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Eleanor T. Culling, born in Massachusetts, grew up and taught choral music for 20 years in Michigan. After her husband died, she moved to Leavenworth in 1982 and owned a retail busi-ness, Images, Sounds and Rub-ber Stamps II, until 1999.

Now retired from that and a web design business, she has

much more time for both pho-tography and travel.

“I think that fall is the best season for photography in the north central region of our state,” she said. “Every spring and fall I go up the White River drainage, north of Lake Wenatchee, to visit the falls and for hikes both to the left and right at the end of the road. A few side trips are available off the main road as well — where this photo was taken.”

For more about Eleanor, see an art sketch on her on page 39 in this issue.

For more of her photos, visit www.eleanorstravels.com.

On the cOverChad Hurst took this photo-

graph of Mark Lindman and his wife, Amy, on the site where vol-unteers are beginning construc-tion of a wheelchair-friendly home for the injured bicyclist.

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Grandma Cassidy might not approveMy grandmother had a rule

for visitors in the house where I grew up: No discussing religion or politics.

This rule made sense because we had a very diverse family.

Uncle Gordon was proud to admit to being a “card-carrying member of the Communist Party” (this during the 1950s and early 1960s during the “Red Scare” years) who advocated breaking up the large timber companies into 40-acre plots to be handed out freely to the public.

Uncle Oscar, on the other hand, was a tight-fisted farmer who — once seeing a county road grader smoothing the ruts in the public gravel road that ran past our home — said the government shouldn’t spend money to maintain highways. “People should take their own shovels and pickups and repair the roads in front of their places. We don’t need the government to do it.”

Uncle Oscar also had an interesting idea about paying taxes. On the day when the local county assessor was coming out to evaluate his personal prop-erty, he ran his cattle across the river to the neighbor’s place. When the assessor went to the neighbor’s, the neighbor ran his and Oscar’s cattle back across the river to Oscar’s land.

Uncle Frank was a union orga-nizer, and Uncle Chet worked all of his life in a local brickyard for not much more than minimum wage and believed unions were too powerful.

And religion, well, that was stranger yet.

Interestingly enough, take these two topics off the table,

and the family got along very well.

Fascinating human interest stories flowed, usually helped along by the food my grand-mother cooked on the old stove in the corner because that was her second rule: Insist that any-one who came in the front door had something to eat.

My grandmother’s first rule seems like a good idea for The Good Life because we are not here to advocate or expound one particular cause over another, but to entertain and perhaps in-spire readers to try new adven-tures of their own.

So, why then are we publish-ing a story in this issue about Matt Erickson whose strong political views have him going door-to-door in a red, white and blue Colonial suit, espousing his beliefs on life, liberty and the U.S. Constitution?

First of all, because if you see him walking the streets in his period costume, you want to know: “What’s that guy’s story?”

And second, he writes with a nice touch of self-deprecating humor, an element sadly miss-ing by advocates on both the left and the right these days.

But mostly, because as Matt conveys early in his story, there comes a time in life when if you want to do something with the years you have left on this planet, you had better get out there and do it.

And that is one message we do stand behind with every issue of The Good Life.

Be committed. Enjoy The Good Life.

— Mike

EdITOr’S NOTES MIKE CASSIDY

>> CONTENTS>>

Features

8 A WHALE OF A GOOD TIME IN ALASKAPhotographer Al Piecka goes on a small ship charter where he gets up close and personal with wildlife

11 CLIMBING KILIMANJARORoger Bumps told his daughter they would one day go to Africa — he kept his promise and reached the summit of the continent

14 BuILDING A HOME FOR MARKWhat started as a church project to build a home for injured cyclist Mark Lindman snowballed into a community house raising

16 HOT FuN ON THE ICEVery nice people take up the sport of curling

18 HERE COMES THE RED COATMatt Erickson decided to take his political beliefs door-to-door — and he found just the uniform to walk in

20 LEGEND OF THE PROP-MANMany a local Boy Scout has heard the story and then shivered in his sleeping bag through the dark night

22 At Home witH tHe Good Life• Builder creates a just-right home for himself• Favorite things, with Robyn Skaar of Willow• Remodel opens kitchen to light and communication

Columns & Departments30 June Darling: Why being thankful is so hard31 Alex on wine: The why of local wine prices32 Bonnie Orr: On the road in Transylvania34 The traveling doctor: Yes, adults can get this disease35-39 Events, The Art Life & a Dan McConnell cartoon40 History: John A. Gellatly was good for Wenatchee42 Check it out: It’s cool to be a bird watcher

page 5 SEEING FRANCE FROM A BIKE SEAT


can a Klutz enjOy the GOOd life On a BiKe thrOuGh france?

By jim russell

My wife Karen proposed a four-day REI bike tour through the relatively flat Loire Valley southeast of Paris, famous for wines and classic chateaus of royal families.

Four days was three-and-a-half days longer than this 69-year-old klutz had done, but

it was an irresistible good life experience.

Day one we left Bloise at 8:45 a.m., shattering my hope for a slow start on a serene ride over country roads. We squeezed by commuters idling diesel en-gines, plunged past pedestrians walking on cobblestones and rolled around a roundabout to the Loire River.

Scenery improved my mood. We rode past wildlife on the river and an immaculate cot-tage aglow with blossoms. We entered a forest canopy in the national park surrounding Chambord, the largest chateau in France.

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ABOVE: Bikers approach Chateau de Chambord, built in the mid-1500s. RIGHT: Bicyclists enjoy the shade and serenity of numerous forested trails like this one near Chateau de Troussay.


Each chateau was unique with elaborate grounds, period architecture and thousands of artifacts managed by the French museum. For centuries artists produced tapestries, paintings, tableware and figurines. Wood-workers carved intricate de-signs in cabinets, canopy beds, floors, moldings and banisters. I imagined the pride of artisans whose work adorned a chamber in the chateau dominating their village.

We ate lunch in Brocioux,

a tiny hamlet where 17 of us would’ve overwhelmed the local cafe. Alyn, our van driver, cov-ered a picnic table with warm French bread, salmon, cheeses, fruit, vegetables, local red wines and a circular block of tomme de savoir, an aged cheese made only at his family’s restaurant. I snoozed on the grass. Charlie, our back-up guide, said, “Just like a Frenchman and his nap.”

We slept in a gîte, a farmhouse converted to an inn for tourists. France subsidized farmhouse conversions to stimulate the rural economy beginning in 1950. Our room’s décor matched my college apartment, but an ex-quisite dinner more than made up for it. Besides, after riding 35 miles in four hours, I fell asleep quickly while Karen snuggled with her Kindle.

Day two began with a shuttle to the Cher River spanned by

the Chenonceau Chateau with an Italian garden maze de-signed by Catherine de Medici. Afterward, we headed uphill to farmlands, leading to questions about advertising this as flat land. I vowed to ride up every hill. Foolish me.

We became comfortable with our bikes and roads. I rode a Trek Gendarme, Karen a Trek Elite. Unlike my 21-gear bike

at home, this one had 24 gears that required practice to shift up with finger pulls and down with thumb pushes. Bike-tour signs at intersections gave directions. We fanned out at individual paces.

That day I lagged behind to watch us snake through the country. However, I got lost in a village. I turned onto a street at a sign but should have turned

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Jim Russell is relieved he made it to the moat surrounding Chateau du Cham-bord.

Guides arrange a lunch feasts of salmon, chunks of special cheeses, meats, fruits, vegetables, french bread and, of course, local wines.

I snoozed on the grass. Charlie, our back-up guide, said, “Just like a Frenchman and his nap.”


more sharply onto a narrow path next to a locked gate on a private driveway. Ten minutes later I was alone at the edge of town with no sign out of, or into it. I headed back to the last sign and saw Charlie searching for me. He said, “You did the right thing. Turn around when you’re lost.”

It’s comforting to possess two survival instincts for a bike tour in France: return to the last sign when lost and take naps.

In Amboise, we visited the estate where Leonardo da Vinci lived his last three years. At an outdoor cafe I ate a hot goat-cheese salad and chocolate

éclair while we sipped local wines.

Tours, a major city, was the most harrowing part of the trip when we had to detour into it. First, Karen and I stepped inside a bathroom kiosk on the street while others waited. She sat down and I pressed the button, ouvert, to lock the door, but it opened. I quickly stepped out-side, hit the close, and jumped back in.

Then our lead guide, David, led 12 of us through wet roads in rush hour traffic jammed with drivers not happy to see us. An appetizer of aspic and pork cheeks soothed the memories.

Day three began with a down-pour drumming on our window. While I donned rain gear over my REI gel underwear, Karen announced she didn’t need mascara or eye shadow. She was right.

The day went well. The rain stopped within three miles. Three of us shared the lead into the wind with Karen tucked

We rolled past vineyards, apple orchards, sunflower fields, poplar tree farms and strawberry patches.

behind our wheels. We rolled past vineyards, apple orchards, sunflower fields, poplar tree farms and strawberry patches. One Frenchman energized Karen with a thumbs-up when she topped a rise. People called out, “Where you from?”

At dinner David recom-mended the sweetest wine I’ve ever tasted, so I asked its name. David’s a photographer for wine magazines, so he gave me my wine lesson for the trip: Le Vent Fleuri, the vintner was Jean Christoph de Pelletier and the region was Domaine des B’eguaires in Chinon on the south side of the Vienne River. Since it was too sweet to meet Chinon standards, they called it a Touraine. I haven’t seen it at Costco.

Our last day I was anxious because we faced the toughest ride with two hills. We enjoyed a second picnic at Candes-St. Martin, rated the most scenic village in France. Instead of my nap Karen lured me up a hike to

see the confluence of the Loire and Vienne rivers.

That afternoon on the last hill I mis-shifted into the highest major gear and ground to a halt. My timing was off without my nap. Frustrated, I marched past another bike-pusher with my speedometer reading 2.5 mph. He said, “Hey, you’re passing me and I’m five years younger.”

That was my one sprint vic-tory — walking uphill at 2.5 miles per hour.

That night Karen and I ate sea bass prepared with different recipes so elaborate the guides couldn’t translate. We didn’t care. We’d covered 130 beauti-ful miles in 13.5 hours over four days, with an amiable group, knowledgeable guides and passers-by cheering us on.

So this klutz bumbled through again.

The next day I fell asleep on the train ride to Paris and didn’t finish our tour plans, which caused problems. But that’s an-other story.


United States and home to griz-zly bears, black bears, mountain goats, eagles, whales, sea lions, wolves and more. There would be no tourist ports and shopping as the boat anchors each night in small bays rather than going to traditional cruising ports.

Carol and I have always thought about going on an Alas-kan cruise but never liked the idea of going with more people than lived in our home towns combined. We are not big on shopping in the tourist ports. And as a photographer, I saw no opportunities to add to my portfolio from six stories up on a ship deck.

The small boat cruise met all my expectations and more for getting photos that I wanted. The small group size and sleek profile and maneuverability of our boat gave us great access to places the larger cruise ships

cannot get into. Our itinerary was flexible and

our captain would stop whenev-er we saw anything interesting and wanted to spend more time. We spent much of our time in either the kayaks or inflatable skiffs or going ashore to hike along the glaciers, forest trails and shorelines.

One of the events we got to witness was a dozen or so hump-back whales bubble net feeding — from an inflatable sometimes not more than 50 feet away. We watched them for over an hour. Seeing a group of 40-ton whales from what appeared to be about the length of one whale is an interesting experience to say the least.

If you are not familiar with bubble net feeding, it is a dis-play that appears to be choreo-graphed by Hollywood produc-ers.

Several pods of humpbacks

teXt and PhOtOs By al PiecKa

The crack like that of a dozen rifle shots rang out and our guide yelled, “Oh my, there it goes! There it goes!”

A wall of ice about 250 feet tall and 100-plus feet wide began, as if in slow motion, to slide into the bay. Glacier Bay’s Margerie Glacier had just given birth to an iceberg.

The splash shot water 40 to 50 feet in the air, and a miniature tsunami about six to eight feet high slowly rolled under our 16-foot inflatable.

It all started one afternoon in Juneau when 22 people from around the country walked aboard the 120-foot Safari Quest to begin our eight-day wilder-ness cruise with champagne and smiles from the crew.

We would meander through the largest national forest in the

a WHALE of a good shoot

in ALASKA

Whales swam and dove within 50 feet of an inflatable boat of tourists.

