Family Camping Trip - Cape Disappointment

It's been forever since I last blogged!  And since then we have two new family members: Baby Vale and Ava the Van.  

Since my maternity leave is almost over (queue the tears) we decided to take a sporadic camping trip to Cape Disappointment up near Astoria.  The weather is finally starting to warm up a bit so we wanted to take full advantage while we could. 

Cape Disappointment (and site 168!) was ah-mazing.  We left the pups at home so we were forced to go back home, but hubs and I could have stayed much longer.   While we were preparing for dinner two small deer walked by our site and to the beach.  My entire heart was exploding!  I had a sleeping baby in the van, a hubs who was building the fire, while two deer who walked off into the sunset toward the ocean.  

While Ava provides more of a "glamping" experience, I've found a couple of tips that help a ton when camping/traveling with a baby:

1. Portable sound machine - I have a friend who gave me the bright idea to use an old iPhone and download a sound machine app.  This is our "portable sound machine" and works like a charm.  It's small, doesn't require batteries, and perfect for camping or spending nights away from home.

2. DockATot - I bought our DockATot used and questioned if $130 was worth it.  Guys - it's worth every penny!  I knew we would be doing a lot of traveling during my maternity leave since my cousin was getting married and we'd be traveling for bridal showers, bachelorette parties, and THE WEDDING!  I wanted Vale to have something familiar to sleep in wherever we went.  This Dock-a-tot has been so amazing.  I can put it anywhere (in bed with me, on the ground, on a table since he's not mobile, etc) and it's always the same for him.  

Updates!

I recently deactivated my Facebook and I'm feeling extremely naked without it, so back to my bloggy I go as a means of putting way too much information online about myself!

I haven't blogged since my trip to Spain - life gets in the way sometimes and moves far too quickly.  Before you know it, it has been months between posts!  However I thoroughly enjoy looking back on memories - whether good or not so good - so I felt it was time to post a little update.

Life since Spain...

October
In October I went to Oktoberfest in Leavenworth with some friends.  If you live in the PNW and haven't been to Leavenworth you NEED to make this a top priority.  It's a tiny Bavarian town surrounded by mountains.  You can spend your day hiking then re-fuel down in the town with sausages and beer.  Heaven?  Why yes - yes it is. 

Another reason I love Leavenworth is its close proximity to COLCHUCK LAKE!  My most favorite hike of all times.  I've done this hike every year for the past three years and it never gets old the moment you spot the lake.  Everything about Colchuck Lake is beautiful - the water, the surrounding mountains, everything.

November
In November I flew to California for Thanksgiving with my dad's side of the family.  After I returned home I felt like I needed a vacation from my vacation - I was pooped!  We were busy every day, but it reminded me of how fortunate I am to have such an amazing family who goes out of their way to accommodate me.  

December
In December I flew to Reno for Christmas with my mom's side of the family.  It is always so good and relaxing being home.  So little has changed since I moved out yeaaarrrss ago so it still makes it feel like just yesterday I was in middle school sitting in my room on my Clueless phone chatting with friends.  Did anyone else have a Clueless phone?  It was dreamy in my adolescent eyes.

It was a family-filled weekend.  I saw my 97-year old grandma twice, got a pre-natal massage from my sister-in-law, met my brand new 7-day old baby newphew, and indulged in some homecooked meals (THAT I DIDN'T HAVE TO COOK!).  Again - so relaxing.

My brother, his baby Luna, and his main squeeze Sabrina

I feel like the holidays flew by entirely too quickly, but looking back I spent some quality time with some wonderful people.  I think my dad is the only person who still reads this bloggy - but for anyone else out there I hope you have a happy new year!

Sieczkowski's do Spain

As you may or may not remember the hubs and I had a failed travel attempt to  Peru earlier this year. While the first few days were AMAZING, the trip ended in a horrible stay in a Peruvian ICU.

We both had about 1.5 weeks off from work in September to celebrate our 2 year anniversary and randomly decided to try our hands at traveling abroad again.  

This time:  Spain

Hubs has been wanting to travel to Mallorca after seeing pictures of Chris Sharma deep water soloing (rock climbing).  We did our research, looked at prices, and decided it would be PERFECT for the two of us.  

There would be enough adventuring for the hubs, and some beautiful beaches to relax on.

We spent 2.5 days in Barcelona - I really like to consider these the jet-lag days.  We spent most of our time peeling our eyelids up and trying not to sweat through our clothes in the 95+ humidity weather.

.... we weren't very successful.

But that's ok, because by the time we got to Mallorca we were fully awake and ready to explore!

I'll share some photos from the trip but I'll probably post more detailed posts later on.  For now I'd like to leave you with a few observations I made during our stay in Spain:

1.  Smokers.... everywhere.  
The hubs and I struggled with the amount of smoking in Spain.  We'd find ourselves running to walk in front on someone so that we wouldn't be behind their plume of smoke, only to be caught behind someone else smoking again.

From eating breakfast/lunch/dinner to walking on the beaches, you can't escape the cigarette smoke.  Maybe I'm just overly sensitive to it, but it will make me reconsider visiting Europe any time soon.


2.  No Cell Phones
Ok.... not period.  But at one point I asked Aaron if he noticed how the teenagers were actually talking to each other and not glued to their cell phones.  Very rarely would we see any one sitting at a park bench with their nose glued to their phone.  They'd be engaging in conversation with others, watching people, reading a newspaper, eating, etc.  

And it was the teenagers especially who shocked me the most.  They'd be in groups talking to each other and not ONE would have a cell phone out!  

How refreshing.


3.  Selfie sticks are worshipped.
What. A. Crackup.  EVERYONE had selfie sticks.  There were even vendors at the main tourist attractions that would rent them for the silly tourists who forgot theirs.  At first we thought it was a joke - then we realized it was real.



For now I leave you with my few observations above, and some photos from our journey.  I apologize ahead of time for the poor image quality.  Adios!

Park Guell

Sa Calobra

Cliff jumping - Mallorca

La Sagrada Familia

Playing tourist in Portland

One thing you need to know about Portland is that our summers consist of 3 months.  The remaining 9 months are gloomy and/or rainy.

I'm ok with the rain and gloom - but it  doesn't make for a good time to have visitors.  The hikes are limited.  The outdoor walking is limited.  The coast is chilly.  

But the 3 months that we DO have of summer are amazing.  We always say we put up with the 9 months of rain for the amazing 3 months of summer.

But the hard part about only having 3 months of good weather is that means there's only 3 months where people can visit.  What does that mean for us?  Back-To-Back-To-Back Visitors.

BUT we love having friends and family get to experience our city - so it's a price we pay!

We recently had the hubs' family in town for 4 days, and then the next day my Aunt and Cousin came to town for 5 days.  

We.

Did.

Everything.

I got super sick (of course) so I was more focused on trying to see if I could work in a nap time with my head cold, but I still put my big girl pants on and played tourist in Portland.

We hit up the coast, the gorge, Hood River, berry picking, and all of Portland (did a West side day, an East side day, and a West + East side day).

Cannon Beach

Crepes!  

Our berry picking view of Hood

Salt and Straw

While I love my city - I learned that I'm a horrible tour guide

I loathe driving, parallel parking, and navigating new neighborhoods.  I was probably more stressed than I needed to be and couldn't quite enjoy the time.  But we got to hit up all of Portland's finest (Salt and Straw, Food Carts, Pittock Mansion!) so I'm not complaining one bit.

Audio Book Review: The Help

My days consist of a 25 mile commute that often takes me over 1.5 hours (...especially in the summer).  While the distance isn't too terribly far, I spend a good chunk of my afternoon sitting in traffic trying to make it over the bridge into Washington.

What makes this commute worse is that I get carsick - even when I drive.

I know I know I know - I hear it 

every. 

single. 

time.  

"I've heard of people getting carsick as the passenger but never the driver."

Not this gal - I get carsick even while driving.

One thing that helps is listening to podcasts and/or audiobooks.

My co-worker recently loaned me her copy of The Help (unabridged) and I can't get enough of this book - so much that I felt the need to write up a bloggy post.

I know you've probably already seen the movie, and you've maybe even read the book, but the audiobook is ah-mazing.

For starters - the book has five different narrators.  FIVE.  In all of the audiobooks I've listened to I've heard maybe two - max.

And these five different narrators aren't just narrating.  

They're acting.

Basically - I was convinced I was watching a play every day on my drive home.  

 The plot is addicting.

The characters are on point.  

The voices are suiting.

And the overall plot of this book (if you haven't seen the movie or read the book) of white privileged women will force you realize how prevalent the racial inequality was during that time.

