Sunday, July 5, 2009

Cape Flattery hike and the Makah Nation

Three months after our 1,000+ mile move to Washington state, I finally started to get the desire to take another car trip. Over two days last week we completed a circuit of the Olympic Peninsula that included stops at Ruby Beach, La Push, and Forks (no, we are not huge Twilight fans, but we were amused at how the local economy has capitalized on the opportunity). Our ultimate destination, however, was Cape Flattery, the northwesternmost tip of the Olympic Peninsula, and home of the Makah Nation.

I gained an interest in this area as a Boy Scout when we made several 50-mile backpacking trips on the Olympic Coast. I remember seeing a former archaelogical dig site at Cape Alava, where the Makah village of Ozette was covered by a mudslide in the early 17th century. The slide preserved thousands of Makah artifacts, which, when excavated, provided clear views into the tribe's past and reaffirmed oral traditions passed on by tribal elders.

Many of the artifacts from the dig are on display at the Makah Cultural and Research Center. After hours of winding along the Strait of Juan de Fuca on state highway 112, we reached the town of Neah Bay and made our first stop at this museum. Here we saw baskets, clothing, blankets, weapons, toys, and other artifacts unearthed at the Ozette site. We went inside a replica of a Makah longhouse and viewed a dugout canoe like the kind used by the tribe for whaling. (See this page for information on how the Makah have struggled to retain the traditional whaling rights granted them in their 1855 treaty with the United States).

The museum was well worth the $5 price of admission, especially if you like Pacific Northwest Native American artwork. The displays contain various pieces of old and new art from the Makah, and you can get many art prints and postcards with designs like this from the museum gift shop.

After the museum, we took a beautiful 7-mile drive to the Cape Flattery trailhead. From what I understand, the Cape Flattery experienced has changed somewhat in recent years. Contrary to what I read in one Internet report, the road to the trailhead is completely paved. The Makah tribe recently rebuilt the 1/2 mile trail, with generous use of stairs and boardwalk that allow even my two toddlers, to see the beauty of Cape Flattery. You do need a $10 Makah recreation permit to park at the trailhead, which is good for the calendar year and is available at the museum.

The trail keeps a mostly straight course through the forest, mostly downhill. As you approach the cape, various spurs head off to viewpoints at the left, then the right. These look out over storm-battered cliffs and deep blue coves. Although the viewpoints contain railing, you'll still want to keep ahold of children and pets as they are right on the edge of high cliffs and can be circumnavigated.

Continuing past the spurs, you reach the final viewpoint where the Makah have constructed an observation deck. At this lookout you feel like you are clearly at the "tip" of the cape, and can observe amazing quantities of water in the Pacific Ocean to your left and the Strait of Juan de Fuca on the right. The expansive Vancouver Island looms across the strait.

Although the trail was packed to almost California-like proportions on the sunny 4th of July weekend, we enjoyed staring in awe with many others at this wonderful area of God's creation. We feel grateful to Him and also the Makah tribe for providing us the opportunity to see it.

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

A scripture from Dad, about Dad

This past Sunday, Father's Day, I was thinking about a scripture that my Dad sent me when I was on a mission for the Church in Argentina. It's Jacob 3:1-2 in the Book of Mormon:

"But behold, I, Jacob, would speak unto you that are pure in heart. Look unto God with firmness of mind, and pray unto him with exceeding faith, and he will console you in your afflictions, and he will plead your cause, and send down justice upon those who seek your destruction.

"O all ye that are pure in heart, lift up your heads and receive the pleasing word of God, and feast upon his love; for ye may, if your minds are firm, forever. "

My Dad said this scripture had given him comfort at various times throughout his life, and I can say it's done the same for me. I feel blessed to have a father on this earth that worked hard for me and consoled me as a child when I needed it. At the same time, I know that if I did not have a father, or if my father were not available (as happened on the mission), I have a Heavenly Father who can plead my cause and send me comfort when I "pray unto him with exceeding faith".

A teaching of Mormonism that I feel very strongly to be true is that God is literally our father. When Jesus addressed "Our Father, who art in heaven," it wasn't just a figurative expression. He was representing all of us and talking to a real being. I think many people believe this deep inside, regardless of whether they subscribe to organized Christianity.