Seeing a group of 40-ton whales from what appeared to be about the length of one whale is an interesting experience to say the least.


will combine to put on the per-formance. It is interesting that only the humpback whales in southwest Alaska perform this maneuver. It is not known how and why only these whales hunt in this manner.

The communication between them is amazing as we were able to listen to them by using the hydrophone brought on the skiff by the guide.

The whales gather on the

surface in something like an organized parade until one would arch its back, raising its fluke out of the water and start a deep dive. One by one the others would follow all along commu-nicating to each other by vari-ous sounds heard through the hydrophone.

The one apparently leading the hunt would begin a pat-tern of sounds gradually getting louder and louder. The “leader” whale would begin emitting a series of bubbles in a large circu-lar pattern.... which was visible to us as well as a large group of gulls that flew to the center of the circle. The edge of one pat-tern was not more than 20 feet


Humpback whales engage in bubble net feeding, where whales swim in a circle while letting out bubbles that trap herring. Then the whales all rise up at once, with mouths open, to feed on the herring. Meanwhile, seagulls fly overhead looking for scraps.


from our skiff. Then simultaneously as if

on cue, the whole group of whales would rise out of the water about a half body length, mouths wide open collecting all the herring trapped in the “net” of bubbles.

The birds apparently got the herring that get killed or stunned and left behind by the whales. Then, as if written in a script, the whole show would start again with the whales swimming maybe 50 to 100 yards to a new location and the deep dive would begin a new hunt.

On a couple of occasions, as the lead whale began the loud continuous sound and the bubble circle, it would begin a “chirping” sound and all the whales would slowly rise to the surface and begin over as if the leader had called off the hunt. The communication occurring between the whales is astound-ing.

On another occasion, we spot-ted a pod of four Orcas about a mile away splashing on the surface — apparently hunting.

After about 10 minutes they appeared to take a bead on our boat and began to swim straight at us. All four, three adults and one calf, came close enough

to the boat that we could have touched them as they passed under the bow. They then dove and swam straight off not to

give us another chance to see them.

We laughed and said it must have been the Chamber of Com-merce pod trained to excite visi-tors. Over the next few days we saw several other pods but never anything that close again... but close enough to get some good photos.

Along with the whales, we saw seals, sea lions, sea otters, mountain goats and a number of birds including puffins, oyster catchers, eagles and many oth-ers.

We saw only one brown bear but saw numerous tracks on our shore hikes so we knew they

were there. Another group we talked to later saw eight bears feeding on a dead whale carcass. There was no one home when we went by.

The park ranger at Glacier Bay told us the wolves were also seen feeding on the carcass, which was estimated by the ranger to have weighed about 40 tons. It was relegated to a bunch of bones and some remaining blub-ber when we floated by.

The ranger told us the bones were to remain in place on the beach and not collected as souvenirs except for a piece of the jaw which was to be used to study the whale.

Along with a very nice collec-tion of over 2,000 photographs and about five or six extra pounds, the trip was everything we expected and more. The 22 people were a kick and we spent the evenings playing crazy card games and charades.

The crew said we, without a doubt, were the loudest and most energetic group of the year. Most of the crew at one time or another even joined us in the evenings for the games.


CRACK! A chunk of ice breaks off Margerie Glacier in Glacier Bay.

A seal swims past to see what the humans are up to.

WHALE of a good shoot


By rOGer BumPs

On the fifth day of our climb of Mount Kilimanjaro, we reached Arrow Camp at 15,977 feet, the last camp before we were to head up the Western Breech.

Breathing was getting harder as the air thinned — and a vari-ety of intestinal conditions were cropping up among our party. We gained 1,100 feet today and

our bodies are adapting. The drug diamox helps with

the altitude sickness and a slow pace contributes to our acclima-tization. We can clearly see the breech, our route for the summit climb tomorrow.

The Western Breech route looks like an absolute rock face and very steep. It is a shorter summit route, but more diffi-cult, and consequently, climbed by fewer people.

I can see no route up it but our head guide Paul keeps telling us it will be “a piece of chocolate,” he means “piece of cake.” Food, by the way, has no appeal at this altitude, but we force ourselves to eat as we need the calories.

We head to bed with the Western Breech, Crater Camp, perhaps the summit climb and 19,340 feet waiting for us tomor-row. We will climb before sun-rise to get up the breech before

the sun hits it, which can cause rocks to fall making it very dan-gerous.

Mount Kilimanjaro in Tanza-nia is the highest mountain on the African continent and the world’s highest freestanding mountain. Our party consists of six of us with ages ranging from my daughter Katie at 31 to Lloyd Berry, Wenatchee, at 72 years young. Also with us is Kevin


On top of old

Kilimanjaro

The first day of the climb began by head-ing up through the rain forest. The hikers went through five climate zones before reaching the top.

A porter slides down the scree, kicking up dust, after reaching the

summit.


able. Once we begin climbing we will shed some layers as body temperature goes up.

Off we went in single file with headlamps pointing to the feet of the person in front of each of us.

It wasn’t long before Kelly began to have significant trouble with the altitude. Paul took her pack and encouraged us all onward. I think Kelly suf-fered more than any of us, but through determination, encour-agement and a strong will, com-pleted all parts of the climb.

Kennedy, Wenatchee, his friend Sam, Seattle, and Katie’s friend Kelly, Salem. We had just spent the last five days hiking through five climate zones to reach the final camp before our ascent to the summit.

When Katie was in high school we talked of going to Af-rica. I told her we’d think about that after she graduated from college. Climbing a mountain wasn’t what I had in mind, but after discussing it with Kevin we decided why not add a little

It wasn’t long before we got into the rocks of the Western Breech. It reminded me of the rock cliffs along the highway past Rock Island Dam.

Several times I looked back and thought: “How in the heck did we get here?” We ascended slowly step-by-step, being careful not to dislodge rocks that would be a great danger to climbers below us.

I usually kept my eyes on the next step or two as looking up could have been a bit daunting. At times we would drop our hik-ing poles and scramble up on all fours. All the while our amazing porters slowly passed us with

challenge to the trip. Another motivation came

from my uncle Frank’s 1954 jour-nal of his climb up Kilimanjaro. While our equipment is better, he did it at 29 and I’m just a few months away from 60.

Day six is the biggie.I slept a little fitfully last night

and awoke about 3:30 a.m. to get started. It’s very cold at this al-titude and has been for a couple days. Sometimes we awaken with ice in our tent, but we have good bags and warm clothes that keep us generally comfort-


Tackling the Western Breech near the crater rim at 18,700 feet is a matter of climbing up rock cliffs.

Kilimanjaro glacier looms tall in the crater near the summit. “People asked me when did we hit snow,” said Roger. “I tell them we didn’t.”

Another motivation came from my uncle Frank’s 1954 journal of his climb up Kilimanjaro.


heavy loads on their backs or heads.

We got a bit of a lift as it got light and the sun came up on the horizon. Up and up we con-tinued, occasionally stopping for water, a quick snack or just to catch our breath as we headed for the crater rim.

We finally neared the top after about five hours and I thought I could see porters waiting to encourage us to the rim. I kept my eyes lowered and climbed so as not to make a mistake — and I just didn’t want to look before I got there.

Finally, there was the top with Paul and others waiting for us with open arms! The feeling of exhilaration and accomplish-ment flowed over us as we all hugged.

The crater is immense with glaciers and a gritty sand-like surface of volcanic rock. We took photos and celebrated, but we still had the steep 600-foot climb on the opposite side of the crater to reach the summit. We all said, “Let’s do it.”

An hour later we had negoti-ated the loose rock called scree and finally stood on the top of Africa at Uhuru Peak — 19,340 feet.

We took photos, shook hands and enjoyed the moment. We had made it. The elevation gain had been almost 3,500 feet that day. I hugged Katie and knew that our relationship had deep-ened even further as we experi-enced this adventure together.

We slept in the crater that night, then packed up and headed down the opposite side in the morning.

We passed a long line of climbers making their way up

the scree towards the summit. Most were very somber with

heads down and blank expres-sions. Some were aided by guides carrying packs or even being pushed or pulled towards the top.

As the day progressed, we saw three or four groups of porters with severely sick climbers be-ing transported on gurneys to lower altitudes and the hospital. Our descent that day would be 9,000 feet.

The last day we continued down through the rain forest to our final destination. Hiking down was also a challenge, cer-tainly a different set of muscles to discover.

As we completed the descent, porters greeted us singing Afri-can songs of celebration.

I went to Kilimanjaro to make a memory.

I received not one memory but many and as I contemplate three generations of the Bumps family climbing this mountain. I won-der if maybe my uncle Frank’s grandchild or maybe even my own will make it the fourth.

I hugged Katie and knew that our relationship had deepened even further as we experienced this adventure together.

Made it! Roger Bumps pumps his fists, surrounded by the other hikers and the guides at Uhuru Peak, elevation 19,340 feet.


Rising from the ashesfrOm families tO cOnstructiOn PrOfessiOns, vOlunteers eaGerly lend a hand tO Build a wheelchair-friendly hOme fOr injured Bicyclist

By darel ansley

At this time of year, Mark Lindman would normally be riding his bike and enjoying the autumn colors; however in July, Mark, the IT Manager at Alcoa, was severely injured in a cycling accident.

As a result, he is paralyzed from the chest down and now requires an electric wheelchair for mobility.

Wheelchair life not only elimi-

nates cycling, but is also in-compatible with the Lindman’s split-level home, so their fellow members at Grace Covenant Church resolved to pull together and build a new house to meet Mark’s accessibility needs.

Once the project was an-nounced, many of Mark’s co-workers at Alcoa stepped for-ward offering to help with the cause. “It’s the right thing to do,” has been an oft repeated com-ment.

The home will feature one-level living with extra room

throughout the master bed and bath for easier mobility.

All doorways will be wider, giving him access to every room in the house. Countertops in the kitchen and bath will also have portions at a height to allow the wheelchair to slide under, while allowing Mark to have his arms above.

The greater Wenatchee com-munity has erupted with enthu-siasm to help make this home a reality.

Most evenings and every weekend, the jobsite is a hive

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Volunteers install tubing for radiant heat in the floors of a home being built for Mark and Amy Lindman.

Mark and Amy Lindman: Volunteers jump in to help injured bicyclist.


of activity with families show-ing up to help with digging and hauling, working alongside construction professionals.

People come and go bringing food or coffee and snacks, and on one recent day, 23 fellow stu-dents of the Lindman’s daughter put in a full day hauling over 1,000 concrete blocks.

Word is spreading rapidly; as the volunteer coordinator, I walked into a pizza restaurant and was greeted with an en-thusiastic “We’re going to paint that house for you!” from a local painting contractor.

Mark Mulhall, a local builder and fellow church member, took on the design and construction planning phase of the project.

Due to the small size of the church, Mark knew several skills would need to be contracted; for instance, there are no excavators or electricians at Grace Cov-enant Church.

Repeatedly, as a need arises, so does the answer. Joe Roberts of Roberts Construction, saw Mark

Mulhall measuring the Lind-man’s lot across the street from

his own jobsite. Upon hearing about the project, he responded, “I’ll dig that hole.” In 24 hours, excavation was underway.

This generosity saved the Lindman’s thousands of dollars.

While Mark’s accident is tragic, his attitude is not.

He declined full disability and instead plans to continue work-ing to provide for his family.

He did not take the easy choice. Life in an electric wheelchair with a severe spi-nal cord injury will still be a

daily struggle; fortunately with a technological career and a caring employer, modifications will be made at Alcoa so he can persevere.

It’s this “rising from the ashes” attitude that is contagious.

To see the construction progress, and to volunteer or donate materials, go

to www.thelindmanproject.word-press.com.

Darel Ansley is a construction and mortgage lender at Peoples Bank and a member of Grace Covenant Church.

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Throwing rocks at housescurlinG is a sPOrt Of cOOl ice and warm cOmPetitOrs

By Katherine helGeland

Roger Carlson was channel surfing when he came upon a reality show that caught his eye. The challenge was for the contestant to throw a rock into the house — curling lingo for sliding a 42-pound granite stone on the ice toward a target.

When the contestant finally succeeded, he enthused, “This game is great! We have to get it going back in America.” It had been 35 years since Roger last curled but this re-minded him of the fun he had curling when he was a teenager and prompted him to get the sport started in Wenatchee.

