31 August 2010

Oregon Coast and Woodrat Mountain

August 24-30 2010


(C.J. and Paula, above)

This was a long-planned trip. After meeting Paula and Stephen at Yachats last August, we wanted a replay. So when the Goldmans let us know they had finalized their plans we contacted Barbara at Woodrat to see if we could get together afterward and fly "The 'Rat". It all worked seamlessly. Well, except for the weather which turned unseasonably cool with a really unusual dash of rain thrown in.

25 Aug, Wed - We left around 0845 in the Trooper and got gas at Costco in Tumwater, where we also got some fruit at the nextdoor Fred Meyers. We left I-5 at Tigard and drove past the McMinnville Air Museum with its Spruce Goose exhibit (have to stop there one of these days) to Lincoln City then along the coast in glorious sunshine. We made a quick stop at the Newport docks to pick up some tuna that Heather had ordered (fresh, line caught, under 30 lbs); it turned out to be delicious cooked lightly on the BBQ grill at the rental house in Yachats. C.J.'s birthday cake was a big hit also, especially for almost-four-year-old Sylvan who had never seen canned whipped cream before (I hope we haven't set him on the downward path to junk food!)

26 Aug, Thu - C.J. and I got up at 0800, early enough to get out of the living room where we had slept, and went for a walk on the rocks. It was a minus tide and there were lots of tidepools with anemones and starfish. When we got back everyone was up and we had a big communal pot of oatmeal for breakfast. We didn't leave until 1300 but clear, sunny weather kept us on the coast all the way down past Brookings into California. We stopped for gas in Florence where gas prices were unusually low for the coast ($2.849) and had a DQ snack in Gold Beach. The drive up through the redwoods and then through the coast range was marred only by the smoke of a forest fire (and the length of the drive). We pulled in to Barbara's yurt around 2000 and cooked up some dinner.

27 Aug, Fri - Barbara came in late last night after a Britt performance by Garrison Keillor. We slept in until almost 0900 till it warmed up a bit (Is it always cold at the yurt?) and then cooked some oatmeal. Around 1115 the three of us drove over to the Woodrat LZ and met up with Rick Ray, Debbie V. and Anne __. Kevin and some of his students were at Mid-launch. Christian and Nick Crane were on launch with tandem students and soon launched to show us what the air was doing. We waited a while for the high cirrus to burn off. I launched at about 1400, found lift and eventually got to 5800, not quite as high as C.J. A few pilots looked low at Rabe's so I didn't go there. I went to the S peak of Woodrat, then back, and crossed to Burnt where I got high enough to make a crossing to Rabe's. On the ridge and toward Rabe's Peak I found some small but strong thermals and one gave me a reported 75% collapse of my left wing. There didn't seem to any easy lift on the way to Rabe's Pk so at 4000', I turned south to Longsword Winery. I ran into wind and landed, farther out than I had planned, in some starthistle. I waited at the winery while C.J., who had landed before me, and others went to retrieve the cars. Apparently the local wisdom is to land at Longsword if you fly in the middle of the day, thus avoiding the usual turbulence of the Hunter LZ. I called Stephen back in Yachats to see about getting my fleece jacket back which I had left hanging by the door when we left. I also called the Medford Costco pharmacy to see about getting some Metformin since I had not brought enough with me. Later C.J. and I went to get some fresh veggies at a farm near Cantrall Buckley and back to the yurt. We mixed up a dinner of leftover salmon, eggs and veggies and ate inside on our table as the temperature had dropped markedly.

28 Aug, Sat - It was warmer last night, probably because it was cloudy. After a cold cereal breakfast we drove in to Medford to get my Metformin prescription, gas and some groceries. By the time we got back to the LZ no one thought that flying under the overcast with "proto-mammata" looked like fun (although Deb and Don had had flights from Mid). A group went to visit recovering PG pilot Bill, and we went to Eve's Cafe to have lunch (and to check our email). Barb met us there on our way out but stayed to chat with Anne and Doug while we went back to the yurt to read and relax. There were some rain showers. Barb came over to look at C.J.'s scrapbook. Everyone is hoping for better conditions on Sunday.

