Captain and Clark The Modern Cartographers, Charting Your World. Fri, 30 Oct 2015 09:15:06 +0000 en-US hourly 1 The “30 Year Quest Finale” Fri, 30 Oct 2015 09:09:55 +0000 This is the final episode of “30 Year Quest” the story of a mysterious Latin text message from an anonymous number and the journey to discover the identity of the caller.

Making my presence known at Point Defiance Message in the storm drain Message in a bottle "The Keys to Everything" The final Quest PLU Fighting the Knight on the bridge The cloaked figure Burning my shackle Fin The heart of it all


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30 Year Quest – Pt. 2 Mon, 26 Oct 2015 06:14:15 +0000 IMG_3091

As part two of the 30 Year Quest continues, I venture further into the mystery of Virgil and finally meet the person pulling my strings. Enjoy hidden messages, powerful coming of age monologues, and a return to a forgotten hollow.

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30 Year Quest – Pt. 1 Fri, 23 Oct 2015 23:55:17 +0000 This marks our foray into podcasting. