and headed to Wildcat mountain for a half day of freshies. We walked in the lodge and who did we run into, but <a href="http://misadventuren8njena.blogspot.com/2011/11/summit-2-for-year.html" target="_blank">Mr. Nevins</a>!!! He had just went through the trees which weren't quite covered enough and banged up his board pretty good. He told us to go do a lap and that he'd meet us at the lift so that's exactly what we did. </div>
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Our first lap was so full of snow that it didn't seem like we were just getting started at noon, but that we were there from the very beginning. We did our lap and then met up with Mr. Nevins. We did a few more laps and then he needed to meet up with one of his buddies. So we then ended up riding with Mr. Nevins, a sports photographer, and one of his buddies who ended up bring a film crew along... I'm totally serious!!! </div>
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Jenny: "Ouch, that one stung a bit"<br />
Nate (helping Jenny up off her bum): "You should bend your knees when you ski"<br />
Jenny: "Yes, Nate, you said that 20 times now"<br />
Nate: "I'm just trying to help!"<br />
Jenny: "Yes, I know you are trying to help and I'm trying to bend my knees, but sometimes I forget."<br />
Nate: "Well, if you bend your knees..."<br />
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So, in one of our recent cross country ski adventures, I was thinking of what annoys me so much about when Nate tries to help. I do actually know that he's trying to help. And the boy is a saint for dealing with me through times like <a href="http://misadventuren8njena.blogspot.com/2010/09/name-that-emotion.html" target="_blank">this</a> and <a href="http://misadventuren8njena.blogspot.com/2010/08/wanted-friend.html" target="_blank">this</a> and <a href="http://misadventuren8njena.blogspot.com/2010/12/taking-trip-to-irrationalville.html" target="_blank">this</a>... However, it's incredibly irritating when he gives me constant direction while we are supposedly playing. There are many times that I have looked at him and said, "I'm not training for the Olympics, can you please just let me have fun without giving me pointers?" or "Why don't we go swimming so that I can constantly telling you what you are doing wrong?" Each time he gets more upset because I'm not letting him help me. I'm such a jerk! :)<br />
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While we were going on our third hour of cross country skiing, I was trying to rationalize what drives me crazy about the critiques. We had actually been going along fine and not spatting at all, but then I did something silly and he critiqued me. In my completely irrational attitude, I told him, "Ok, that was your one critique today so I hope you meant it." His critique was to bend my knees because I flew down a hill uncontrollably and I fell on my bum once again! The light bulb went off. There are times when I am cross country skiing and I'm doing the "bend your knee" thing correctly and Nate never says, "That's it. You are bending your knees. Nice work"... I am an adult after all, but in being someone who is still learning how to do all these winter sports, I need a little positive reinforcement that yup, I can do this correctly. So, I said, "Ok, if you point out when I'm bending my knees, you can earn more critiques." He looked at me like I was a crazy fool but I expressed to him that I think I am doing it correctly but I'm not sure and it would be nice if he is going to point out when I'm doing it wrong, that he also points it out when I'm doing it correctly. That was my new years present to him!! A critique on critiquing!<br />
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So all you boyfriends out there teaching your girlfriends a new sport, my advice to you... You can critique all you want IF and only IF you pay attention and praise her when she's doing something correctly! I see WAY too many couples fighting out in the "field" and just want to look at the girl and say, "chill, it's going to be ok. He's just trying to help" and say to the boy, "you get ONE critique and then you've got to earn the rest! Now help her up and keep cheering her on!".<br />
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<br />Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06413328762079050581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452440389874662.post-84335382779649926892013-02-10T12:41:00.001-08:002013-02-10T12:41:33.232-08:00Day 2 - Quick & Easy! Thankfully, my lack of updates to this doesn't mean that we have been sitting on our rumps doing nothing... We have been doing stuff, I just forget to write about it... So here's the first catch-up post..<br />
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WAY back in December, Nate and I went up the Cog side for a second day in a row. <a href="http://misadventuren8njena.blogspot.com/2013/01/first-day-in-backcountry-for-this-winter.html" target="_blank">The first day we went to Sam and his brother Matt</a>. Day two was just Nate and I and the crazy puppies. We decided that since the day before it wasn't worth going too high that day two wouldn't be worth going too high either. We set our goal to the cross-over and headed up. Thankfully for day two, the skies had opened up a bit and you could see the summit, but it didn't last long and started as we climbed up.<br />
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The summit from the base of the mountain. Not a blue-bird day but at least you could see the top. And you can also see how scoured the mountain looks. </div>
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Nate and the dogs! I love this picture because all three look so athletic! Now if the two dogs would just stop barking</div>
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Nate's sweet tele turn... </div>
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And afterwards, little puppy Scout is all curled up and will sleep for the next 12 hours... He's so cute when he's tired!! </div>
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<br />Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06413328762079050581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452440389874662.post-21480881561626095402013-01-15T12:57:00.002-08:002013-01-15T12:57:23.301-08:00Fight for your Right... to... uh... I've got a new adventure approaching. I went to the doctor today and we talked about the birth control pills that I'm on ... GASP... Yes, I said it. I'm on birth control pills! I do not wish to have a kid right now and am taking preventative measures in order to not populate the world with one more unwanted child. So, I talked to the doctor and she said that under the Affordable Care Act passed in August 2012 that oral contraceptives would be covered 100% as preventable care such as a yearly exam or a kids 6 month appointment. I am a freak and have been through the whole selection of pills and FINALLY found one that did not make me into a complete irritable BI-ATCH! Plus there are other things that happen when you are on the pill other than moodiness that the current pill is not causing so I've been really happy. I have been on it for 2 years and it does not have a generic. I talked to my HR rep and she said that I have to call the insurance company to find out if they will cover the pill 100% because she said that they will only cover generics... but as I said, my pill doesn't have a generic... so... Yup, I'm going to fight for my right to free birth control!<br />