There were plans for a new ice arena in Wenatchee, so he went to the Sports Coun-cil with the suggestion to include curling. “They told me to go down to the old rink and get it started. So I did.”

Roger had not intended to spearhead an effort to get curling started in Wenatchee but his desire “to just throw a few rocks” prompted him to do just that. With the sup-port of Dick Lyons, manager of the old ice rink, and a handful of curling enthusiasts, the Wenatchee Curling Club was born.

In the four years since, Roger has become even more enthusiastic about the game. “What I like about curling is that people of all shapes and sizes can do well. And when you see your opponent do a good shot, you congratulate them. When somebody makes a good shot, everybody appreciates it, whether you’re on that team or you’re an opponent. That leads to a good atmosphere on the ice.

“Since I’ve started this endeavor,” he con-tinued, “I’ve met 495 nice people and maybe three less nice people. I think a lot of people in the sport have a quiet passion for it.”

Experienced curlers are happy to help out and encourage new curlers. This is true on and off the ice.

When the Wenatchee Curling Club was organizing, Roger called an expert curler from Bismarck, N.D. to ask him about curl-

ing rocks. “He told me the complete history of curling rocks — from the time the granite was still liquid, through the time it was first quarried in England, up to the present day. I just wanted to know what kind of curling rocks to buy but I appreciated his passion and willingness to take the time to help me out.”

Roger said he likes the aspect that every-body on the team participates in every shot. “You are constantly moving.”

There are four players on a team. The skip develops strategy and calls the shot. One player throws the rock. Two players sweep the rock. In really fun games, both teams are making their shots, strategy is constantly changing, and the winner isn’t decided until the final shot of the game.

Curling is more exciting and challenging than a newcomer to the sport might expect.

Roger Carlson launches a 42-pound granite stone towards it target.


“Curling is easy to learn but difficult to master,” said Roger. “When people at our level make shots, it’s even more fun than at the professional level. There it can get a little boring because those players are so good. But occasionally they make a shot that is just out of this world.”

A year ago, Roger participated in a bonspeil (curling tourna-ment) in McCall, Idaho. Roger had made some shots, missed some shots, and had a good time — and now was on the sidelines watching the championship game.

Playing for first were a group of sons versus a group of fathers. The sons were ahead but the fathers were in good position to tie the game with a rock in scoring position and guards out front to protect it. The sons had the last throw.

Roger expected the player to do a finesse shot, curling around the guard rocks to try and nudge the scoring rock just enough to replace it and score one point.

The shooting player’s team all urged him to do the finesse shot — the “come around.”

Instead, the player did a very difficult and dangerous shot, requiring power and precision, which blasted the scoring rock out of play and left the sons scoring three points. Game over. When asked why he didn’t do the safer shot, this very young player responded, “I could have done the come around, but where’s the nostalgia in that?”

“Curling is a good fit for me because I don’t take myself too seriously,” said Roger. “I like to play and curling is play for all ages. I think curlers have more fun.” It’s not hard to find the nostalgia in that.

Katherine Helgeland is married to Roger Carlson and new to the sport of curling. When Roger tells people

about curling and that he likes “sweeping,” Katherine wishes that he

liked sweeping at home.

Curling is an ice sport that originated in Scotland in the 16th century.

It is played by teams who take turns sliding 42 pound rocks at a target at the opposite end of a sheet of ice.

As the rock travels down the ice, team members use brooms to sweep the path in front of the rock to control its speed and direction. Besides the physical benefits derived from delivering the rock and sweeping it, curling offers a mental workout. The strategies employed to outwit the other team have led to curling being called “chess on ice”.

The game is played by two teams of four players each equipped with eight stones. The circular stones are pol-ished granite and weigh about 42 pounds and have a handle on the top. Alternating with

a player from the other team, each team member takes up a position in a foothold (the “hack”) at one end of the ice and propels a stone to the op-posite end of the ice sheet.

The team captain, or “skip,” directs the game strategy by indicating to the delivering player where the stone should lie when it stops moving. The other two players assist by sweeping with brooms in front of the stone in order to clean the ice and warm it so that the stone travels further.

The game is called curling because, when releasing the stone, the player turns the han-dle about 1/4 turn clockwise or counterclockwise (depending upon the desired direction of the curl). This causes the stone to travel in a curved trajectory down the ice.

The curling motion gives

greater control of the rock and allows it to be positioned behind other stones.

After all 16 stones have been delivered (called an “end”), the team with one or more stones sitting closer to the button than any of the op-posing team’s stones wins the end, with each of those stones counting for one point. A typi-cal game is 8 or 10 ends long, about 2 to 2 1/2 hours of play.

The Wenatchee Curling Club offers “Learn to Curl” sessions as well as weekly league play. You can find members curling most Sunday evenings at the Town Toyota Center, 5 p.m. - 7:30 p.m., October - March.

For more information send an e-mail to [email protected] or check out the Wenatchee Curling Club’s website at http://www.wenatcheecurlingclub.com.

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By matt ericKsOn

As the old saying goes: Life is what happens while you are busy planning something else.

Life can be difficult to decipher as it is unfolding, especially when it runs con-trary to one’s plans.

If one is paying close attention, perhaps something could be done to avert disaster at the early stages of mounting contrary evidence. Of course, if you are like me, it will take a brick wall crashing down upon you before you realize that you should have taken an about-face and reversed your course far earlier.

A lot has changed in my life in the past year. In December of 2009, my stepson and I closed our cabinet shop of five years due to too much indebtedness and too little profitable work (if I had only listened to that little voice of reason… no, not my conscience, but my wife screaming at the top of her lungs).

What we had spent years building up, we methodically dismantled in short order. After liquidating our assets, often for only pennies on the dollar, “things” matter to me much less now. I value time — time to spend on activities that matter most to me.

Raising awareness of threats to individ-ual liberty and limited government is very important to me. As my grandchildren sit on my lap as I am writing today, I find it difficult to reconcile what the past few generations have allowed to threaten this great American nation and worry that this youngest generation will not be allowed the same or better opportunities than we of my generation faced.

I cannot help but feel that America is at the crossroads of great change, and not for what I had hoped.

Many people of opposing viewpoint on limited government have told me over the years that I “should be committed.” Though I may have chosen to understand their rec-ommendation differently than they likely intended, I cannot be anything other.

That brings us to my activities today. Be-sides writing on liberty and the U.S. Consti-tution, I have been doorbelling my neigh-bors, many of whom I had never before met. In order to make a “committed” first impres-

Matt Erickson in his outfit: “A downfall of choosing red is that it was the traditional color of the British forces seeking to curtail American efforts at independence. A number of homeowners have thus asked if I portray a British ‘Redcoat.’ If the opportunity presents, I explain that my frock is a civilian-style coat, all one color; while the British uniform of the era had off-white trim, blue facing, elaborate button stitching, and was cut much dif-ferently. Neither am I carrying a musket or firelock with bayonet or sword (imagine the stares if I did). Mostly, though, I just say no, that though I wear a red coat, I am not a Redcoat.”

Photo by Pam Erickson

REd-COATEd mESSEnGER

sion, I am wearing what my four-year old granddaughter affectionately calls my “silly costume” — my red, white and blue colonial patriot outfit.

I wear a long red frock coat, ruffled white shirt, and blue waistcoat vest. My breeches (pants which stop just below the knee) and long stockings are also white. I top off my outfit with my black, fur-felt “tricorn” hat and finish it off with brass-buckled, black shoes. In my haversack side bag is my collec-

tion of handouts: a pocket-sized constitu-tion booklet, four-inch by six-inch Ameri-can flag, and some reference material for the Patriot Corps and the Foundation For Liberty.

There are a number of potential down-falls, unfortunately, in choosing red for the coat. The first is that it would serve as the brightest target for those so inclined (no attempts yet, thankfully).

After knocking on my first thousand doors, I have deduced that there is yet another missing link in the evolutionary chain, as dogs are clearly related to bulls; free-range dogs charge at my coat when-ever the opportunity presents, as if it were the red cape held by a matador.

I feel compelled at this point to posit that believing dogs color-blind is a mas-sive, left-wing government conspiracy espoused by the liberal media, designed to lull patriot-attired people into complacen-cy when choosing their clothing colors.

This is so government bureaucrats ra-tioning health care can deny them treat-ment from rabid dog bites, hoping to limit the number of offspring from those who don’t take their carbon footprint seriously, who would otherwise transmit such views through their “jeans” to an irresponsibly large family.

So far, though, dogs’ barks have proven worse than their bite and the first nip didn’t pierce the skin. Oh yes, I forgot to mention earier that I carry a walking stick, which also serves as a handy canine-blocking device. The stick is quite effec-tive at thwarting the liberals’ devilish, population-control tactics (though per-haps not as effective as my wife’s method of “get off me”).

Walking down the street, I wave to pass-ers-by who look at me somewhere between amazement and indifference.

Surprisingly enough, even a 16-year-old-ish young man listening to rap noise (I mean music) will stop and ask me what is going on. His curiosity at my “commitment” provides me a brief opportunity to hand him and others like him a packet of information and urge them to study the Constitution and reflect upon what a blessed privilege it is to be born an American.

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Of course, not all I talk with were born here or are even in the U.S. legally, so I should add in the appropriate disclaimer for the latter, “What a blessing it has become for them that they chose a competent coyote to help them cross the border (here we are back again to canines — see how intertwined conspira-cies can become!).

I hear the occasional screech of tires as I walk down the side-walk as a driver does a double take, rolls down the window and asks what in the world I am do-ing. So far, thankfully, no “bang” has followed the screech. I wave early at oncoming cars, so driv-ers have more time to assess the situation and be less likely to cause an accident.

I had never before been in the position whereby a stranger would ask to take my picture; now it happens up to a half-doz-en times in a single afternoon as I walk the streets of Wenatchee.

One of the more memorable comments on my attire came in early October from a gentle-man with extensive Halloween decorations in his yard who had just returned from a trip to Get-tysburg. Evidently on the tour of that Civil War battlefield, his guide explained that many peo-ple there report seeing ghosts of the war dead. The startled homeowner relayed that his first thought when he saw me was that a ghost had followed him home (note to self: Consider

getting a tanning appointment before Halloween).

As I knock on the doors of strangers, a few invite me in and begin building a friendship. Others take a quick look at my get-up and tell me to “get out.” Some want no part of what I am “selling;” many others seem ea-ger to listen, and quite a number take the opportunity to voice a few concerns of their own.

I suppose there is a certain amount of risk of being viewed as a “crackpot” by doing some-

thing out of the ordinary, some-thing no “normal” person would willingly choose to do.

To me, however, it is a “com-mitment” thing: Why would I not take every opportunity possible to help my grandchil-dren have a wonderful future? Why would I not try to restore these United States of America as a bright beacon of liberty in a world all too full of darkness and despair?

I have little idea what tomor-row may actually bring; and I

I suppose there is a certain amount of risk of being viewed as a “crackpot” by doing something out of the ordinary, something no “normal” person would willingly choose to do.

may well get it wrong if I make extensive plans for it.

Yet that cannot provide me with sufficient excuse to evade the responsibility of trying to make life a little more just while properly oriented at liberty, at least to the extent of my limited means and ability.

God Bless America, land where we are free to be committed.

Matt Erickson is the founder and president of the Foundation For Lib-

erty and the Patriot Corps.


stOry tO scare yOunG scOuts BecOmes mOre real as the niGht darKens

By chucK drOnen

Prop-man is alive and well, at least in the minds and imagina-tions of young scouts.

Like many campfire stories told from one generation to the next, they really take on a fan-tastic life of their own. This is true for the Prop-man tale based partially on truth and partially on the creativity of Scout-a-vista summer camp staff circa 1960.

In this story the truth lies in an event that took place on a stormy September night in 1944. Flight crew 22, flying a B-24 Liberator - Heavy Bomber on a routine training mission from the Walla Walla Army Air Corp Base, was lost and off course somewhere over the Wenatchee mountains.

Tragically, due to visibility, fog and navigational issues, the aircraft crashed into the rocky basalt cliffs 500 yards below the crest of Mission Ridge.

Quoting the plaque that me-morializes this event, “Around 8 p.m. the Beehive Lookout reported hearing the drone of a plane’s engine as it passed directly overhead. Within mo-

ments a fire was seen faintly il-luminating the fog, alerting the lookout that the plane had prob-ably crashed… The next morning when a rescue party reached the rocky bowl they found pieces of wreckage strewn hundreds of yards across the slope and the bodies of all six crew members were found.”

