In Seattle, the fall season, when the days are shorter, but the winter rains have not yet descended on the city, it can be a wonderful time to go for a walk. There are plenty of beautiful sunsets, and scenic vistas to enjoy.
It was with these thoughts in mind that Dad and Mongo returned to Alki Beach. Dad knew the good weather would not be around much longer, and with several business trips in the offing, neither would he. So he had a special surprise treat planned for Mongo on this trip.
Dad signed up for the Kitsap Color Classic group cycle ride with the Cascade Bicycle Club. Dad enjoys the club’s group rides. The people are friendly, the courses are interesting, and the huge numbers of bicycles on the road (more than a thousand) guarantees that motorists will take notice. But the past few weeks had been very busy for Dad, and he had not had time to train for the ride. So he figured he should at least get some riding in the weekend before the ride. Read More…
It was rainy and cold outside. Dad was getting ready to make a quick dash out to the store.
The trash was full, so Dad grabbed the bag from the bin and changed it out. He turned and stood holding the trash bag while out the door at the sheets of rain pouring from the dark skies, and decided not to take the trash to the right then. He’d take his chances that the weather would be better when he got back. Dad left the bag by the back door and threw on his water-resistant climbing hoodie and bolted for the car.
And so Dad left Mongo sitting home alone with a big bag full of egg shells, coffee grounds, and bacon soaked paper towels.
Poor Mongo; as if it weren’t bad enough to be left home, Dad had to leave a tempting bag of goodies on the floor in the kitchen.
The first inkling that Dad received suggesting that all was not well at home was a text from Drewbie. Read More…
Dad and Mongo live next to a nice couple who have an aipiary in their back yard. Dad respects their efforts to raise bees, and aside from occasionally visiting Dad’s kitchen uninvited, the bees don’t cause any problems.
And the bees help pollinate Dad’s tomatoes, so they are generally welcomed visitors. However, once again unwelcomed visitors, aphids (BOO!) had taken up residence on Dad’s tomato and basil plants.
So to do his part in helping his neighbors safely raise bees, and combat CCD (Colony Collapse Disorder), Dad decided to try organic pest control this year. He reasoned that it was better for the environment, and better for Mongo, who is known to eat anything he can fit down his gullet. Dad was sure that pesticide coated vegetables would go down just as quick as anything else.
A week after their last trip to Alki Point, Dad had another errand to run on the North End of the peninsula. Mongo looked bored, so Dad plopped him into the back of the pick-up and off they went. After dropping off some things at the depot, Dad thought it might be nice to stroll on the Alki trail again. Read More…
Mongo and Dad decided to take a walk down to Alki Point. It’s a nice stroll along the Alki Trail in West Seattle’s beachfront neighborhood.
They usually park near the Seacrest Ferry Docks and walk North towards the point and then onward towards Alki Beach.
Alki Point is the spot where the first white settlers to Seattle spent the first winter. Val over wedgwoodinseattlehistory.com, has a short history of that winter. ( Click here for Val’s History of Street and Place names in Seattle)
When the weather is nice, Alki is an exceptionally scenic place to walk. Read More…