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Any advice?Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06413328762079050581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452440389874662.post-49777692576278737312013-01-06T10:30:00.002-08:002013-01-06T10:30:52.862-08:00First day in the backcountry for this winter! With the new fresh layer of snow, we decided it was time to head up north. Our friend and trusty real estate agent, Sam, and his brother, Matt, decided to come along too. I actually believe they prompted the adventure so I'll give them credit for that. All I know was that Nate said, "We are going up north tonight and we are going to do the Cog side with Sam and Matt". Sweet, let's go!!!<br />
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For some reason on the way to Mount Washington that morning, I was more nervous than ever. I believe it was the first time for the year that had my tummy in knots. Lately, I have been playing the what-if game in my head with the worst case scenarios that I can imagine. With all the snow we had gotten from the snow storm, there was a considerable avalanche danger BUT one thing that I didn't know yet was that there wasn't enough snow on top of Mount Washington so that yes, there was avalanche danger, but the snow was soooooooo localized to very small sections that the chances that the slide would be big enough to do any damage at all was extremely unlikely... But whatever, I didn't know that going into the day (I did read the avalanche report but they didn't say, "the snow has been blown off the top of the mountain on the west side so everything will be scratchy."). So, I was nervous driving to the mountain and asked Nate 101 what-if questions. I'm sure he was probably thinking, "when did my lady turn loco?" But back to the adventure....<br />
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Jacob's ladder looking back down the mountain... Somewhere in that fog was Nate and Sam... </div>
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Scout and his snowbeard!! </div>
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I'm sure this picture is going to stir up controversy and at this point, I don't care, obviously! We do muzzle our dogs on the downhill for two reasons... they are constantly trying to wrangle us and bark endlessly and in the attempt to herd me, they bite my hands and my legs and when you are going fast and moving around and not knowing that something is attempting to bite you, those bites can be pretty painful and distracting. So it's safer for me and probably those around me that they are muzzled. I can focus on what is in front of me instead of worrying about where my dogs are. They can breath with the muzzles on and they still run right with us the whole time. Yes, they hate them and when we stop to rest for a bit, they are squirming around trying to get the dreaded things off. I hate making them wear them just as much as you hate seeing them wearing them, but again, it's the safest thing that can be done other than leaving them at home... and I don't leave my dogs at home because what's the point of having a dog then... I did try and use tennis balls that they could carry down the hill but again, trying to chase after tennis balls as they roll down the hill with one dog barking at you and the other dog biting your hands, is not the safest thing either. So... back to the picture, Oakley was being all sheepish about jumping over the railroad because when she has a muzzle on, she becomes a meek princess, so this is her with her front paws on the railroad looking at us oh so cute like!! :) </div>
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So,we begin heading down the hill. Love the fluff all around Nate's sexy telemark turn! </div>
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Nate and the dogs and my board, everything I love about backcountry!!! </div>
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Nate passing me again. Love the fluff!!! </div>
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Nate and the puppies again and all the snow!!! Makes me such a happy girl!!! <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UXCCXmt0ZUI/UOm77_Z6DLI/AAAAAAAAC9E/MjX9NN080GY/s1600/PC280334.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UXCCXmt0ZUI/UOm77_Z6DLI/AAAAAAAAC9E/MjX9NN080GY/s320/PC280334.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
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Oakley watching on from her little snow hole... </div>
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Nate's look of concentration as he prepares his jump... </div>
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Once my bum was frozen from being wet and sitting in the snow, I told the boys I was done taking their pictures. We all headed back to the car. It was a super fun day with nice fluffy white-ness. I forgot to turn my watch on at the car, but we <a href="http://connect.garmin.com/activity/256280333" target="_blank">descended 2,136ft</a> so I'll take that. We did 2,879 in December <a href="http://misadventuren8njena.blogspot.com/2012/12/hiking-north-moat-mountain-with-good.html" target="_blank">hiking North Moat</a> so that puts us at 5,015ft. </div>
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Look at the snow coming down!! It was AWESOME!!! Nate was working on his cross country skis and I thought he was literally going to ski out of our house, but he didn't. </div>
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This is the attempt of skijoring with the dogs. This is our street... seriously!! The plow trucks had been out sometime in the middle of the night but they hadn't come back in the morning so there was tons of snow on the road. It was pretty awesome.</div>
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Nate skijoring with the dogs on one of the more main roads in rollinsford. Scout has a tendency to dictate which side of the road you are on so while I had them, he kept going to the outside and pulling me out into the road. Nate seems to have a little better control of them and was able to keep Scout from pulling him into the road. </div>
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It was so awesome to have that much snow... Did I say that yet? :) I'm so happy that it has stuck around too. I LOVE SNOW!!!!<br />
<br />Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06413328762079050581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452440389874662.post-66899534537178104752012-12-31T10:19:00.001-08:002012-12-31T10:19:11.709-08:00Christmas Surf Session 2012<br />
As in <a href="http://misadventuren8njena.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-surf-session.html" target="_blank">last year</a> and <a href="http://misadventuren8njena.blogspot.com/2010/12/our-one-tradition.html" target="_blank">the year before</a>, we did our ONE tradition and that was to surf on Christmas day. My brother, PJ, came along with us again this year and Sean showed up with his wife and daughter. In the years past, we haven't had to have to worry about if there was going to be surf. This year, we had to worry a bit. The forecast was calling for ankle to knee high surf... in non-surfer talk, that's barely a wave. However, we pulled up to Long Sands and it looked like it was going to be one of those days that we could push off the bottom and catch a wave. However, it ended up being really fun. <div>
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PJ with his mad straight-arm balance style: </div>
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PJ squatting it out.... </div>
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Nate cross-stepping: </div>
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Nate's small wave style: </div>
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Who knows... superman, Jenny? </div>
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PJ trying to head left... </div>
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Jenny with her super woman arms and Sean trying to catch the wave: </div>
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We enjoyed our small waves on Christmas day. Thank you, mother nature for at least giving us some fun little waves. Hope that everyone had a great Christmas! </div>
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Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06413328762079050581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452440389874662.post-47159486373410163942012-12-31T09:57:00.000-08:002012-12-31T09:57:54.408-08:00Hiking North Moat Mountain with Good FriendsIt feels like I'm always playing catch-up on this blog... I guess that's what happens when you are doing stuff...<br />
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In the beginning of December, there was still no snow in New Hampshire so I convinced my friends to go on a hike. I figured out what hike I wanted to do and studied the maps to know how I wanted to do the hike... but in typical Jenny fashion, left the maps at home... Not home as rental place in North Conway where we would be starting the hike, but home as in Rollinsford, 2 hours away from North Conway... Thankfully, my friend, <a href="http://misadventuren8njena.blogspot.com/2012/10/anna-got-hitched.html" target="_blank">Anna</a>, the muse for this blog, knows us well enough and brought a map with her!<br />
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Here is the map from the day...<br />
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Notice that little blip pointed out with the purple arrow... </div>
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Here is the blown up section of that little blip... </div>
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Yes, that was about 4 tenths of a mile but during that 4 tenths we got to witness this! </div>
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But besides walking off the trail and going in a circle for a bit, it was a really fun hike. It was a 10 mile hike that took us 7 hours. It was cold enough out that there was ice on the trail in the higher elevations so it wasn't a really boring hike at all. The views on the way up and way down were really pretty too. Here are pictures from the rest of the hike:<br />
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The boys being gentleman and helping Molly and Anna cross Diana's baths</div>
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Anna's pure concentration as she walks across a tree over Diana's baths... </div>
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And Nate barely awake as he stands on a tree... </div>
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Using a compass and a map and Nate's silly faces and we still got lost... :) </div>
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Scout doing what Scout does... Scouting out the land... </div>
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On the way up, looking back at North Conway and Cranmore</div>
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Climbing above the clouds. One of my favorite parts of hiking in not so awesome weather</div>
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Happy campers hiking! </div>
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Buddies on the summit!!! </div>
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Once we started heading down, all of us were pretty much ready to be done. It was so nice to see Diana's baths again. </div>
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Thank you Anna, Mark and Molly for going on an adventure with Nate and me. I hope that we didn't scar you again!<br />
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I'm not setting a goal of elevation gain this year because last year was such a bust and I think I burned Nater Potater out a bit. I will keep track of our elevation gain though. <a href="http://connect.garmin.com/activity/256280404" target="_blank">We did 2,879ft on this trip</a>. It was December so it gets counted! :)Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06413328762079050581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452440389874662.post-72719215169092053472012-10-23T17:48:00.000-07:002012-10-23T17:48:37.303-07:00And to the Hosts.. THANK YOU!!!! <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Unfortunately, this is the only picture that I have of all three of you, but thank you for opening up your home to Nate and I while we were in California. We both appreciate your hospitality so very much!! </div>
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Thank you for allowing Nate to climb on your roof and catch a black widow spider. He loved it!! :) </div>
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Thank you, Rick, for casually opening the jar to the black widow spider and standing a foot from me without me knowing you were standing that close... :) </div>
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Thank you, Dessa, for playing with Nate. He always loves a little companion to toss around and scare a bit. </div>
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Thank you, Helga, for being my kayak buddy!! This picture will forever crack me up!! :) </div>
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The last day of our adventure in California was definitely one of my favorite days. We were sitting around Rick and Helga's house trying to think of things to do for the last day. I was looking at things and saw whale watching in Monterey Bay. Helga and Nate discussed it and decided it was definitely an idea. We kept thinking and decided that was exactly what we were going to do. The next morning, we packed up the car with kayaks and we headed south to Monterey Bay. The weather forecast said it was going to be brilliantly sunny all day... unfortunately when we got there, it was overcast and cold... but we still got to see tons and tons of stuff. </div>
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When we put the kayaks into the water, we noticed that there were some jelly fish in the water. We all decided that at no time would we be entering the water, besides the cold water and cold air temps. I stuck the underwater camera in the water to see what I could take a picture of without getting stung and I was able to come up with this one:</div>
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Not only do the sea lions bask on the rocks, but the monstrous sea stars too!! They were HUGE!!! </div>
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As we were paddling around, you would see birds fly around and land in a few places. From my many whale watching boat tours that I have been on and seen ONE whale, I knew that where birds are means that the wildlife is around too. Where ever we saw pod of birds, we would paddle towards them to see what was out there. You can see the seal's head sticking up as he just threw a fish out of the water and all the birds trying to gobble up all the parts that flew as the fish was tossed out the water. It was pretty cool. </div>
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We paddled through a kelp forest. The underwater camera was pretty awesome to have!! </div>
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If you look really closely, you can see a momma otter holding her baby otter and paddling backwards!! SO CUTE!!!! </div>
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All smiles once we got away from the curious seal. </div>
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The adorable sea lions basking on the rocks!!! And yes, once we got out of the kayaks, the sun started to come out and it was a nice day. </div>
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We then rode through Golden Gate park and worked our way to the Golden Gate Bridge.<br />
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Then we looked over some crazy cliffs.. </div>
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And we kept riding until we got to the bridge... And it was AWESOME!!!! </div>
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After we rode across the bridge, we rode up another killer hill and got to see the bridge from a different angle. Also very cool... </div>
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Then we rode down the hill and went off on a pier and got to see the bridge from yet another angle. </div>
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After the bridge, we decided to have lunch in Sausalito. We found bike locks when we were leaving the house, but we didn't know the combination so we decided we would stay with the bikes and eat outside. It was a really yummy cute restaurant so it worked perfectly. </div>
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First stop, was a town called Davenport. There is a glass bottling factory in Davenport and it's up the creek from the beach. The creek flows into this beach and brings down broken glass with it. It has basically created a sea glass beach. We didn't actually look for sea glass because we didn't know if we were in the right location, but we did check out the beach and it was really cool. :)<br />
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The tunnel to the glass bottling factory</div>
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Nate checking out a little cave. Me hoping some critter jumped out of the cave and scared Nate! Although, I probably would've screamed louder!! :) </div>
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We finally made it to the elephant seals and it was pretty cool. The only elephant seals on the beach at that time were the juvenile seals. The adults had gone off to feed. The juvenile seals were plumping up and learning how to be adults. The first video is all the seals and some of them spraying themselves with sand.<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dz0Ve7h27HGK0cw-7nExA1I1L2QcJnyhGGpQRtgGzVmGfRpE99BoB9aG4s5mJ68IU_IbpFsTMiz5GEhZB5T' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>
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We got back to the car and kept heading north. The next stop was going to be Pescadaro to see if we could run into Neil Young but we kept seeing signs for Half Moon Bay. Going to find Mavericks was WAY more tempting than Neil Young so we headed north to Half Moon Bay. We used our phones to figure out where Mavericks was and I believe we got to the beach.<br />
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The adventure ended on this crazy hairpin turny road back towards San Jose, but it was an awesome time and definitely one to remember!!Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06413328762079050581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452440389874662.post-54061820876846708622012-10-21T18:11:00.002-07:002012-10-21T18:11:33.334-07:00Quick Sight Seeing San Fran<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
<span style="text-align: start;">Nate and I had great aspirations of going to Alcatraz after we finished our run. We went to the mall first and hit the Vans store. Look at these cute little pink Vans... SO CUTE!!! </span></div>
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<span style="text-align: start;">Then we took the bus from Market Street to Pier 33. We got off the bus and went to see if we could buy tickets. Yes, we could buy tickets... but only for a boat ride on Monday... uh... no thanks!! So, then we sat there and were like, "What should we do now?" We had already ran the city and saw the twisty road, Alcatraz and the Golden Gate bridge from a distance, the Sea Lions, and part of China town... We went up to a tour bus to see how much that cost and it was going to be $47 for a couple hour ride. We said, 'No thanks' and continued pondering what to do. I looked up and saw Coit Tower and said, "Well, lets go there". So we walked up to Coit Tower, paid our $7 and went to the top.</span></div>
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The Oracle boat for the America's Cup... which happened to capsize last week and crashed... :-(</div>
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From Coit Tower, we walked down a little stairwell street which had gorgeous gardens. Check out some of the flowers:</div>
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For not having a plan, it was a really scenic day! </div>
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Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06413328762079050581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452440389874662.post-1396696633654175612012-10-21T17:47:00.000-07:002012-10-21T17:47:15.694-07:00Going for a Run in San FranIt's about time I update this thing...<br />
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Back in September, I went to San Francisco for a business trip. Sorry to some of my friends that live near the San Francisco area. I was insanely busy during the conference and then Nate came out to San Francisco and we had no plan so I didn't know when we would be available. So sorry that I didn't call... Moving on! Nate came out to San Francisco so that we could have a few days of playing. He flew in Thursday night and first thing Friday morning, I woke him up and said, "Let's go for a run! Here's your skateboard". I have been trying to run more distance than 3 miles so I was all ready to run to see what we can see. We started on the corner of Geary and Taylor and ran towards Union Square towards Stockton.