The preceding paragraphs above recount a tragic wartime accident, but in this true-life event were the makings of a classic local campfire yarn well known and repeated by North Central Washington Scouts for more than 50 years. Thus the 1944 bomber crash spawned the Legend of the Prop-man.

“There were no survivors or were there?” This was the ques-tion posed to me and fellow scouts one sultry evening while sitting around the Scout-a-vista campfire bowl during the sum-mer of 1966. As a brand new Troop 1 scout and recent sixth grade graduate, I was hanging on the storyteller’s every word.

He went on to say that based on reliable information there was a big cover up to this tragic story. According to our trusted camp counselor, Flight 22 had been carrying top-secret war documents that under no cir-cumstance could be known to the general public.

The recovery crew actually gathered up everything of a sen-

sitive nature, filled the fuselage with TNT, then blew the plane to smithereens. Curiously, all of the crew bodies were accounted for except the tail turret gun-ner. From what the rescue crew could determine, a word must have gone out from the captain to abandon ship. It appeared that the tail gunner was the only one to parachute out.

Then, even more curiously, it looked like the gunner must have hit the ground at the same time the B-24 crashed. From the crash site it was evident that a piece of propeller had zig zagged across the ground towards the gunner who was obviously lying on the ground tangled in his parachute. At the tail gunner’s location the rescue party found a pool of blood and the para-chute but the tail gunner and the prop were missing. They followed a trail of blood into the underbrush but never could find or recover the body.

Now the camp councilor paused to see what effect his story was having on his very young and very attentive audi-ence. He went on, “I’d like to say that that’s the end of my story but there’s more. Several years after the crash, reports started coming in about strange sightings in and around the Wenatchee mountains. Hunt-ers and hikers reported seeing what appeared to be a human

form with some type of metallic object protruding from its side.

“Even more strange were re-ports of deer and other smaller animals found partially eaten and mutilated. There was no real hard evidence that these stories were anything more than outlandish tales but the stories continued to persist.”

The councilor went on. “But this is where things really get in-teresting. At summer camp last year we had a bona fide sighting.

“One of our scouts staying with his troop down in the Nut Grove campsite was scheduled to go on a patrol hike to Beehive Lookout. He was delayed in camp finishing noontime K.P., but said he’d catch up to his pa-trol in a few minutes. Finishing K.P., he left camp to catch a spur trail that would take him north to the Beehive trail.

“As the scout took off down the spur trail he quickly found himself quite alone on a poorly maintained trail. He traveled the overgrown trail but before long had that queer feeling that he was being watched. Have you ever had that eerie feeling when you feel like you’re being watched and the hair on your neck stands up?

“This is what the fellow was feeling and about this time he also sensed that something was traveling parallel to his path, at

The legend of the Prop-man

Chuck Dronen felt Prop-man’s touch.

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the same speed and to his right. He would stop, and whatever it was would stop. He’d start, and whatever it was would start. If he went faster, it would go faster. If he slowed down, it would slow down. By this time he was becoming frightened and started running as fast as he could when suddenly he came to a right bend in the trail and knew he was about to face his pursuer.

“His heart beating and his lungs burning, he turned the corner to see something that could hardly be called human crash out of the bushes onto the trail. Twenty feet in front of him, clad in tattered army issue cov-eralls, a jagged shiny metal prop projecting from his right side, bare-footed, wild eyed, shaggy hair and beard stood what could only be the lost tail gunner of the doomed flight 22.

“For a moment he stood in frozen fear looking into the haunted wild eyes of his worst nightmare. Then, the specter of flight 22 vanished into the for-est. Somehow the scout found his way back to camp and as you might expect was incoher-ent and hysterical. When he was finally able to tell the story it was hardly believable but it was also obvious the scout had experienced something beyond traumatic.

“The epilogue is sad as the scout demanded to be taken home from camp immediately. Shortly thereafter he left the scouting program and has not to my knowledge ventured back into the woods.

“So all I can say is it’s a pretty wild story and whether it’s true or not I can’t really say. But if it were me, I’d probably rec-

ommend staying in your tent tonight.”

After I heard this story I was in full agreement that whether the story was true or not it was sound advice to stay in my tent for the full duration of the night.

There was a problem though. Earlier that day, actually the first day of our first summer camp experience, Timmy Hink and I had set up our B.S.A. Explorer Tent some distance away from the rest of troop on an aban-doned road with a slight incline.

Now fast forward to evening time. The campfire program had ended, darkness had descended and we young scouts with much fear and trepidation were grop-ing our way back to our camp-site.

It had been an exciting day. Tim and I were ready to hit the hay but we were also pretty much in agreement that we could have done without the Prop-man story. We also agreed from a philosophical standpoint, the purpose of the Prop-man

story was a staff exercise to keep young scouts in their tents at night. Not really convinced with our totally logical explanation, we tried to get some sleep.

When you’re a 12-year boy at your first summer camp, sleep-ing in a tent pitched too far away from the rest of the troop sometimes makes things seem magnified — like night sounds, darkness and a sense the Prop-man was lurking nearby.

In the middle of the night I awoke to find my sleeping bag had slipped halfway out the bottom of our tent. This was due in part to the fact that our tent didn’t have a floor in the first place and that we had pitched it on an incline.

What I discovered next lives vividly in my memory to this day.

On the exposed section of my sleeping bag I could feel some-thing most assuredly metal (most likely a prop) moving slowly back and forth.

I was frozen with fear, not

daring to move a muscle or even breathe. In my mind I knew it was the dreaded Prop-man. After what seemed an inde-terminable amount of time I was spared and the Prop-man returned to the woods.

As an adult, I realized it was likely some older scouts who used a stick or axe to rub on my sleeping bag. But like the camp councilor said on that night so long ago, “It’s a pretty wild story and whether it was true or not I really can’t say. But if it was up to me, I’d probably recommend staying in your tent tonight.”

Endnote: I recently met with

several Troop 1 Senior Scouts who were at that summer camp in 1966. I posed the question to them if they had anything to do with the episode described above. They could not confirm or deny that they had anything to do with this incident but with a twinkle in their eyes indicated it was not beyond the scope of possibility.

“For a moment he stood in frozen fear looking into the haunted wild eyes of his worst nightmare.”

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By susan laGsdinPhOtOs By dOnna cassidy

The first thing you notice when you turn down East Wenatchee’s Navajo Street to ap-proach the Roberts’ place is the distant view.

You know that the west face of

the house will open on to dark basalt buttes in the far distance, blocks and crescents of orchard green, Stemilt Hill and Malaga. Unadorned and plentiful win-dows and glass doors will fill the home with sky.

With just a slice of lawn beyond the house before down-hill begins, in all seasons and

all lights there will be that far landscape.

But the life of the house is inside Mike Roberts moved his wife and daughter into the house just a week after the 2009 Tour of Homes closed. It had won the “best floor plan” award,

and still contained exquisitely staged furnishings and décor. The twist? Mike Roberts, the new owner, was both the owner and the builder — he operates Roberts Construction with his father, from whom he learned as a toddler that if a job is worth

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doing, it’s worth doing well. He says he brings the same exacting quality to their many custom and spec homes as he did to this very personal family home.

He knows that at a spacious 5,600 square feet the home is bigger than they need, but it suits his family. He loves this house. “We are very happy with it, totally pleased with how it turned out; there’s nothing about it we’d want to change.”

There were no surprises at move-in time. Not only was Mike able to change several as-pects of the architect’s design to suit the family’s personal needs, but as the builder he was there to oversee every step of con-struction, choosing and install-ing materials with professional diligence and then giving the final OK to his own house.

The main floor design lends itself to family life: “We usually gather in one spot.” He points to a big table at the windowed corner of the kitchen. “I’ll be on the computer, my daughter will be doing homework, and cooking will be going on right here. With all this space, we find ourselves together in here a lot of the time. “

A few surprising elements are a special point of pride. Just

inside the main entrance, the dining area is defined by the beams of a Tuscan-inspired trel-lis. A tall, massive rock fireplace front is softened by a ledge and window high above. The elbow-high granite island between kitchen and great room deliber-ately sports no pesky barstools. Mike says, “People really like to just stand around and lean here — and it’s just the right height.” The master bath boasts a re-

Pure sky above and southern horizon views below frame the fireplace.

Welcoming wrought iron bannisters open up the stairway to the ground floor.

“People really like to just stand around and lean here — and it’s just the right height.”


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areas with abundant counter and mirror space.

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ifs warmth and elegance — when asked, Mike says simply, “Well, we all just call it Roberts Brown.”

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Accessed by glass doors leading off most rooms, the house-length wraparound deck extends indoor activities to the outside. Tucked into its wind-buffering L shaped end is a fully equipped outdoor kitchen, with seating, appliances, and a fire-place for warm-weather dining.

The home is notably well-appointed, still replete with designer furnishings, décor and immaculately clear surfaces. Mike admits, “I know this seems kind of like a staged home, but we are really clean people. It actually looks like this most of the time!”

With their daughter moving on in the world in a few years, and the fact that some rooms, though luxurious, lie relatively unused, the Roberts family is thinking once again of the per-fect (somewhat smaller) home.

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Robyn moved to Chelan 12 years ago and three-and-a-half years ago opened the store that features home accessories, jewelry, bath and body products and some clothing.

Many of the items come from women artisans, some of whom are local, which means a lot of the merchandise is one of a kind.

Some of the pieces are reclaimed art, such as old windows made into mirrors, or discarded bottles topped with sparkling glass crosses.

“I really enjoy working with women who are creative, and I really like to support them,” said Robyn. “When I was think-ing about opening this store, I saw a place where different women could come togeth-er through collaboration — I really like the energy and spirit behind that idea.”

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By shannOn cline

The trend in kitchen and bath design has leaned strongly toward renovation in recent years.

This is no surprise given the weak housing market and mort-gage companies’ current lending policies. Due to this slowdown in new construction there is no shortage of skilled craftspeople to do the work.

Every city has houses, a neighborhood sometimes, where each house seems to have the correct proportions. Many are simple pre-war homes influ-enced perhaps by Greene & Greenes’ “American Bungalow,” or perhaps mid-century modern designs with open and flexible

plans inspired by Frank Lloyd Wright.

These homes are still available and many are being “rescued” by families that enjoy being closer to schools, parks, work and town. Often these houses have qualities that would be unaffordable or unattainable in today’s market such as plenty of beautiful windows, unique architectural details, covered porches and gardens and the like.

With a little TLC, the renova-tion of these homes can be very rewarding, and our neighbor-hoods and community benefit when these houses are repaired and preserved for the future.

Matt and Lisa Dahlgreen of Wenatchee tackled one such home and are nearing the end

of a process that has made the house their own. Because they are located in an historic district and have retained the historic character of their home, they have qualified for property tax advantages.

Their home was built in 1925. The kitchen was expanded in 1949, increasing the size of the

kitchen and adding an eating area.

In their first meeting with me, the Dahlgreens shared thoughts and ideas about how they wanted the new space to func-tion. My job was to listen care-fully, but also to make as many observations as possible in order to come back with a design that met their stated needs as well as incorporating the more subtle, personal elements.

They had already made the de-cision to replace the steel frame windows from the ’49 re-do with wood insulated windows of the same style as the origi-nal windows in the house. The difference would be the double-glazing component. One fixed window at the south end of the room was made a casement in the replacement, allowing for better cross ventilation.

I suggested the wall dividing the kitchen from the eating area should go. Removing the wall would not only allow a longer countertop, but also let light cross through the room, and

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Removing a wall where the old range was (see before photo) allowed a center island and opened light and communication in the remodeled kitchen. Top photo by Roger Turk


open commu-nication and energy flow between the two areas.

A discussion followed. Design is a process of layering, and one job of the kitchen designer is to glean pertinent information on which to base a design and then present to clients a well-consid-ered proposal that includes all of their requests for the new room. A series of meetings then refines the details and cost projections can be made.

If there is a firm budget in place, the process can work backward with a breakdown for each item (i.e. cabinets, appli-ances, fixtures, floor covering, countertops and labor). The budget then dictates some de-sign elements and most certain-ly product selection.

Most renovations have certain

constraints that enter into the design process and are best flushed out early in the game. Some condi-tions are not revealed until you get into the demolition stage, but most can be uncovered with a little investigation.

