Mr Beloved

Mr Beloved

Sadly, Mr B joined Nina and Andy today, chasing butterflies in the sky. He was a good friend, and I am certain that he is catching voles in the cloudscapes of Heaven.

Lights, Camera, Action!

It's time once again! Get out your cameras, videos and a pot of inspirational coffee and put together a film for the 2nd Annual Girdwood Film Festival somewhere on the weekend of March 16-18, 2007.

The special guest at this year's event is me and you all can figure out where to host the event and all that good stuff.

Now get to bidness'

Baggin Pyramid

Its been almost a week since Phillip, Tiffany, Dan and I scaled the coveted peak.. To be honest I didn't think it would happen due to high winds expected that day and an intimidating monster cornice, but through Tiffanys brilliant suggestion, we found a way to ski the north face and I nearly soiled myself. Thanks guys for putting the fear of god in me, it was worth it.

Happy 13th Rubyn!!

Rubyn got banana pancakes for breakfast and a nice slow ski at moose meadows in the sunshine... Now that we have a teenager in the house we have to start locking the doors and screening calls!

Moose Meadows Rocks

Look at that smile. Proof that getting your kid outside during the winter for extended periods of time keeps their spirits up. The only thing that was slightly off putting as we walked for an hour around Moose Meadows was Max kept asking, "Where's Joe's party? Where's Joe's party? Are we going to Joe's party yet?" Remind me not to give him too much notice when we're going to a party as he gets fixated on the idea that there might be balloons, cake, pointy hats and all his friends. He wasn't disappointed!

The Fist of GLORY!

Fight Club

Fight Club
Originally uploaded by Mark Yezbick.

In the tradition of the balloon bursting test of manhood, young Max is attempting with the open fist technique. A little pectoral squeezing from Philip, and the balloon did blow.

The Guide

So I met this nice fellow who told me that all of my dreams would come true if I started drinking a lot of high proof beer. It seems counter intuitive...but he seemed like a pretty straight forward guy.

Open up and say ahhhhhhh

Everyone's first trip to the dentist should be like this one. The walls were covered in an ocean mural complete with humpback whales, orcas and a stoned-looking octopus. Dinosaurs roamed the waiting room while Nemo and all his friends hung from the ceiling above the exam chair. Max took it all in and decided his room should look just like this one. He opened wide and let the nice hygienist scrape and poke, grind, spray and suction and when it was all over he got a sticker, toothbrush and some kind of squishy fish. The best part is he had three cavities and we get to come back on Thursday for laughing gas, a Novocain shot, drilling and filling! Am I the best mom ever or what??

Vicky's First Bowl

Vicky's First Bowl
Originally uploaded by Mark Yezbick.

Idle Worship, Idol Worship

Since Steve and Michelle threw down the baby name challenge, Dan, Tiffany, and I went on a vision quest. We decided to climb until we reached the sun. There we said our prayers to long lost Sol, and began discussing names. We have concluded that Clarity Sebern is a beautiful handle. The last name Partridge, however is more unusual and hence more memorable. This does of course reinforce the old Patriarchal lineage deal... but then again men do and always will rule the world. On that note, it is worth mentioning that Dan's first choice was actually "Dan", making her name "Clarity Dan". This of course would not follow the old Patriarchal lineage deal. He still maintains that it's the best idea.

We need your help!

As you already know, inside of this belly is a little baby. You may not know this baby is a girl and her name will be Clarity. ( I always did want a little Clarity in my life:)

So, should it be Clarity Sebern or Carity Partridge? We do not want to hyphenate! Even if we did want to hyphenate whose name would be first? We have been having wicked cribbage competitions to try to resolve the issue but now we leave it to you to decide.

Thanks for your help!

Gangstas Spreading Their Wings

The Brenner St. Husslers are on a mission to spread their philosophy across the country. Half are in Maine, while the other half are in Vermont. Though it is good for the world to have them spread out and spreading the good word, we wish that they were back here where they belong. Good luck, and good work.

In the words of Sergio Semunavik, "spread your wings and fly boldly in the direction of your dreams." He has always been a bit melodramatic, but heartfelt.

'Ello my luvlies

Hi Kids, just a shout out from the CA crew. Hope all is well- I did notice the "r" word floating around the Girdwood weather reports, that's not good. I'm adding a bit of writing here from a friend in Fairbanks in an effort to culture you all on the goings on about the state, have a read and keep your tips up,

J

First Trip to Summit Lake

Tiffany, Kate, and Vicki at the top of Summit ridge. It was cold and windy, but a good time.

Sitting on the Edge of the World

Matt Murphy sits looking over the front (roadside) of Magnum last Tuesday. Matt broke trail faster than I could skin up behind him. I suspect some sort of bionic augmentation to his legs...

Life as a Mountain Host

It's a good life. I have enjoyed almost every flake of the 430 inches of snow that has fallen on Alyeska. I am squeezing out every last turn my quads will give me. This will be my last season as a mountain hoe and I can already feel the nostalgia. At the end of each day on my way to my office door, I ski through the little patches of untracked snow and wave goodbye to my friends and I can't help but smile to myself. What a life!

Pictured is me with one of my co-hoes, Gwen.