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This is me trying to take a picture of Nate who was skating behind me... It ended up being a little of Nate and the buildings but it's pretty cool.<br />
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We ran through the Stockton tunnel and then ran through China town. Then we turned left on Lombard and ran up to the twisty road. </div>
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Then we turned right on Van Ness and headed towards the pier that looks like a hook. Nate showed off his Skate style on Van Ness: </div>
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At the pier, we were able to see Alcatraz and for the first time, there was no fog and you could see the Golden Gate bridge crystal clear. </div>
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Thank you cutie for getting up so early and playing with me!! :) </div>
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One of my besties got married on September 15. Here are the pictures from the ceremony. </div>
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Anna with her parents' walking through the pier at Fort Fosters</div>
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Anna and Mark during the ceremony</div>
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Nate and I during the ceremony </div>
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The fish-eye view of the ceremony</div>
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Nate's amazing panoramic skills</div>
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Anna and Mark after the ceremony... I have lots of pictures of them posing but for some reason I like this one the best because it's not posing but just them happy together!</div>
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Anna had texted me the week before the wedding and asked me I wanted to do a speech. I was like, 'uh... sure...' and I prepared one and then thankfully didn't have to give it! :) But because no one got to hear it, I thought I would share it (because I can!). Here it is:</div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #454545; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">I met Anna 4 or 5 years ago. We were introduced to each other in the water during an early morning surf session. Then I just happened to run into her that same day at chipotle and asked her if she was s surfer because I wasn't sure if it was the same girl that I had met in the water that very morning. Then that same week, I ran into her and Molly at the beach and told her that it must be fate and we needed to be friends. I guess all my stalking really paid off!!!!</span></div>
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<br style="background-color: white; color: #454545; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #454545; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">When Anna came home from Hawaii, she quickly informed me that she wasn't sure how long she was gonna stay in new Hampshire. she was thinking of traveling more, going back to Hawaii or maybe even back home to Minnesota. She still loved it here but wasn't sure if this was the right place. Then she went to her first cross-fit class and her story started to change a bit... Maybe she would stay longer... Maybe she would take a permanent position... Maybe she would gather the money for the house... Then she told me about the owner of the cross fit gym and I knew my friend was here to stay... Thank you, Mark!!! </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #454545; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #454545; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #454545; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">I believe Mark and Anna went on quite a few dates before Nate and I got to meet Mark. She asked us if we would want to go to her house for dinner. Because I was used to going out to dinner with Anna and watching her eat pizza, chicken or pasta, I wasn't sure what to expect. She had also informed us that they were doing this "paleo" diet and what was involved and then said that Mark was going to make us spaghetti squash with meat sauce and I knew right away that we officially had a keeper!!! If Anna was going to eat that then she REALLY liked this guy. Unfortunately, Mark said maybe 4 words to us that night so we didn't really get the chance to really get to know him. </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #454545; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #454545; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #454545; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">There are certain couples that seem to come as a package deal... Nate and I are good examples, Dean and Karen, Steve and Heather, Bryan and Brian.. I mean Bryan & Jess and ever since Anna and Mark started dating, they can be added to those package deals. They complement each other well and play hard together. I'm so happy that Anna found the ketchup to her mustard! I know that they will have many amazing years and adventures ahead of them... As long as you make sure to include Nate & me... But seriously, thank you Mark for coming into my friend's life and making her a very happy girl!! You are a great soul and we look forward to all of the adventures and ice cream with both you and Anna!! </span></div>
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It's been a month since the triathlon and I guess I'm finally ready to talk about it. I actually had to suck it up really quickly and talk about it because I had told WAY too many people about it before it started so when I got back to work everyone was asking how I did... So, obviously, it didn't go as planned. <a href="http://misadventuren8njena.blogspot.com/2011/09/check-finish-tri-off-bucket-list.html" target="_blank">I did the same triathlon last year and last year, was able to place third in my age group</a>. This year, I was planning on doing so much better. I had trained hard in all three sports and I was feeling relatively confident going into the race. The first place age group swimmer gets a gift certificate for a new wetsuit so I was gunning for that one. I had swam with the Masters group three times a week for most of the summer and early spring. I didn't ride as much as I wanted but I did ride a lot and Nate and I had even done a sprint workout. I ran three times a week and I had done a few practice tri's. </div>
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So, my swim was good. I didn't go as fast as last year, but I also think the course was longer than last year because I felt a lot faster than I did last year. That is me in the green cap looking up: </div>
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This is probably why I got second in the swim instead of first. I got done with the swim and there was a huge hole near the ramp on the left hand side of the ramp. I knew about it and tried to get myself away from it. I was feeling a little out of sorts (still a little dizzy) so it took me awhile to get my bearings and get my bum up the ramp. DRAT!!! </div>
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I haven't used a latex cap in awhile... I guess I have moved away from them because they are such a pain in the bum to get off... :) </div>
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So, here I am starting the ride. I was feeling good and ready to ride. It took me a bit to get clipped in but oh well. </div>