Sunday, June 7, 2009

Our own patch of mud (Does the Honey Bucket stay?)

In the past few weeks my wife and I have forayed into the complex new world of home shopping. There's a lot to learn and decide. Although we hit the market at a good time, we want to make sure we don't get duped. We're also looking for a home that will fit our family after a few more children (heaven willing), while still being affordable in the not-so-cheap Puget Sound home market.

Interestingly, we found our best prospect for square footage on the dollar was to buy new. It seemed like the only other way to get a house meeting our size and price requirements was to purchase a fixer-upper. That may be the right decision for some folks, but we currently don't have the skill set or time to invest in a home that has fallen apart, especially when new ones are available at the same price.

So yesterday we found ourselves trekking out past the row of model homes (the interior of which will look nothing like our house) to affix the "SOLD" sticker on our own lot sign. You'll notice that this lot has already been partially developed, but I think we would get charged for an upgrade to keep the Honey Bucket.



The same afternoon we hit the showroom to start choosing the interior and exterior details. Our builder boasted that we could make over 700 free choices to customize our home. I didn't exactly think that was a selling point with two young children who barely kept it together during the paper-signing process (and are currently howling downstairs as I write this). How could we make 700 choices with them clinging on us? Luckily we learned that the showroom has a kids area with surround-sound, big screen Curious George. This gives me confidence that my wife will be able to peacefully make all our selections as I lounge in a beanbag chair with the little ones and watch that naughty little monkey fly, fly away with his bundle of balloons.

I think this process has brought our family closer together.

Monday, May 25, 2009

Remembering those who purchased our freedom

Today was about the most beautiful Memorial Day one could ask for. In the morning we completed a short family hike through the forest to a remote beach on Puget Sound. After a quiet afternoon of reading and looking through home listings, we met some friends at the park and let the kids run loose on the playground. By then it was too late to worry about cooking dinner, so we picked up some food on the way home. After chatting online with my parents for a while, my wife and I got the kids in bed and finished the evening watching a movie together.

In the late afternoon as I was running footraces against my son (who is surprisingly speedy for a 4-year-old) I felt a pang of sadness for the men and women who have fallen in combat for the United States of America and would not have a similar opportunity to see the laughter and growth of their children. Lately I've been engrossed by the book Lone Survivor, in which Navy SEAL Marcus Luttrell gives an eyewitness account of a few of these brave soldiers who lost their lives during a special operations mission against Taliban fighters in Afghanistan. These men and thousands like them paid a very high price to preserve the freedom and opportunities that I enjoy in their place. They made the ultimate sacrifice that allows us to enjoy our daily lives, and they deserve recognition for that not just today, but every day. God bless them and their families.


Monday, May 11, 2009

Blog analyzes growth of Mormon church

Did you know that the top five states in LDS Church membership growth between 2000 and 2008 (including convert baptisms and members moving in) were Tennessee, West Virginia, Kentucky, Iowa, and South Carolina in that order? This and similar factoids are plentifully available on Matt Martinich's blog United States and Canada Church Growth. Also see his other blog LDS Church Growth for commentary and news on Church growth worldwide.

Martinich is mesmerized with Church statistics and he provides detailed analyses of where the Church is growing and, in a few cases, shrinking. His thoughtful posts include maps, history, and comparison of current statistics with growth during previous eras.

Sunday, May 3, 2009

Product of a quiet Sunday morning...

My wife was never really into dolls as a kid, so we didn't inherit much pink stuff after getting married. However, she did own about 7 million K'nex that have wound up in our home.


This morning the K'nex turned out to be a quiet way to entertain the kids. They get up about 6:30, church starts at 11:00. You do the math. This void needs to be filled so we don't wind up at the chapel already insane.

As we sat in the kids' room building different things and talking, I realized how nice it was to spend a few peaceful hours alone with the family. And as abominable of a toy the K'nex are for keeping a room tidy, they can get a daddy hooked. The above tractor is the product of this morning's labors. It was my son's idea to build this, but I was still engrossed in the project after he and the others had lost interest and gone downstairs. Now here I am showing it off on my blog... Is that a shameless Daddy trick or what?

Friday, May 1, 2009

This year's Rays?

April's gone and the Mariners are still leading the AL West. Did anyone see this coming?

My oh my...