Removal of existing walls always triggers an inspection by a professional of the crawl space and attic to determine the man-ner in which the roof load has been distributed and what can and cannot be altered.

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These things can add cost and need

to be checked out. There are new rules

for professionals to be aware of when deal-

ing with lead paint and other toxic materials.

Homeowners doing their own work should become

familiar with the precautions necessary as well.

By removing the wall in the Dahlgreen project, we were able to not only open communica-tion, but also make room for a large work island.

A pair of French doors to an outdoor eating area and a window seat with file drawers underneath next to the com-puter, and taller upper cabinets made possible by removing the soffit, all added dramatically to the functionality and enjoyment of the room.

A tall food pantry with pull-out shelves, wine storage, double pullout recycle receptacle, large drawers and vertical storage were also added.

We selected appli-ances that were small

in size, high on energy efficiency and long on

life. The 18-inch wide Miele dishwasher is a winner on all three points and is one of my most often recommended appli-ances.

The refrigerator is only 30-inches wide.

Matt appreciates the GE Chef ’s gas range, and his wood work-top, for his weekly bread bak-ing. The generous countertop at the sink allows plenty of room for Lisa’s espresso machine and functions as a secondary work center.

Marmoleum flooring (made from flaxseed), cherry wood island top, soapstone countertop and glass tile backsplash were chosen because of a the Dahl-greens’ commitment to the envi-ronment and because of their durability and beauty.

Lighting was updated to in-clude halogen and LED fixtures for task light and incandescent for ambient light.

Style choices were guided by historic reference. These includ-ed inset doors/drawers in paint-ed cabinetry, bead board panels and glass doors. Color was taken from vintage wallpaper in the adjacent dining room.

Art glass in the pendant light fixtures and a balsam leaf motif carved into the soapstone drain board by sculptor Gretchen Dai-ber respond to the Dahlgreens’ desire to incorporate elements from nature in their home.

Matt’s collection of lunch pails from his childhood create a colorful display. With a new coat of paint, Matt’s Great Aunt Eve’s table and chairs still do the job.

The addition of heirlooms in a renovation helps balance the “newness” factor and creates a familiar and reassuring sense of continuity for the family.

Shannon is a Certified Kitchen De-

signer and has been designing kitch-ens and bathrooms in Wenatchee for 22 years. For more information, visit

www.jhkitchen.com.


“Be thankful for what you’ve got.” Cindy had heard that phrase said and even sung a zillion times and it bugged her more than ever this year.

Cindy scowled at herself in the bathroom mirror, “Yeah, I’m thankful for my stiff aching bones, my 50 pounds of extra blubber, and my empty bank account. I’m especially apprecia-tive that my son’s a drug addict and that I’ll be working until I’m 90.”

Psychotherapist and Jesuit priest Anthony de Mello died before Cindy was born; never-theless, he had dealt with plenty of Cindy’s. De Mello’s life work involved alleviating psychologi-cal, as well as spiritual, suffer-

ing. The most powerful idea I

learned from de Mello, I would put into a quote: “There’s only one reason you are unhappy — you are thinking about what you don’t have instead of what you do have.”

De Mello and others have pointed out that we seem drawn to noticing the negative — to what isn’t working well and to what we don’t have. As we indulge this inclination, we filter out anything positive and find more and more negatives.

The result of this singled-minded negative focus causes us to feel increasingly irritated, depleted and unhappy (not to mention distorts our ability to see reality in its fullness).

The antidote to this form of

unhappiness is to work with our attention. We take responsibility for where we allow it to dwell. We practice moving it around so that we are also able to notice what we do have and what’s go-ing well.

When we shift our focus to the positives, we become in-creasingly appreciative, ener-gized, and happy.

Unfortunately directing our attention is not as easy as it sounds.

First, some of us have been letting our attention go wild for a long time and it’s become unruly.

Second, some of us are afraid we’ll become Pollyanna’s and overlook problems we need to address.

And third, it can be difficult to learn how to appreciate because of what psychologists call the hedonic treadmill. We quickly tire of our pleasures and begin to take them for granted.

So when we’re told to just be thankful for what we’ve got, it DOES takes effort — and it’s worth it.

The main intervention coaches use with clients is to ask them to choose a specific time each day to write down what went well. This forces clients to direct their focus toward the positive and

allows an opportunity for savoring and appreci-ating what’s going well.

If you’re one of those who fear too much attention on the posi-tive will unduly warp your brain or that you simply must get the bad things “off your chest,” then feel free to write down what’s troubling you first, but take only five minutes. Set the timer. Then spend the next 10 or more minutes prodding your brain to remember what happened that was positive and felt good.

Coaches say, “What you ap-preciate, appreciates.” When we savor our blessings, they seem to grow. Coaches also believe by being in a more appreciative state, we increase our ability to be resourceful, creative and perform well.

When we change what we fo-cus on, what we focus on chang-es. Ponder that for a while.

While that idea sinks in, take November, our official month of Thanksgiving, as a time to de-vise a way to take control of your attention and to direct it toward noticing and appreciating your blessings.

Adopt a Thanksgiving mantra like “What I appreciate, appreci-ates” as a delightfully effective way to improve your life.

How might you move up to The Good Life this Thanksgiv-ing by noticing and appreciating what you do have?

June Darling, Ph.D., is an executive coach who consults with businesses

and individuals to achieve goals and increase happiness. She can be reached at [email protected],

or drjunedarling.blogspot.com or at her twitter address: twitter.com/drjunedarling. Her website is www.

summitgroupresources.com.

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I had plans for an article that spoke kindly of two of our area’s newest wineries. Truth is, I saved the draft and will prob-ably finish it sometime in the future.

I changed those plans because of some in-person comments I recently received from a reader.

“I like your column, Alex,” the man said as I poured him some wine, “but I really enjoy read-ing it when you talk more about the ‘what’ of things rather than where to go.”

That comment got my atten-tion. “What exactly does that mean?” I wondered. Not wish-ing to be impolite or to appear in the least bit worried, I asked, “So, do you have a favorite col-umn I did in the past?”

“Oh, you know, all the ones where you write about why you drink a certain wine or what to eat and drink, rather than where to go to get the beverages; I like learning why this wine is better with that dish.”

It was a friendly conversation in a friendly place, and he was, after all, enjoying some wine — all the more reason for the convivial exchanges.

But friendly or not, the com-ment left me wondering. He already knows there’s a new winery in Malaga called Malaga Springs Winery. So I’m offering him no new information when I tell him they are open and sell-ing their wines.

At least for this month, I’ll take a stab at trying to please at least one reader by speak-ing more to the “what” or “why” rather than to the “where” of things. After all, we all know where to find our local wineries.

A question often asked is, “Why do some bottles of wine sell for $2.99 and others for over

10 times that amount?”The big factor in price is the

cost of producing the wine. How much did the winemaker have to spend to get the grapes? The price of grapes is largely driven by the supply factor as well as by the reputation of the vineyard, so grapes that produce award-winning, highly rated wines regularly command higher prices per ton. Some grapes in Washington command more than $3,500 a ton.

Then there is the cost of equipment and supplies. New oak barrels used by many wine-makers are an expensive item, and a small winery shopping on its own and buying only a few barrels at a time might have to pay $1,000 or more for a barrel.

For some perspective here — and these are round numbers I’m using — a ton of good fruit might produce enough wine to fill three standard oak barrels. One barrel will yield 25 cases of wine. Three barrels then will provide 900 bottles of wine to market, if all has gone well in

the process. The math teachers out there

have already finished the com-putations, but for the rest of you, just add that up: $3,500 for a ton of grapes and $3,000 for three oak barrels means our wine-maker had to invest $6,500 for just these two items related to the cost of producing the wines.

Divide that by the 900 bottles of wine created from that ton of fruit and you begin to see why some wine is priced as high as it is.

In addition to that $7.20 per bottle cost for the fruit and barrels are the other equip-ment costs, the travel expenses, the label costs, the cartons, the bottles themselves and the corks and the caps on the corks. Pretty soon you are talking about real money.

The intangibles are more diffi-cult to quantify: labor from start to finish, payroll costs, insur-ance costs, and the time value of money and having it tied up for the past 24 months or more while the wine ages in those expensive oak barrels

Is there a cost and quality dif-ference between the Two Buck Chuck at Trader Joe’s (which in Washington is really Three Buck Chuck) and a local winery’s bottle price, say, Chateau Faire

le Pont’s bottle of Tre Amore?

Well, the hard facts prove there is a cost difference.

Juice for that Three Buck Chuck is “surplus juice” and costs less than 50 cents a U.S. gallon, that’s roughly five bottles of wine. Since there is no barrel cost for Three Buck Chuck, the cost for the wine is approximate-ly 10 cents a bottle.

Those local premium wines would not be the same without the oak barrel aging, but even if you remove that cost for the barrels, our local premium wine juice costs about $3.90 a bottle, and that’s quite a difference.

So yes, cost is a major factor in the price difference between that Three Buck Chuck and our local premium wines. But is there a quality difference?

For the answer to that ques-tion, you will have to rely on your own taste preferences, and not on anything I or anyone else might have to say.

But, there’s no Three Buck Chuck in my cellar.

Alex Saliby is a wine lover who spends far too much time reading

about the grapes, the process of mak-ing wine and the wines themselves.

He can be contacted at [email protected].


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Some grapes in Washington command more than $3,500 a ton.


When I travel, I love to eat.Early this spring, I traveled to

Transylvania and to the Danube Delta on the Black Sea in Roma-nia.

Transylvania has multi-na-tional affiliations from Roman to Turkish. Currently, the food has Hungarian accents — think pa-prika and goulash and noodles and sausages.

The Danube Delta’s cuisine is fish, fish, fish. The pensione where I stayed served a differ-ent fish at each meal. I lacked language to ask questions, but it was all delicious whether fried, stewed, baked, made into a paste or dumplings or layered in a casserole.

I spent a goodly part of my time in villages — Romanian villages are generally poor, have no paved roads, only some have electricity and all have question-able water sources.

Most Romanians drink expen-sive bottled water that creates a massive litter problem every-where from the national parks to riverbanks to roadsides.

Horse drawn carts are com-mon in the village areas and pose hazards on the potholed national roads that lead from town to town. The villagers

a single store that sold items such as salt, sugar, flour, tractor parts, flashlight batteries and baby bottles.

Primary schools educate children until upper elemen-tary age, and then the children are sent to boarding schools in nearby towns.

My visit coincided with Eas-ters — Roman Catholic, Russian Orthodox and Protestant — cel-ebrated on different Sundays — so I spent weeks indulging in Easter pastries and breads. In Transylvania, the poppy seed cake and bread were most com-mon; further south the sweets featured walnuts, raisins and honey.

We know the quality of the ingredients determines the tastiness of the finished dish. I learned about chicken stock. Now, I have made my own chicken stock for about 40 years — according to late 20th Cen-tury standards.

Starting in the 1970s, low-fat foods became the cache for cooking, so I skim the fat from my chicken stock.

I nearly swooned when Mar-garete, my Transylvanian host-ess, served chicken soup awash with golden globules of chicken

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The Danube River looking across to the Ukraine. Photo by Bonnie Orr

grow their own fruit and vegeta-bles and keep cows and chickens

and goats. The two villages that I explored extensively featured

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fat and laced with homemade noodles. The rich taste was so filling and satisfying.

So, all things in moderation: I am going to splurge my fat calo-ries on chicken fat.

To my great delight, I was served a unique treat, Sour Cherry Soup.

Scandinavian fruit soup is a pale rendition of this flavorful soup. My hostess and I struggled with no shared language but lots of gestures and smiles and our shared cooking experiences to suss out the recipe and convert from grams to ounces.

She cooked on a wood stove

and was a wizard at moving pots from hotter to cooler areas of the stovetop. She laid out the soup ingredients and then gestured with pinched fingers dipped into salt, and cupped palms to measure out the home canned cherries. Her soup included the cherry pits that the diners moved around in the bottom of their soup bowl.

I made mine with pitted pie cherries, and I think it is equally tasty without the hint of almond from the cherry pits.

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the soup. Margarete beat two eggs into a 1/4 cup of cold water and slowly

stirred them into the simmering soup to thicken it.1. Brown the onion in the oil in a large

pan. I prefer the taste of butter for browning onions.