29 Aug, Sun - There were more showers overnight so it was pretty cold and damp. C.J. cleverly held off on taking a bath until the morning so she could go up to the cabin which was, compared to the yurt, toasty warm. I tried preparing oatmeal and milk over the double boiler and it worked well (as long as you weren't in a rush). Just after 1115 the sky started to clear and we headed over to Woodrat to catch the shuttle to the top ($10 ea for non-locals). The shuttle is just a regular open-back pickup pulling a trailer with some telescoping HG racks but it has been carrying folks up the hill on flying season weekends for a couple of years now. Sam Crocker, Jim Tibbs, Dave (Fiasco Winery) Palmer, Randy, Barb, and Don (Donato) Fitch and a few others rode up in/on the shuttle. Deb and Rick met us on top. We waited until 1330 or so to launch. I climbed slowly above launch and at 4600 went to Burnt but sank to where I thought I was going to land at the Old folks Home. But I caught a very low save and climbed quickly to over 5K and crossed to Rabe's. I pushed up the ridge in mixed lift and reached 6400 above the Bunny (-shaped) Meadow. Deb and Rick came in above me (reporting cloudbase at 7100') and I got as far as a half mile from Rabe's Peak. Then I turned for Burnt thinking about trying for Donato's as a goal, but I was not able to find any lift on my line so had to run for Mid where I got up to 5K again. I flew over to Squires Peak and then headed west toward Cantrall Buckley. I was slowed by the headwind and didn't find any lift so I turned N for Longsword and landed there in strong-enough wind to make for a very slow final glide. C.J., Barb and Jules and a few more were already there. C.J. got a ride over to the LZ to retrieve the Trooper and we went back to the yurt for a late lunch and rest. Barb stayed for a HG flight with Jim Tibbs, who was working on his tandem rating. I downloaded my track logs and the photos from Yachats, and recharged my radio and C.J.'s cell. Barb came by after a late dinner and reported on her flydown (!). Some PGs had had hourlong flights but it wasn't really glassoff conditions.

30 Aug, Mon - It rained during the night somewhat more than showers so there are some puddles on the deck - strange weather for southern OR! After pancakes (made w/o milk from a Canadian baking mix), C.J. came back from cleaning up at the cabin with a weather report of showers and below normal temps until Wed or Thu. We packed up and were out by noon. I had been hoping to go to Whaleback to fly and camp and then up to Pine Mtn, but the forecast was just too adverse. On the way through Grants Pass we saw a whole posse of teddy bears on motorcycles, probably the signature art for 2010. We stopped at Eugene to pick up my fleece jacket at Heather and Ryan's beautiful craftsman-style 1941 house. We were going to be too late getting home so we pulled into a Quiznos in Centralia for a quick dinner. The weather changed to mostly clear and sunny from just south of Eugene all the way home. Arrived home at 2120 after gassing up at Costco in Covington.

And, yes, it did rain overnight and on through Tuesday.

19 August 2010

Cooper and Pete Lakes

16-17 August



As the heat wave continued C.J. and I decided to get out of town and go camping somewhere in the mountains with a lake. Cooper Lake won the toss on a recommendation from our investment counselor, an avid fisherman.

16 Aug, Mon - We weren't in any particular rush but we were already beyond Easton at 1230 when brake lights went on as drivers slowed down to merge into one lane. No worries; it was a good time for some lunch anyway. By 1400 we had followed a paved USFS road from Salmon La Sac almost to Cooper Lake, finished the last mile on dusty gravel and found the small campground. We were slightly taken aback to realize that it was a "walk-in only" campground, but since we were traveling lightly, that wasn't a problem. There was plenty of selection as there were only a few of the nearly 20 sites occupied and we could have chosen a more secluded site, but we opted for one with good access to the water. [Speaking of water, except for the lake, there wasn't any. But there was a handy outhouse.] After setting up our tent we drove the short distance to the boat launch where we had a shorter and gentler walk to the water. Leaving the sprayskirts behind we paddled off to do a leisurely counterclockwise tour of the lake. We didn't see the beaver who must inhabit the huge, old lodge near the inlet but we did spot an osprey nest with a young bird. Perhaps he was considering his first flight. A mature osprey flew slow circles above the clear water but apparently saw no fish near the surface to prey on. At the outlet end of the lake a few private cabins had gorgeous views of Chickamin and Lemah Peaks. Back at camp we lazed around until supper and the already-early sunset and darkness. Since we didn't even bring a tent lantern, we went to bed "with the chickens" and planned to get an early start in the morning.