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Coming up the last hill into T2. I had a really good ride. I only got passed by one girl in my age group on the ride but she ended up getting a flat so I passed her back. I was super happy that things were going good. I knew I was first in my age group so I was really excited about the run. </div>
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During transition, I got my running shoes on and got another sip of gatorade. I started my run and immediately started feeling a pain in my side. I thought no biggie, just power through it, it's gonna be ok. I then started down the hill, and things weren't ok. This is on the way down the hill... </div>
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As I got down the hill, the pain got pretty intense. It was on the right side of my stomach and near my belly button. It went from my ribs down towards my lower abdomen. Each breath was super duper painful. I kept trying to run but was starting to panic as well. Each time I tried to breath and it hurt, my panic got worse. I barely made it a quarter of a mile and had to walk. I tried to stretch it out like it was a side stitch but it wasn't stretching out. It was too far into the middle of my stomach that it wasn't in a stretchable location. To this day, I'm not sure if it was a funky cramp from riding or if it was an ovarian cyst or something. I have had the same pain again, not while running, so I wouldn't be surprised if it was an ovarian cyst. People started flying by me. Girls in my age group were passing me left and right. All I could do was walk. I was so incredibly upset!!! </div>
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This is the pond before the swim. </div>
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Nicole, my swimming buddy, and me before the race. </div>
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Nicoe and I after the race. Yes, I was crying here.... </div>
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This is Sam, our real estate agent, and good buddy after his swim. </div>
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Nicole after her swim. </div>
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Nicole all smiles during the run. </div>
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Annie, the running machine, starting her run. </div>
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Sammy got first in his age group. </div>
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Annie got second again in our age group. </div>
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I definitely have fuel for next year's triathlon. I pretty much never stopped running after the race. I did stop swimming... :) I am signed up for a spin class and will start that next week to see if I can get better riding shape this winter. I'll start swimming again in the spring... Here's to next year... :) (Already signed up for one in July to maybe help prepare for September!!)</div>
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Four years ago, one of Nate's friends Mike Taylor asked Nate if he would want to help out with the Wounded Warrior surf event at Hampton beach. Nate is a veteran so he didn't think twice, he quickly said "yes" and participated in the event. He had told me that he was doing it but I had lots of excuses not to... I can't surf that well, I'm not a veteran, I don't know how to teach people how to surf, etc. etc... Then Nate did it and he came home and told me that next year I had to do it. He told me about the people he had met and that it was something that I needed to see on my own. So, the following year, when it was time for the Wounded Warriors to come into town, I told Mike that I would love to help out as well. I'm so glad that Nate convinced me to do it. </div>
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Friday was the fifth year for the Wounded Warriors Hit the Beach event and it didn't disappoint. The event is co-sponsored by the New England Disabled Sports so the participants are veterans as well as people with disabilities. </div>
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Before I ever volunteered with the Wounded Warriors Hit the Beach events, Nate and I used to talk about what would happen if either one us became paralyzed. I mean, we do some pretty crazy things, it wouldn't be that far off base. Before these events, I always would say, "Nate just take me out back because I'm never going to be happy if I can't walk." And after these events, "Nate, please sign me up with the New England Disabled Sports programs." Not only are there surf events like the ones that we volunteer at but there are also skiing events in the winter where they race down hill skiing, they mountain bike in the summer, they are doing time trials up the Kancamagus Highway on their road bikes. They are doing some pretty incredible things that many able bodied people couldn't/wouldn't do if given the chance. I have such an appreciation for these athletes now and see such a brooder world that is out there.
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I didn't get a picture of him, but I got to spend a lot of time with a gentlemen named Brent. He has been to events in the past years and I got to help him surf this year. He is paralyzed from the waist down, but it didn't stop him from being a wave snob and wanted to be able to ride the wave the best way he could. He would ask me to adjust his legs so that he was positioned exactly in the middle of the board. He would then paddle as hard as he could to catch the wave and by the last few waves, I wasn't able to reach the board when I would try to give it an extra shove to get him into the wave. He would then lean into the wave so that he could ride it longer and he was turning around kids that were playing in the water. It was so awesome to see his stoked-ness on the waves and to be a part of it. It was the first time that I was able to help people surf instead of just catch them or their boards and it was so awesome to see him smile after each ride!! <a href="https://skydrive.live.com/?cid=05188F89B24C81DD&id=5188F89B24C81DD%21443" target="_blank">Here</a> is a picture that Dick Arnold took of Brent concentrating on making it the best ride. </div>
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This is Chris. Chris is a quadriplegic. Chris was hanging out with friends on a boat and dove off a boat right into a sandbar and broke his neck. Before the accident, Chris surfed a lot and at the event, told the volunteers that he didn't care what it took, he wanted to have that feeling of surfing again. As you can see in the picture, there were about 8 guys making sure that the board was stable with one guy in the back making sure that the board did not tip in any way. Then there were about 40 of us lining the way so that if the board did tip, that he would be back on the board as quickly as possible. To see the smile on his face while he was on the board was extremely moving. </div>
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This is another Chris. I'm not sure about her accident, but she is a paraplegic. She has come every year and has formed a bond with Nate. Three years ago, we were supposed to be taking a break and she asked Nate if he would paddle with her. Next thing you know, they are about two miles down the beach and continuing to paddle away. When Nate got back to the beach, he looked at me and was like, 'Wow! She can paddle!!' For the first time ever, Nate had to tell someone, "Look, I'm tired, can we please go back?". </div>