2. Stir in the carrots and brown very lightly

3. Pour in the chicken stock and bring to a boil until the carrots are tender

4. Turn down the heat. Add the cher-ries and simmer lightly

5. Take the pan off the heat and stir in the sour creamServe into bowls and garnish with

parsleyServe with fresh sour dough toast.


Early in my career in gas-troenterology, celiac disease was thought to be primarily a disease of childhood and a fairly uncommon condition occurring in adults.

Until recent years, celiac disease was thought to occur in approximately 1 in 10,000 adults. Now it is estimated to occur in between 1 in 100 to 200 adults.

Celiac disease has been given many names over the years in-cluding celiac sprue, idiopathic sprue, non-tropical sprue, gluten enteropathy and primary malab-sorption syndrome. It remains the most common chronic dis-ease of childhood. This condi-tion was first described in the medical literature in the late 1800s.

Celiac disease is the most common food intolerance in the western population and is a major worldwide health issue. This small intestinal disease is triggered in susceptible people by an autoimmune reaction to gluten, which is the protein in wheat, barley and rye.

It has both genetic and devel-opmental causes. It has been thought to occur in genetically susceptible children who have had gluten introduced into their diet before 3 months of age.

Digestion and absorption, the major functions of the gas-trointestinal system, occur in the small intestine. The small intestine on average is about 10 feet in length and is divided into three parts, the duodenum, jeju-num and ileum. The majority of absorption occurs in the duode-num and upper jejunum.

The working portions of the small bowel lining are finger-like projections called villi and each villous cell has about 600 microvilli per cell with approxi-

mately 50 million microvilli per square millimeter of small intes-tine mucosa. The total absorp-tive surface has been said to be the size of a football field.

We humans certainly are mi-raculous, aren’t we?

If these villous cells are dam-aged or reduced in numbers, the result is malabsorption of in-gested substances including fats, carbohydrates, proteins, water, electrolytes, iron, calcium, selenium, copper and vitamins, especially the fat soluble vita-mins A, D, E and K.

Celiac disease is a unique autoimmune disorder in ge-netically susceptible people. The autoimmune reaction to gluten causes an inflammatory response in the small intestine lining, damaging the cells and their villi and reducing their ability to function in their pri-mary role of absorption.

The symptoms in children may be failure to thrive, wast-ing, malnutrition, weight loss and diarrhea.

However, I want to focus on celiac disease as found in the adult population.

Celiac disease can pres-ent symptoms of unexplained weight loss, chronic diarrhea, fatigue and loss of energy due to failure to absorb ingested nu-trients. There are many people who have sub-clinical celiac dis-ease who may have little in the way of gastrointestinal symp-toms but have other manifesta-

tions of the disease. This disorder should be

considered when people have unexplained anemia due to iron or B12 deficiency. It should also be considered in patients with unexplained osteoporosis.

Some patients thought to have an irritable bowel syndrome with diarrhea and bloating might have celiac disease as a contributing cause.

Patients with celiac disease have a higher than expected in-cidence of type 1 diabetes, rheu-matic disorders such as rheuma-toid arthritis, some neurological disorders and skin disorders. Dermatitis herpetiformas is glu-ten caused skin disorder.

Some cases of infertility may have celiac disease as an under-lying cause.

Curiously, this disorder has been increasing in incidence in western populations for many years despite the fact that newly developed blood tests allow easier diagnosis.

Until recently, the diagnosis was made by a positive small bowel biopsy plus having a fa-vorable response to a gluten-free diet.

In recent years new blood tests have been developed that are very helpful in suggesting the diagnosis. If these tests are posi-tive, then small bowel biopsies are typically done to confirm the diagnosis. In some situations a gluten-free diet is started with-out the biopsy.

If a patent fails to respond to a gluten-free diet, a biopsy is needed to confirm or rule out the diagnosis.

Some people try a gluten-free diet without a diagnosis. Many of them say that they feel better and think that they are healthier by avoiding gluten.

There are also people cur-

rently adher-ing to what has been called the “G diet” or gluten-free diet popularized by a number of Hollywood celebrities for weight loss. Chelsea Clinton’s wedding cake was said to be gluten free.

I think like most weight loss diets, this fad has come and will go.

Feeling better or losing weight on a gluten-free diet is not diag-nostic of celiac disease. Patients who truly have celiac disease have to maintain a life-long total avoidance of all gluten, and they should to be under the guidance of a licensed dietician.

Recently, a study was done on foods advertised or sold as gluten-free. Researchers found seven out of 22 of these products had small amounts of gluten, and one type of soy flour said to be gluten-free had significantly elevated gluten levels.

I want to emphasize again that patients with celiac disease need to totally avoid all gluten forever. The greater prevalence of the disease will no doubt lead to more aggressive FDA testing and requirements for gluten-free products in the future.

Celiac disease has many clini-cal manifestations. Gastroenter-ologists like to make the diag-nosis since it can explain the causes of some serious symp-toms in certain of our patients.

Best of all, we like making diagnoses of illnesses where we can explain the cause, specifi-cally treat or cure it and thereby help our patients lives to be improved in the long run.

Jim Brown, M.D., is a semi-retired gastroenterologist who has practiced

for 38 years in the Wenatchee area. He is a former CEO of the Wenatchee

Valley Medical Center.

Rethinking an old food-intolerance disease

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WENATCHEE VALLEY FOLLIES GUILD ANNUAL CHRISTmAS WREATH SALE now through 11/10. Fundraiser that supports area children’s needs. Delivery of wreath before Thanksgiving. Info: 663-8362.

GORDON LIGHTFOOT, 11/2, 7:30 p.m. Concert. Town Toyota Center. Info: www.towntoyotacenter.com.

HIkING THE CASCADES, 11/2, 7 p.m. – 8:30 p.m. Photographer Alan Bauer will give a slide show of Cascade mountain landscapes and sign copies of several Moun-taineer Books that he co-authored, including Day Hiking the Central Cascades and Best Desert Hikes—Washington. Bauer is a professional freelance photographer specializing in the natural and cultural history of the Pacific Northwest. Samples of his photographs may be viewed at www.alanbauer.com. Wenatchee Valley Museum and Cultural Center. Cost: by donation.

INTRODUCTION TO BIRDING, 11/4, 6 – 8 p.m. Free interactive workshop. Be introduced to the basics of bird biology, view images of common birds of the Wenatchee Valley, and learn how to use field characteris-tics as an aid to bird identification. Participants will be introduced to field guides, audio tools, binoculars, and birding organizations. Info: 667-9708.

STARS IN THE mAkING, 11/4, 6 p.m. Karaoke contest. Grand prize $1,500. Mill Bay Casino. Info: [email protected].

TABLE TOP DESIGNS FOR THE HOLI-DAYS, 11/4, 11 a.m. Manson. 7 p.m. Hosted by Nicky Allison and Diana Hoyt. Info: 687-3534.

POCAHONTAS, A mUSICAL, 11/5, 4:30 p.m. Performing Arts Center. Cost: $15, seniors $14, students $10. Info: www.pacwen.org.

FIRST FRIDAY AT TWO RIVERS GAL-LERY, 11/5, 5 - 8 p.m. Fist Friday reception invites the public to meet the gallery’s featured artist, Ken Duffin. Ken is a well known Northwest artist who has won many awards for his oil and water-color paintings.His work will be on exhibit with 50 other area artists through December. Live music by guitarist Adam Bristow. 102 N. Columbia, Wenatchee.

ALICE IN WONDERLAND, A ROCk OPERA, 11/5, 7:30 p.m. Performing Arts Center. Info: www.pacwen.org.

FLY FISHING ExHIBIT, 11/5, 5 – 7 p.m. Bill McGuire of Rock Island holds the world distance record for spin casting (325 feet). Join him and his exhibit of photographs and

fishing gear that spans 60 years. The exhibit runs through Feb. 19. Wenatchee Valley Museum and Cultural Center.

RIDING WITH REINDEER, 11/5, 7 p.m. book signing. Bob Goldstein pedals out of Helsinki into the wide-open


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arctic, encountering humor, history, furious storms and innumerable reindeer. Leavenworth Library. Cost: free. Also on 11/6 at A Book For All Seasons bookstore at 1 p.m.

4-H SPURS & SPOkES CONCERT, 11/6, 7:30 p.m. Wenatchee Valley Appleaires, the Wenatchee Apollo Club, the Columbia Chorale and

Leavenworth Village Voices will perform at the Performing Arts Center. This Harvest of Love Benefit Concert helps children and adults with disabilities in Chelan and Douglas counties. Cost: $12. Info: www.pacwen.org.

LAUGH RIOT 2010, 11/6, 8 p.m. Stand-up comedians Troy Thirdgill and Chris Alpine will perform at the Wenatchee Convention Center. Cost: $20-$22. Info: 669-0821.

mULTICULTURAL FEST, 11/6, 11 a.m. – 4 p.m. This family event cel-

ebrates the diverse cultures of our region with entertainment, crafts, food and information booths. Wenatchee Valley Museum and Cultural Center. Cost: by donation.

CELLIST EUGENE FRIESEN, 11/6, 7 p.m. Grammy award winning East Coast cellist Eugene Friesen will perform “Soul of the Cello” as a benefit concert. Barn Beach Reserve, Leavenworth. Cost: $15 in advance or $18 at the door. Students and seniors $12. Info: 548-2278.

NCW AUDUBON SOCIETY, 11/6, 2-hour field trip at the Horan Na-ture area in Confluence State Park. Instructor Susan Ballinger, biologist and educator. Info: 667-9708.

FAmILY ARTVENTURES, 11/9, 10 a.m. – noon. Art class designed for all members of the family. East Wenatchee artist Martha Flores will lead “Flavors of the Harvest: Still Life.” Materials provided. Wenatchee Valley Museum and Cultural Center. Preregistration: 888-6240.

HISTORY OF FISH AND FISHING IN THE PACIFIC NW, 11/9, 7 p.m. Dennis Dauble has researched fish of the Columbia and Snake rivers for more than 30 years. His pre-sentation will describe how fish and fishing are intertwined with the lifestyle and culture of Pacific Northwest residents from Ameri-can Indian tribes and the Lewis & Clark Expedition through modern water. Wenatchee Valley Museum and Cultural Center.

FLAG-FOLDING CEREmONY, 11/11, 10:15 a.m. Fredi Simpson and local Boy Scouts and Civil Air Patrol cadets will demonstrate the correct way to present, handle and display the US flag. Fredi also will share the history of the bugle “Taps.” Wenatchee Valley Museum and Cultural Center.

VETERAN’S DAY PARADE, 11/11, 11 a.m. Starting at Memorial Park, Wenatchee.

VETERAN’S DAY PARADE, 11/11, 11 a.m. The Chelan VFW Post 6853 is sponsoring the parade in down-town Chelan.

WREATH mAkING, 11/11, 4 p.m. Join Heidi Griffith and Allison for wreath making class at The Gallery at Al-lisons in Manson. Info: 687-3534.

BAD BOYS OF ARENA CROSS, 11/12 – 11/13. Indoor motor sports event. Town Toyota Center. Info: www.towntoyotacenter.com.

TRANSFORmATIVE BIRDS AND NA-TURE, 11/12, 7 p.m. Michele Burton is an avid avian photographer who will share her photography tech-niques, tips and her own photo-graphic explorations of the details of light and nature. Barn Beach Reserve, Leavenworth. Cost: free.

BODILY HARm, 11/12, 7 p.m. book signing. Robert Dugoni delivers a searing courtroom thriller. Leaven-worth Library. Cost: free.

OkLAHOmA, 11/12 – 11/20, evening performances 7:30 and Saturday

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matinees 2 p.m. The Wenatchee High School Choral Department presents Rodgers and Hammer-stein’s Oklahoma. Directed by Matt Lodge and Paul Atwood. Wenatchee High School Auditorium. Ticket info: 888-0780.

HOLIDAY GIFT FAIR, 11/13, 9 a.m. - noon. More than 140 booths with great ideas for the holidays. Lunch and bake sale. Wenatchee Valley Senior Activity Center 1312 Maple Street. Info: Lori Kosters 662-7036. Cost: free.