17 August, Tues - It was comfortable sleeping after it cooled down and we were ready to get up as it got light around 0600. A breakfast of fruit and granola got us out of camp early and to the trailhead for Pete Lake by 0725. Not having planned to do any serious hiking, we had only one rucksack and a beltpack to carry our extra clothes and gear. We soon warmed up, shedding our morning fleece, even though the trail gained hardly any elevation at all - a total of some 200 ft in the four-plus miles. Unfortunately, as soon as we removed a long-sleeve layer, the mosquitoes swarmed us, C.J. especially. The trail was pleasant enough through the forest, but a bit dusty probably due to the pack trains supplying the USFS trail crew working on the Pacific Crest Trail around Spectacle Lake, a few miles beyond Pete Lake. About two miles in we passed into the Alpine Lakes Wilderness and two miles later, after a short final climb, reached Pete Lake where the bugs were blessedly absent. There were a number of campsites scattered along the trail around the lake and we met groups of backpackers, many of whom were doing the Stevens Pass to Snoqualmie Pass hike. Tough for them - there was a major detour around the Spectacle Lake re-construction all the way to Cooper Lake and then a road-walk back to the PCT. Beyond the end of Pete Lake we took a break overlooking the river and had a snack before retracing our steps. It was warmer now, at 10:00 or so, and the skeeters were even worse, or maybe we had just sweated off the bug dope. It was slightly downhill and we beat feet pretty quickly to get back to the relatively bug-free Owhi campground. On the way out we met a pack train of horses and mules heading in to resupply the crew camp. After a rest in the shade back at Owhi we loaded up the kayak at the boat ramp and broke camp for the drive home. We may have left just at the right time because we met a school bus from Seattle Academy as we crossed the Cooper River. Back down at Salmon La Sac we were surprised to see so many people playing in the water.

01 August 2010

Tiger Mountain Fun Fly-in

31 July 2010, Saturday








(photo, left, back of t-shirt, "Load the van!" in
Russian. Thanks, Matt!)






Expecting a hot, sunny day I had dragged out our old 11’x11’ dining fly and our new Alps Mountaineering dome fly to set them up for practice on Friday. However, Saturday dawned cool and cloudy making the shade probably unnecessary. I threw them in the Trooper (and later set the old fly up anyway). There were a couple dozen pilots listening to Matty and Wheely talk about XC tactics and competition when we arrived around 1045. Amazingly we lucked into a parking spot in the lot even though the roadside strip was already filled. We had already figured that the van would be overfull for the ride to the shuttle so we sent our packs up to launch and then set off to walk up the trail. We were passed by three of the pilots in the “hike and fly” race and some hikers going up and down. Launch was still above cloudbase with streamers of clouds drifting quickly up the slope. However, the horse farm below the south launch was occasionally visible and the clouds were breaking up to the north. We hung around for several hours while some tandems and a few individuals took off. Eventually it cleared but very few pilots managed to soar. And the launch conditions often left much to be desired. Then David Byrne launched and found lift and disappeared over launch. By that time it was 1600 or so and the hamburgers and other lunch goodies were calling so we launched even though the cycles had really become light (…but at least they weren’t east anymore). Five or six minutes later we were on the ground…and Dave Byrne was high over the towers. If the flying (for most) wasn’t great, the t-shirts and hamburgers almost made up for it. And the price was right – only $25 for a family and that included three shuttle rides to the top plus a t-shirt and lunch. Organizer Ralph Boirum certainly deserves a round of applause.