I laughed.

I cried.

I'm sure my fellow commuters thought I was a lunatic.

But I couldn't get enough of Miss Skeeter's perseverance, Aibileen's sacrifices, and Celia's naivety.

If you've been scanning Audibles trying to find the next book to keep you occupied, do yourself a favor and download this gem.

Climbing Mount Saint Helens!

Guys.... I DID IT!!

I climbed Mount Saint Helens.

Hubs has been on a kick to do a climb (aka: something bigger than a hike).  Mt. Hood, Mt. Adams, Mt. St. Helens - he was on a kick.

Thanks to kidney stones, I've successfully evaded the past few weekends of climbing.  Then also thanks to Aaron's overtime, I was able to avoid Mt. Hood the weekend before last.

But this last weekend we didn't have anything.  I was hesitant to go on a Sunday b/c I knew I'd be exhausted for the remainder of the week (AND I AM!) but I took the plunge and we. did. it.

With a 3:00am alarm clock and on the road by 4:00am, we were able to have trekking poles in hand, backpacks on backs, just in time for go-time at 5:45am.

Yes, folks, on our luxurious Sunday morning we were hiking at 5:45am.  Don't be jealous - I have the bags under my eyes to prove sleep deprivation is a nasty thing.

But I digress.

We pushed on.  The first half of the climb was snow-less which I was thankful for.  While it was steep we kept a good pace and passed several of the larger groups.  Aaron brought his skis to ascend the snowy parts where I intended to boot pack it.

Boot packing was definitely the wiser decision - but we won't tell him.

Oh and did I mention - we were climbing on Mother's Day which means everyone wore DRESSES!  Aaron's stage name was Ginger Pop.  And he was a B-E-A-U-T. Not to mention - he wore his 20 pound work vest just to add an extra level of challenge. #CantKeepUp


After having read about the false summit, I thankfully was prepared (as others around me were NOT).  It was nevertheless any less discouraging slightly to reach the incredibly steep false summit just to continue on to the real summit.

Ginger Pop making her way up

SUMMIT!!! 

After we summited and almost lost my jacket, my trekking poles, and Ginger Pop's wig we decided it was time to book it back down.  Hubs had skis and the few people who left before us all left on their butts.

That's right.  Slid down the mountain on their butts.

It's called glissading, and it's as terrifying as it sounds (when it's ice).

But when it's NOT ice - it's one of the most FUN things you'll ever do!!

Oh you know - just sliding down on my butt

Have you ever slid down the mountain on your bootay?!  I might be bruised on my entire backside, but it was worth it.

And on another note - I'm desperately looking to learn to edit photos.  If anyone has any suggestions/tools/resources I'd love to hear!

Happy FRIDAY!!

Annual Dog Mountain hike

TWO YEARS AGO...

...the hubs and I did our first hike up Dog Mountain.  I stopped at almost every switchback (which equates to a ton of stopping) and did a lot of huffing-and-puffing.

The hike was "sooooo steep" that I even lost both of my big toenails from the descent (and my toes jamming into the front of my shoes).

LAST YEAR...

...I kicked Dog Mountain's butt on the way up.  You might remember from this post that I was incredibly proud of myself for the progress I'd made on my fitness.  While the ascent went swimmingly, the descent ended in severely spraining my ankle causing me problems all throughout summer.

THIS YEAR...

...was third time the charm!  With Crossfit 3x per week and our hiking regimen, hikes like Dog Mountain seem like another walk in the park (a hard walk in the park, though, with lots of heavy breathing).

The wild flowers were in SERIOUS full bloom!  And with full bloom comes full crowds.

The hubs got off his10:00pm-8:00am shift, came home, and we booked it to the mountain.  He's such a trooper :-)  I was super proud of our early start and expected to have pick-of-the-litter for parking spots.

Wrong.

The trail head was a ZOO.  We had to park in the overflow parking which is AT LEAST an additional half mile away from the trail head.

But that's ok - because it's wild flower season and this girl was STOKED.

We brought primcess Polly who was a total champ until the last uphill stretch, and a majority of the downhill portion.  We passed a man with his pug in a front-body-carrier aaaaand I may or may not consider purchasing one for Polly.
Don't judge me - she's my babe.

And on that note - here are photos from this year's Dog Mountain hike!  We may or may not have had a mini-photoshoot of Polly in the flowers.  My sweet hubs is such a trooper.