RAG RUG WEAVING, 11/13, 9 a.m. – 3 p.m. Weave a small rag rug in one day. This class is for both begin-ners and more advanced students. Weaving a rag rug is a great way to recycle old cotton sheets, but you can also use purchased cotton fab-ric. After tearing the cotton to the correct width, students will weave a rug using their own design. After knotting the fringe, the rug will be ready to use. Contact the instructor for supply list at 663-1391. Space is limited, pre-registration is required. Weaving Studio, 2201 N Duncan Rd. Cost: $89. Info: www.wvc.edu/directory/departments/conted/de-fault.asp.

THREE AUTHORS, 11/13, 1 p.m. Meet authors Robert Dugoni, Bodily Harm, Byron Newell, Looking Back, a Visual History of Early Plain, and Barbara deRubertis, Jeremy Jack-rabbit’s Jumping Journey, and enter a free prize drawing. A Book For All Seasons bookstore, Leavenworth. Cost: free.

JIm FADDIS & kEVIN BROWN CD RELEASE PARTY, 11/13, 7:30 p.m. Cashmere Coffee House. Cost: $3 at the door and pass the hat for the musicians. Info: www.cashmerecof-feehouse.com.

HOLIDAY WINE WALk, 11/13. The Wenatchee Downtown Associa-tion and Wenatchee Wine Country welcome wine enthusiasts into downtown stores to sip, shop and get ideas for holiday wines. The fun starts at noon at Pak-it-Rite, 126 N. Wenatchee Ave., where guests can pick up a complimentary glass and eight tokens for $20. Then stroll the downtown merchants for wine tasting and other special events in many of the stores. For more infor-mation, go to www.wenatcheewi-nes.com or call 669-5808.

BACH TO GERSHWIN AND BEYOND:

THE HISTORY OF THE PIANO TRIO, 11/13, 7:30 p.m. The Icicle Creek Piano Trio takes us on a light-heart-ed trip through this musical form, exploring the musical tapestries of Bach, Haydn, Beethoven, Brahms, Ravel, Gershwin and Ives and

Higdon. Featured winery: Magyar Arubehozatalok/Hungarian Im-ports. Canyon Wren Concert Hall, Leavenworth. Cost: $20 adults, seniors $16, students $10, kids 5-12 free. Info: www.iclcle.org.

PIPES, CAmERA, ACTION! 11/13, 7 – 9 p.m. Former Wenatchee resident Brad Miller will return to play the Liberty Theater Pipe Organ, accom-panying a silent film classic. Admis-


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larry hendersOn is alive with the sOund Of music

Without missing a beat, Larry Henderson agreed to stand and sing a solo on de-mand, accompanied only by the tumble and rush of the Stanley Civic Center fountain.

“The hills are alive with the sound of music, with songs they have sung for a thousand years…”

Passersby felt that magical moment, that clear strong voice on a sunny day downtown. Larry seems like a man who would be unselfconsciously glad to break into song anytime, anywhere.

Though he has studied and experienced music for years, Larry can still describe choral singing clearly to a layperson. “There’s a feeling of ‘corporate-ness’ in a chorus,” he said. “It’s wonderful when all the voices are equal, none too soft, none too loud. But to blend all the voices you need to have every-one listening all the time — not just to their own voice, but everyone else’s.”

A professional computer programmer, he indulges him-self in concentrated musical pleasures: first he experiences the joy of blending seamlessly into liturgical and vintage pop songs with the 65-man chorus of Wenatchee’s Apollo Singers, one of the state’s most venerable male singing groups. Then he makes his way to Leavenworth where he stretches a few differ-ent musical muscles directing

Larry Henderson: Bursting in the song.

The Village Voices — half the size, mixed gender, different repertoire.

A strong director can help chorus members to listen and hear all the parts. And Larry says “empathic” directing works best for him — where the direc-tor’s expression and posture also help musicians to tell the com-poser’s story, while transmit-ting nothing extraneous to the singers. Though he enjoys group song, and especially solos, his own goal is to direct even more than he sings, and to that end he actively absorbs all the good ideas he can from his mentors.

Larry has already lived a life immersed in music. Born into a music-loving family, by the age of six he was standing in front of his church’s congregation with a pitch pipe, leading the group in unaccompanied plain song.

He learned shape notes, spent summers at music-centered camps, and throughout his childhood sat at his father’s

knee, absorbed by his guitar playing. He went on to win scholarships by drumming up music program enrollment tour-ing with small groups. He re-members, “That one summer we traveled 17,000 miles throughout the West recruiting singers and instrumentalists for the college.”

With that background, no wonder Larry, at 60, is devoted to making beautiful music. Even at home.

“All of our babies started to sing by three months,” he said matter-of-factly, then went on to explain how practice with in-fants in mimicking sounds elic-its a kind of call and response pattern that eventually creates an ear for pitch and rhythm.

Another goal beyond directing is to help whole families par-ticipate in music education and performance. “Singing is not an innate, genetic skill. It takes early practice — but every child can learn to sing,” Larry said.

— by Susan Lagsdin



ica’s best barnstormer pilots. In 1931 he and copilot Hugh Herndon set out to break the world’s circum-navigation record in a single-en-gine Bellanca Skyrocket, the Miss Veedol. Herndon’s errors slowed them down so they switched their sights to making the world’s first nonstop trans-Pacific flight. They flew from Misawa, Japan to Wenatchee and received a $25,000 prize. Steve Joy from the modern Spirit of Wenatchee group, which has built and flown a replica of Miss Veedol, will give a slide show and describe Pangborn’s colorful life and career. Wenatchee Valley Museum and Cultural Center. Cost: $5 adults, $4 seniors.

PERFECT CHEESE TRAYS, 11/17, 6:30 p.m. – 8:30 p.m. Be a connoisseur of types of wine, bread, fruit meats and cheese. Tasting room at the Old Firehouse, Chelan. Cost: $45. Info: [email protected].

THE CELTIC TENORS, 11/18, 4:30 p.m. & 7:30 p.m. Performing Arts Center. Cost: $40, seniors and stu-dents $37. Info: www.pacwen.org.

FESTIVAL OF TREES, 11/19 – 11/21. Ladies Pre-View Party, 11/19, 6:30 – 8:30 p.m. Meet the designers and directors, enjoy the holiday social,

hors d’oeuvres and one beverage choice. Be the first to place your bids on silent auction items, wear the “little black dress!” Cost: $25. Dinner and live auction, 11/20, 5:30 p.m. Cost: $130. View the trees. Red Lion Hotel. Info: www.pacwen.org.

LEARN TO PAINT A POINSETTIA, 11/20, 9 a.m. – 3 p.m. Learn to paint the Christmas season flower in acrylic paint and then use the design as a holiday card for friends, family, co-workers or just for yourself. Beginning and intermedi-ate students are welcome. Space is limited, pre-registration is required. Wenatchee Valley Music and Arts Center. Cost: $79. Info: www.wvc.edu/directory/departments/conted/default.asp

HOLIDAY OPEN HOUSE, 11/20, 5 p.m. – 7 p.m. Christmas party with door prizes, refreshments and live music. Allisons of Manson. Info: 687-3534.

TOm LANDA & kALISSA HERNAN-DEz, 11/20, 7 p.m. Tom Landa from The Paperboys and his talented fiddle player Kalissa Hernandez will perform at the River Haus in Leavenworth. Cost: $35. www.riverhausinthepines.com.

ICICLE CREEk YOUTH SYmPHONY, 11/22, 7 p.m. Performing Arts Cen-ter. Cost: $5. Info: www.pacwen.org.

FALL BARREL TASTING, 11/26 – 11/28. Lake Chelan Wineries. Barrel sampling and other treats. Info: [email protected].

CHRISTkINDLmARkT, 11/26 - 11/ 28. Christkindlmarkt will be held outdoors on Front Street at the Leavenworth City Park to welcome the Christmas shopping season with food, music and activities for children. Info: www.christkindl-marktleavenworth.com.

sion includes popcorn and soda. Wenatchee Valley Museum and Cultural Center. Cost: $12 adults, $8 children, members $8.

PAUL TAYLOR 2, 11/14, 4:30 p.m. Veteran dancers performing with a blend of athleticism, humor and emotion. Performing Art Center. Cost: adults $39, seniors $35, stu-dents $15. Info: www.pacwen.org.

“FOOD FIGHT,” 11/16, 7 – 9 p.m. This 70-minute documentary investigates the development of American agriculture and policy in the 20th century and the birth of the counter-revolution of the organic and local food movements. Following the film, Joan Qazi of EAT (Education and Agriculture Together) will speak briefly and answer question. Wenatchee Valley Museum and Cultural Center.

CLYDE PANGBORN AND THE mISS VEEDOL, 11/17, 2 p.m. -3 p.m. Clyde Pangborn was born in Douglas County and became one of Amer-



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Wenatchee Valley Medical Center welcomes Dr. Byron Gatlin to its Obstetrics and Gynecology Department.

Dr. Gatlin received his Medical Doctorate at the University of South Florida College of Medicine in Tampa, Florida and completed his Internship and Residency at Madigan Army Medical Center in Fort Lewis, Washington. Dr. Gatlin is a Diplomat of National Board of Medical Examiners and also Board Certified in Obstetrics and Gynecology. His professional interests include: high-risk obstetrics, urogynecology, infertility, endoscopic surgery, and laparoscopic hysterectomy.

Dr. Gatlin and his wife, Lisa, come to us from Yakima, Washington. They have two daughters, Rebecca and Rachel. Dr. Gatlin enjoys hunting, fishing, running, backpacking and woodworking.




ARRIVAL OF SANTA PARADE, 11/27, 9:45 a.m. Parade starts at East-mont Community Park and goes down Grant Road to Wenatchee Valley Mall. Info: www.east-wenatchee.com.

HOLIDAY SPICE, 12/2, 7 p.m. Fourth annual concert of the area’s best performers featuring holiday music and the Holiday Spice Big Band under the direction of Glenn Isaac-son. Performing Arts Center. Cost: adults $18, seniors and students $15. Info: www.pacwen.org.

CHRISTmAS TREE LIGHTING, 12/3, 6:30 p.m. Christmas carols, tree lighting, refreshments and pictures with Santa. East Wenatchee City Hall. Info: events @east-wenatchee.com or 886-6108.

CHRISTmAS LIGHTING, 12/3 -12/ 5, 12/10- 12/12, 12/17 – 12/19. Nation-ally acclaimed Christmas Lighting Festival returns for an emotional visit to a turn of the century Bavar-ian Christmas, Holiday personali-ties and a ceremonial lighting of the town. New for 2010 - Lights on Friday nights!

COmmON BOND 5, 12/4, 2 p.m. & 7 p.m. Sounds of Christmas. Perform-ing Arts Center. Cost: $15 advance, $18 at the door. Info: www.pacwen.org.

WENATCHEE VALLEY SYmPHONY ORCHESTRA CONCERT, 12/4, 7 p.m. Annual holiday concert under the direction of Conductor Nikolas Caoile. Wenatchee High School Auditorium. Info: www.wenatchee-symphony.org.

HOLIDAY GIFT BAzAAR & GIFT BAS-kET CLASSES, 12/4 & 12/11. Tasting Room at the Old Firehouse, Chelan. Info: [email protected].

CHRISTmAS IN THE mOUNTAINS CHORAL FESTIVAL, 12/9 & 12/10. 7:30 p.m. 9:30 p.m. Church of the Nazarene, Leavenworth. Cost: $12, seniors and students $10. Info: 548-9797.

APOLLO CLUB HOLIDAY SPECIAL, 12/12, 7:30 p.m. Wenatchee’s all men choir finishes up its first 100 years with holiday music. Perform-ing Arts Center. Cost: $15. Info: www.pacwen.org.

COLUmBIA CHORALE FAmILY CHRISTmAS, 12/17, 7:30 p.m. Holiday choral music concert with piano and orchestral accompani-ment. Performing Arts Center. Cost:

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adults $14, seniors and students $8. Info: www.pacwen.org.

NExT STEP DANCE STUDIO, 12/18, 7 p.m. Join students from preschool age through adults perform various dance styles in this annual Christ-mas program. Performing Arts Cen-ter. Cost: adults $16, seniors and children under 12 $12. Info: www.

pacwen.org.

ROCkIN’ AROUND THE CHRISTmAS TREE, 11/18, 7 p.m. Presented by Next Step Dance Studio. Preschool age to adults will perform various dance styles in this Christmas pro-gram. Performing Arts Center. Cost: adults $16, seniors and students $12. Info: www.pacwen.org.

mATINEE-JOY TO THE WORD: A CHRISTmAS CONCERT, 12/19, 2 p.m. – 4 p.m. Icicle Creek Piano Trio and Leavenworth’s Marlin Handbell Ringers will ring in a joyful brand of holiday cheer. Enzian Hotel Banquet Room, Leavenworth. Cost: $16.99. Info: www.brownpapertickets.com or 1-800-838-3006.