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The surfer closest is Geoff. He works with the New England Disabled Sports. I would say, he runs the show or comes up with new things that he wants to do and gets people to make something to help him do what he wants to do. He has been there every year that I have been there and each year, he tells me about some new adventure he has been on. He has done Tuckerman's, he started the group time trialing on the Kancamangus, he told me about downhill mountain biking on Loon mountain: the bike they use, they have to lay fast first and ride it down the mountain. I looked at him and said, "No way, are you getting me riding fast first down a mountain." But hey, you gotta do what you gotta do and this guy is the man!! </div>
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This is Peter. I'm not sure Peter's story either. He has nerve damage and has trouble using one arm and his legs. I got to sit with him a bit and he's a really funny guy. He was out in the waves as much as he could be. I believe he was one of the surfers that had to be dragged out of the water at 4:00pm because the tents were down, the water was almost gone and his bus was about to leave. Again, huge smile on his face the whole time he was in the water... and he told me that he loved my hair!! :) </div>
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If you ever get a chance to volunteer with either the Wounded Warriors or any Disabled Sports program, you really should. It absolutely 100% makes you so grateful for everything you have in your life. Watching the 8 volunteers help Chris put his wetsuit on really made me stop and think: Why do I complain putting on and taking off my winter wetsuit, seriously?!? <div>
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To hear about more of the stories, check out the local news stories: <a href="http://www.wmur.com/news/nh-news/Wounded-Warriors-take-to-surf-at-Hampton-Beach/-/9857858/16260238/-/dtseyoz/-/index.html" target="_blank">WMUR News Recap</a>, <a href="http://m.seacoastonline.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=%2F20120824%2FNEWS%2F120829825%2F-1%2FWAP100&template=wapart" target="_blank">Seacoast Online</a><br /><br /></div>
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Last weekend, Nate and I took the kids and the dogs to <a href="http://www.newenglandwaterfalls.com/waterfall.php?name=Franconia%20Falls" target="_blank">Franconia Falls</a>. It's just east of Lincoln, NH and well worth the trip. In order to get to the falls, you need to hike/bike 3.2 miles on a relatively flat trail. We rode our mountain bikes and it was definitely worth it. It's been wicked humid all summer in NH and I couldn't have imagined walking 3.2 miles. There are a lot of natural slides to slide on and there was a cliff that you could jump off but we didn't discover that until it was time to go home and the camera was dead. If you are looking for something to do, definitely make the trip north!! So much fun!! Here are the pics from the day:</div>
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Tyler coming off the falls: </div>
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My turn with Bridget... Yes, I'm good at striking a mad pose! </div>
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Tyler looks a bit more graceful than I do... </div>
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Nate and Tyler with the mountains behind them. </div>
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Swim suits don't really help you slide as well as board shorts so some of the slides that the boys thought were awesome weren't as awesome for me... Oh well, next time! </div>
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An easy peasy slide with Oakley watching on</div>
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Tyler found a pretty fun one... </div>
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Nate and Tyler under a big rock... </div>
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Scout listening for some wildlife out in the woods... </div>
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Sweet Oakley girl... </div>
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The dogs LOVED it there!! They were able to play in the water but also got to roam around in the woods a bit. Plus it involved swimming and mountain biking... </div>
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Last but not least... YUMMMMMM.... :) </div>
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A couple of weekends ago, Nate and I went to Kingdom Trails in Vermont. You might remember our last trip to Kingdom trails with <a href="http://misadventuren8njena.blogspot.com/2011/07/15-ticket-to-kingdom-trails-one-jump.html" target="_blank">this video</a>. This year wasn't as eventful. I did however chose to skip the jump that caused such a beautiful noise last year. Here are the photos from this years trip. </div>
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Nate took a break riding to walk across a tree on the river. He literly stopped riding, dropped his bike, and walked across the tree. When he got back to his bike, I was like, 'what was that?' He was all, 'it looked like a fun tree to walk across.' Yup, that's Nate! </div>
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I made him take a picture with me. Notice that we don't look pooped and are all smiles! </div>
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Nate's panoramic... It didn't work but we tried 20 times and none of them worked so this was the best one! It's a GORGEOUS church at the top of this super fun hill and it has the best bathroom in all the trails.... Plus the view ain't so bad!! </div>
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What fine balance skills, I have.... :) </div>
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This is part of this super fun trail called Kitchel. It has berms that you can ride up the side. I am still learning how to be daring. If you can click into it and make it bigger, notice my facial expression. </div>
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But then it's all smiles... </div>
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I wanted Nate to go over a bridge so that I could get a picture of him over the bridge. This is the face he made at me. He was not amused! </div>
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And he ended up having a LOT of fun on it! </div>
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And the self portrait after... Not so fresh... Not so smiley... Definitely TIRED!!! </div>
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<br />Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06413328762079050581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452440389874662.post-5640719019582782542012-08-05T18:27:00.001-07:002012-08-05T18:27:20.220-07:00LoziLu-funness!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
I put most of these pictures on FB already, but the story is pretty freaking funny that I have to share with words too. <a href="http://misadventuren8njena.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-man-is-mudder-i-already-knew-he-was.html" target="_blank">Last May, Nate did the Tough Mudder race</a>. It looked really fun and ever since then I have been looking for something similar although cheaper and shorter. Then I got an email with a discount code for the LoziLu Women's Boston race. I looked into it and found out that it was at one of the local farms which happens to be the farm that we have a CSA at and I thought, "PERFECT". Because Nate's team was so big and it was so hard for them to stay together, I wanted to be part of a really small team. I asked some girls if they wanted to join me and a few of them said, "sure"... and I'm pretty sure most of them said, "sure" reluctantly. I have been swimming with the Masters group lately, and because our coach seems to give me soooooooooo much crap on pretty much a daily basis, she HAD to be on our team. I also asked another swimmer who is ultra competitive, Nicole. My idea of the team was "Aqua Divas" so I asked my surfer pals, Anna and Molly, as well. Anna fell off her bed two nights before and broke her coccyx (which is the funnest word to say) so she couldn't do the race with us. So Molly sucked it up and hung out with the nutty swimmer girls. </div>