6582 Corgi Love

6582 Corgi Love
Originally uploaded by Vision Aerie.

Lily's midget relative. Notice the ears are the same size.

Steve goes skiing

Today Steve and I went on what was supposed to be a little ski tour. Steve decided to use touring skis instead of his snow board. It was great entertainment watching this knuckle dragger try to remember how to ski again. The snow here is light and the skies are blue almost everyday. We wish we were in the deep like all of you Girdwood skiers! I bet Moses is really off the team this year.

Same Old, Same Old...

I don't even know what to say any more. Its getting deeper!

Deep, Deep Snow!

I have never seen so much snow in my life. If you add up all the snow I have ever seen, it might not add up to this much. My legs ache, but I can't stop.

Laughing Our Way to Tragedy

280 inches in December, and two feet by the 2nd of January... at what point should we begin to fear being swallowed by the snow. Will we be giggiling and smiling as Girdwood is erased from the earth like the lost continent of Atlantis?

Flying over the Prince William Sound

Flying over the Prince William Sound
Originally uploaded by Mark Yezbick.

One Hour from Anchorage

Greenfield Village

The family went to Holiday of Lights at Greenfield Village, and were taken back in time to Christmas' of yesteryear. There wasn't any pussyfooting around terms like "Christmas" or "Baby Jesus" or any of that, it was straight up Christian Christmas Scene. They still found space to include a Creepy Santa on top of a balcony...would he jump? we didn't stick around to find out.

First Day Open Up Top

Alright, it was only the top of the Tram and not Six... but it was still pretty sweet. I lost a ski on South Face and had to dig for 20 minutes. That hot Mountain Host ended up finding it for me.

Last Light

'Last Light' On White
Originally uploaded by Mark Yezbick.

Remember the sun ?

Nice visit from Mr. Moose

Just when you think you've moved into the suburb of suburbs, sweet old Mr. Moose rambles by to take a nibble on the only tree in the entire neighborhood.

To Girdwood!

Love,
Meeshell

Lest we forget...

Before Annie turned 30, and started losing her memory as all thirty somethings do, she was kind enough to email me this collection of images from our most Hallowed Eve. Thanks Annie, and enjoy a safe trip to Ethiopia !


Mad Monster Party !

Bring Us Snow

Though it was a cold night, the flames kept us warm. Ullr was appeased...although it seems that his gifts are manifested in Man-Made snow this year. I guess times change.

Thankful for Far-Away Friends

Wow, it seems like just yesterday when we were all cutting bread and sucking on a keg at the good old Cervin home. I fondly remember not being able to remember anything the next day. A few things, however, were forever burned into my subconcious, and I have a feeling that about this time of year they will continue to resurface to haunt my dreams. Who can forget Willi's seductive sack lounging, and of course there's the mulleting of our friend Dan. Oh, the good old days. Well, even though we can't be there in person we are there in spirit, I hope you all have a great and snowy Thanksgiving.

We will be hiking through some canyons and stuffing our faces and now that we're eating for three we got an extra big bird. I am excited to be a dad although sometimes I probably look like a deer caught in the headlights...know what I'm reading right now?? What to expect when you're expecting.

Not sure how long we'll be in Flagstaff but you're all welcome, the kegerator is back on-line, hope to catch up with you all soon, and of course have a great T-day!!

Strange site in AZ

The cactus here are HUGE!

Puppy Love

Well, Alice isn't much of a puppy anymore, but she's the first thing on Max's mind when he wakes up in the morning.

Working Hard

or hardly working...you be the judge...

while at work, I came across this page.

Time to lay off the pipe !

Portage

Our trip to Portage for some x-country skiing turned out to be quite fun, and probably the largest number of people I had ever skied with at one time - aside from the ski train. Moses had a fine time, and didnt complain as much as he usually does - I suspect its all in an effort to make it into Party Dudes movie, and get back on the team.

Room With a View

Jerry Stewart's dog Klondike tempting fate for the camera. We are thinking of making our own movie to compete with next year's Teton Gravity Reasearch film. Our film will focus on radical ski dogs running crazy lines chasing tumbling bait. We just have to watch out for those overbearing animal rights watchdog groups... Communist Liberals.

Stationary Precipitation

Inspired by the wonderful weather, Girdwood has taken to the hills. We have had several wonderful days up at Hatchers Pass, and one fantastic adventure down here at Turnagain (my skis are still bleeding).

Good Skiing, good company, good times.

On a personal note, I miss my most constant and dependable ski partner Michele. She has deserted me for a southern climate, a good man, and a swollen belly. I may never forgive her.

Pictured is Jeff (Golden tongue) Hoke on Top of Tincan. For a loud mouthed, silver tongued, philibusterer, the man can certainly ski.

The Northern Lights have seen queer sights...

Sometimes, if you listen close, they whisper back at you...

The fate of our Halloween pumpkin

There's nothing quite like the feeling of having eaten too much pumpkin pie at 10:00 at night. Max and I polished off over half of this bad boy and a good deal of whip cream as well. I went to bed with a full, but slightly upset stomach and Max had dreams of orange moons and snow that tastes like vanilla. Good times...