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lOOKinG fOr the neXt GOOd shOt in a wOrld Of liGhtEleanor Culling’s camera

captures landscapes ranging from her own property up Eagle Creek to the Red Rock region of Utah and the rocky green hill-sides of Wales.

Her single shots are evocative enough, but she then creates projects — compilations of care-fully sequenced photographs destined for gallery walls, museums, community exhibits, magazines, photo essay books and her website.

Raised with SLR cameras and film, and the resultant dark-room work and printing expens-es, she luxuriates in the freedom of her small Canon D5 digital camera. When she moved to that technology, “The world of photography opened up to me — I now have control over my pictures.” She’s an experimenter with the medium, appreciating “raw” photos but also taking full advantage of computer software.

Already retired from teaching public school choral music, El-eanor, now 74, left Michigan as a new widow in 1982. It was an extreme move, but she says, “My parents brought me up to be independent and self-confident.”

An earlier hike in the Cascades had riveted her attention on the area, and Leavenworth seemed the perfect place for reinvention. She came, saw, started a busi-ness and purchased a home in swift progression and 28 years later still grins with delight at

eleanor Culling: Artful living.

her wise choices.Eleanor soon involved herself

in the community with her shop (Images, Sounds, and Rubber Stamps II) and with her music life: Village Voices, the Mar-lin Hand Bell Ringers and the German band. Over the years she’s been recognized as a valu-able leader and participant in many area arts groups, and she reigned as 1996 Leavenworth Royal Lady of Autumn Leaves.

Currently, it is her photog-raphy that most strongly de-fines her creativity. She travels wisely (surgeries make her less able than before to hike high and carry heavy) but capturing beauty in nature has lead her boldly around the world. A place she’d gladly revisit is the vast region of Australia, Tasmania and New Zealand, where she has chronicled aboriginal art in her documentary style.

For the portrait for this ar-

ticle, Eleanor maneuvered the photographer to dappled shade in her yard, a red tree branch, an open view of hills. Squinting into autumn sun, she suggested, “Let’s try his spot over here, maybe a little to the left to block out that building…” Aware of the composition, following the light, she’s very much at home with the medium.

Eleanor’s creekside house is a haven of artful living. Her spacious, mountain-facing up-stairs workroom is packed with computers, prints, books, and mementos — not a museum but a studio. She’s still actively seek-ing the next good shot, shaping with sun and shadow, following the next opportunity to show the world through an artist’s lens.

You can see Eleanor’s work on www.eleanorstravels.com and [email protected].

— by Susan Lagsdin




John A. Gellatly went all in for Wenatchee

John Gellatly and his wife Laura walked through downtown Wenatchee on their first evening in town.

In the darkness a man passed them, turned back to look, then walked on. Only moments later, as Laura Gellatly looked back and exclaimed, “He’s after us!” the man attacked John from behind.

Gellatly managed to take a swing at the man then chased him toward the railroad tracks. The man shouted, “Stranger, I’ve made an awful mistake.” Gel-latly shouted back, “You bet you have!” After overtaking the man, John Gellatly turned him over to the marshal.

It was October of 1900. The Gellatlys, with their two chil-dren, Lester and Flossie, had arrived in town at four in the morning on the train from Se-attle. Their plan was to take the stagecoach from Wenatchee to Waterville where John intended to become a wheat grower.

They delayed their departure for Waterville the next day so John could testify in police court. The attacker claimed that he was sorry and that, in the darkness, he had mistaken Gel-latly for, “The man who’s been stepping out with my wife.”

In his first effort to make Wenatchee a better place, John Gellatly agreed to drop the charges if the man would, “Leave town at once.” The man left.

The Gellatlys stayed and “John A.” spent the next half century dedicated to improving the government, parks, schools,

irrigation systems and morals

of his adopted city. Wenatchee was the seat of the 10-month-old Chelan County and the new officers had no experience in running county government. Gellatly’s four years as a county auditor in Oregon soon got him appointed Chelan County Dep-uty Auditor, Deputy Clerk and, at the pleading of the county prosecutor, police court judge.

In the weeks before his new county jobs began, Gel-latly shoveled rotten vegetables, ashes and trash from the base-ment of Taz Rary’s general store, nailed down carpets in Rary’s new house, hauled freight for the town’s drayman and screwed down new student desks in Ste-ven’s School.

He bought five downtown lots

for $100 on a 90-day contract with $10 down. He charged two loads of lumber from Scheble’s lumber yard and, in five days time built his family’s first Wenatchee home, 14 feet by 22 feet, with one room on each of its two floors.

Gellatly’s son, Lester, said that politics was his dad’s main interest in life and that quickly became apparent.

John A. was elected to the city council in 1901 and won the mayor’s job in 1903 then again in 1907 serving a total of six years in that office. John Gel-latly ran for mayor, and won, on the promise to close the town’s multitude of saloons and bawdy houses which Gellatly referred to as, “The resorts along Colum-bia Street.”

Due greatly to his efforts Wenatchee became Washington

State’s first “dry” town.

A teetotaler all his life, Gel-latly often told the story of being taken up to see Philip Miller’s farm below Saddle Rock during his first week in the valley. Miller’s farm had been established in 1872 and boasted mature orchards and gardens.

All new arrivals in town were shown the Miller farm as proof of what could be done with ir-rigation. During the visit Gel-latly was given a glass of what he thought was fruit juice. He downed the contents and soon began to feel the effects of Philip Miller’s famous peach brandy. John A. was much relieved that the effects, in time, wore off.

By 1907, with profits growing from the land title business he had begun in 1901, John A. built the largest house in town for his growing family.

Estimated to cost $8,500, the two-story, brick colonial on the corner of Okanogan and Kittitas streets had hot water-radiator heat (the first in town), a lawn sprinkler system, a curved, mahogany staircase, a Tif-fany chandelier and a concrete porch around three sides. His daughter, Bernice, remembered that it was the only place in Wenatchee where the kids could roller skate. The final cost of the house reached $20,000. The Gellatlys sold a prime orchard on Wenatchee Heights to pay for the new house.

John Gellatly believed in com-munity service, claiming that, “It was just my privilege to work for Wenatchee and Wenatchee has always worked for me.” And work he did.

John A. worked tirelessly to see that the High – Line canal was built, often raising money

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ABOVe: The John Gellatly home on Kittitas Street and Okanogan Avenue was built in 1908 at a cost of $20,000. It was the first home in Wenatchee to have a hot water heating plant and lawn sprinkling system. In 1915, it became a hospital and was razed in 1955. (#80-67-75) LefT: John A. Gellatly worked for Wenatchee, and Wenatchee worked for him. (#78-218-22d)


on the strength of his word and personal guarantee. He went to Olympia in 1908 to make sure that the bridge across the Co-lumbia carrying irrigation water and people would remain free when the state proposed that there be a toll.

He was the first president of the Wenatchee Commer-cial Club (now the Chamber of Commerce), served on the Wenatchee Library Board and the Wenatchee School Board where he championed the cause of shade trees on the grounds of Whitman, Lincoln and Lewis & Clark schools.

John Gellatly was elected to the state House of Representa-tives from Chelan County in 1918 and along with Represen-tative Belle Reeves, also from Wenatchee, he worked to con-vince the state that a road could be built to Quincy through the Rock Island area.

State highway engineers had said it couldn’t be done but Gel-latly and Reeves changed the engineer’s minds and got the funding allocated for construc-tion.

The road opened in 1926 with Gellatly and Reeves in the first car over the Rock Island section. In 1928, Gellatly was elected Lieutenant Governor and served a four year term.

John Gellatly personally guar-anteed the bank loans to build the YMCA and when his doctor told him he needed to get more exercise to lose weight, he got

together with friends to spear-head building the Wenatchee Golf and Country Club. John A. didn’t play golf but he learned. He also planted by hand all the shade trees on the golf course.

Gellatly liked cars and once owned the town’s Packard agency.

He was also a great proponent and backer of roads. In 1909, with his entire family along, he drove his Thomas Flyer over Colockum Pass on a trip to Oregon and two years later was

the first to drive over Colockum Pass to Ellensburg then back to Wenatchee over Blewett Pass. Both roads were barely passable to wagons then. Gellatly was also instrumental in seeing that an automobile road over Stevens Pass was built.

In 1946, John Arthur Gel-latly was named Wenatchee’s Eminent Citizen and he said, “There’s only one way to get what you want, and that’s to get up and go after it with all your heart. Never accept defeat! Go

after your objective over and over and over again if neces-sary.”

John Gellatly did that for all of his years. He died in 1963 just short of his 95th birthday.

Historian, actor and teacher Rod Molzahn can be reached at shake.

[email protected]. His third history CD, Legends & Legacies Vol. III - Sto-ries of Wenatchee and North Central Washington, is now available at the Wenatchee Valley Museum and Cul-tural Center and at other locations

throughout the area.

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When his doctor told him he needed to get more exercise to lose weight, he got together with friends to spearhead building the Wenatchee Golf and Country Club.


hiP deeP in cOOl, watchinG antics Of lOcal Birds

By BridGet eGan

Recently, a young intern at the Chelan-Douglas Land Trust where I work laughed when I mentioned the words birder and cool in the same sentence.

I understand that a birder isn’t typically who most folks have in mind when they think of hip, but birding is an art form. It is wanderlust and humor and sci-ence all rolled into one. What could be cooler?

Birding is a hobby that com-bines the best aspects of our region — outdoor recreation, friendly people and apprecia-tion of our wild heritage. It’s not just about checking birds you’ve seen off a list; it’s about walking through the foothills hoping to catch a glimpse of a Lazuli bun-ting and sipping coffee at dawn listening as the first songs of the day commence.

In Chelan and Douglas coun-ties, there are countless places to watch the amazing behavior of birds.

Our area has prime habitat for noisy Belted Kingfishers, Cal-liope Hummingbirds, and the beautiful Western Meadowlark.

It is a stopover for regal San-dhill Cranes and provides vital supplies for tiny migrating song birds.

Each year — as your skills improve — you can hear as the songs in backyards and foothills get noisier and more complex.

On the Chelan-Douglas Land Trust’s Horse Lake property, David and Beth St. George lead a bird walk each spring where newcomers like me as well as expert birders walk though wildflowers and the smell of sagebrush. We hear the whistled song of Brewer’s Sparrows and see the brilliant blue flash of the Western Bluebird.

It’s a great shared experience. I’d recommend this to anyone — cool or not.

As the weather cools, many birds leave our area for warmer climes, but winter is actually a great time to view birds.

Colorful waterfowl and rap-tors like Bald Eagles are readily seen on our local waterways. Backyards are still visited by twittering Dark-eyed Juncos and Black-capped Chickadees, and each December, Christmas bird counts take place. During these counts, thousands of citizens take a census of their local birds and contribute it to a national database in order to help guide conservation decisions.

Last year, I took my parents to their first Christmas Bird Count on a crisp December morn-ing. My mom proved to be a

natural, spotting a Red-breasted Nuthatch and Red-tailed Hawk before I could even get my bin-oculars ready.

It was a memorable day spent visiting beautiful local places we rarely would go to otherwise. If you would like to get out this winter, there’s a great way to prepare and meet potential bird-ing buddies.

The Land Trust is hosting a free Introduction to Birding class this November taught by local educator and biologist Susan Ballinger. It will cover how you can identify our local common birds — basic biology, pictures and illustrations, and characteristics to look for in the field. This is a hands-on interac-

tive session, so bring your field guides, binoculars, and ques-tions. Susan can help you with all of them!

There is a follow-up field trip with local Audubon members at Horan Nature Area to practice identification skills and social-ize with the hippest birders in north central Washington.

For more information, please email [email protected] or call 509-667-9708. RSVP required for workshop.

Bridget Egan is the membership coordinator for the Chelan-Douglas

Land Trust and program chair for North Central Washington Audubon

Society. She has been a beginning birder for more than a decade.

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The Downy Woodpecker is a regular resident of north central Washington. Photo by Liz Johnson of the Nature Conservancy at the McCartney Creek Pre-serve

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