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I probably should back up and say that I'm not a big fan of mud. When I mountain bike, I avoid mud. I do everything in my power to not get muddy. Our first obstacle was through some mud pit and I was going to run on the edge of it, but my teammate, Molly, didn't really like that idea. She kindly grabbed my hand and pulled me right into the mud so notice in this first picture how much mud that I have on my shoes... Thank you, Molly!!! </div>
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and yes, when I run, I make funny faces because I can... and notice... the Aqua divas are wearing goggles which came in handy later in the day. </div>
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Nate didn't run the whole thing with us so between this picture and the next, we had quite a few obstacles. Crystie, the coach, must of said something to me, so I mooned her... and a whole group of ladies behind me started hooting and hollering... I wasn't looking for that result so I made the ladies run faster!! We had to go over and under some walls and go over some balance beams and go through some more mud and crawl through some ropes and what not.... But then we came up to the fun stuff. The first fun obstacle was basically a tiny pond. I yelled "Goggles On" and then I attempted to what I thought was shallow dive across the pond... Although from the pictures it looks like I squatted and then came up 2 feet away... So much for a shallow dive. </div>
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This is probably where the bickering began... Although it was fun bickering... We had all lined up and we put on our goggles again. The little girl in the red and yellow dress so "they look like they are ready. You should go on 3. Ready, 1... 2... 3..."<br />
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But it didn't pay off to go first because I couldn't stop and I slid right into the rocks and mud at the bottom. It didn't feel all that good and I had a pretty nice scratch on my stomach the next morning.<br />
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And notice how dirty I am now with Nicole</div>
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After we ran back up the hill, we had one more obstacle and then we ran to the finish. As we were coming off the obstacle, I heard some ladies approaching from behind so I picked up the pace a bit... which my team took notice off and thought that I was racing to the finish. I waited until we were good enough ahead of the approaching ladies and I backed off a bit and told my teammates that I was NOT going to let someone beat us to the finish line. Yes, I still get crap for that. But notice in this last picture that I was not ahead of them and that we were running together. </div>
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Thank you, chicas, for running with me and dealing with my crazy competitiveness!!! </div>
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On our second day of stay-cation, we met Cassie, Brian and Ki at the pond for a little paddle session. Brian wanted to see if he could paddle his lovely wife and first born to the island and we thought it would be entertaining so we rode along. </div>
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Ki looks a little nervous... I would've been too with Brian paddling me somewhere... </div>
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My pretty princess being all nervous and tough dog Scout swimming along</div>
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This has too be one of the funniest series of pics that we have taken so far. This is Brian attempting a dive off the rope swing. However, he didn't really get his legs up so it ended up being a head flop / cannonball... Pic #1</div>
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Ker PLUNK!! </div>
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New type of rope swing fun. Rope swing to surf... </div>
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Notice Scout as I'm jumping off the tree branch.... </div>
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Scout mid-air... </div>
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Look, Nate's not upside down... but he might be catching flies.... </div>
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Again, he's not upside down and might be catching more flies... </div>
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Nate's upside down again... :)</div>
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Look, Scout does know how to jump off a rock!!! </div>
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Nate and Brian trying to jump in at the same time</div>
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Me and Nate jumping in at the same time.</div>
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Both dogs on the board and Cassie and Ki on Brian's board... </div>
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<br />Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06413328762079050581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452440389874662.post-29956899093396905562012-08-05T16:56:00.003-07:002012-08-05T16:56:57.836-07:00Rope Swinging Fun!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Now that the summer is almost over, it's kinda fun to go back through the pictures to see where it went... I was going to just put the whole summer together in one post, but there are so many fun/funny pictures that it's gonna be a few posts.</div>
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Nate and I did a stay-cation before the Fourth of July. We took Monday and Tuesday off and had Wednesday off so we tried to play as much as we could. I have been "training" for a triathlon in September and have been doing a whole lot of swimming. With the whole lot of swimming comes many Masters workouts. On Monday (and Tuesday for that matter), I skipped Masters so I could go play. On Monday, my skippage took me to the pond with Nate. I did swim so I felt like I was getting something from it... Here are some pictures of non-swimming fun... </div>
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Nate in mid backflip off the rope swing: </div>
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Me jumping off the tree branch: </div>
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So why couldn't Scout jump off the dock like he jumped after me... hmmmmmm.... Next time, I'll be jumping off the dock first!! </div>
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Jenny mid-jump off the branch: </div>
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Nate's amazing panoramic skills: </div>
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Nate mid flight from his back flip off the tree: </div>
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Jenny swimming back to the car... Look at that form... of Oakley and Scout... :)</div>
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