27 September 2011

Down, but not Done

After the second major windstorm of the year inflicted severe damage on the Allstot family cabin in Alaska, it seemed like it might be time to close down the operation and be done. There is so much work to do to clear from a mess like this and so much heartache and disappointment. Certainly we are lucky that no one was hurt and the damage is to buildings alone, but the loss of those buildings meant the end of 24 years of making memories and a good-bye to a town and friends we were not ready to say.


Thankfully, my Dad and others have decided not to throw in the towel. What started as a shack of plastic and plywood became a wonderful wooded retreat. However, a return to the simple structure is not the end of the world. We can still take walks on the beach . . .This view from the water shows the complete destruction of a boathouse, the cabin, and what you can't see is the shop at a 45 degree angle behind the cabin. The second boathouse to the right is damaged, too, but not visible. The only structure escaping damage this time was the outhouse. It sits in the middle of a meadow now since the last windstorm.


The trees will come down, the land will be cleared, salvage will begin. We may have to completely start over, but we are going to get to enjoy the same view from the beach, with or without the cabin we loved. Not a bad fate afterall.

25 September 2011

Highs and Lows

Our weekend has been one of highs and lows.

This morning we got up at 5am and drove up to Prosser for the Great Balloon Rally. We were skunked by rain last year and had high hopes for this year. Below is a shot of Mitch and Bryan watching one balloon fill with air.

Low: Unfortunately, the wind was blowing and that was all there was to see. No luck. Our balloon viewing was a bust for the second consecutive year.

High: We got to spend the morning with the Staggs, meet their newest addition, enjoy breakfast and a walk around town. Perhaps next year we'll have better balloon luck.

Yesterday my parents came down to help us organize in preparation for Baby 2.

High: We got closets cleaned, desks moved, furniture reorganized, and the bedroom set up for the impending arrival of the baby. It was a huge undertaking and a major relief to have finished. We could now feasibly bring another kid home to a clean house, with closet space no less, tomorrow. We're hoping that won't happen for another 6-7 weeks, though . . .

Low: This is the lowest. We found out today that my Dad's cabin in Alaska was destroyed in a windstorm this week. This is not merely the loss of a building. It comes on the heels of another fierce storm this spring courtesy of some ignorant and careless new neighbors who cut down all the old growth trees that acted as a wind barrier. The outbuildings were crushed and my dad and friends and family spent the summer rebuilding. Now it has happened again, and the damage is worse and irreparable. The photos are too sad to share. Suffice to say that the haven of my father's for the past 24 years, and the place we all loved to share, will never be again. We're so sad.

18 September 2011

Twinkle, Twinkle



Mitch has begun to ask to go to sleep with his star aglow.
He likes to sing "Twinkle, Twinkle" and point at it.
Such a charmer!

11 September 2011

On Safari

Mitch has been braving the heat and exploring the great outdoors. His costume of choice included rubber boots, his WoodyBuzz backpack, and a safari hat.

Here he is answering the call of the wild.

05 September 2011

Labor Day Weekend

We went to Ephrata for the long weekend, happy to be out of town. We got to spend time with the Johnson grandparents, Aunt Rachel, Uncle Russ, Aunt Laci, the Allstot grandparents, and great-grandparents, too! It was a full weekend of family. Unfortunately, Bryan and Rachel both got sick on Sunday so we were unable to join more family for a reunion that afternoon. Still, we enjoyed being together. We didn't take many photos, but here are a few memorable ones.



Mitch loved to see "Nuncle Russ" and his dog, Booth.
Papa Allstot set up their fort in the living room and Mitch was extremely hyper!

Thirteen WoodyBuzz band-aids later, Mitch felt accomplished. Mind you, there is no injury he is covering. Usually one or two band-aids act like stickers adorning his shorts, but that was not sufficient today.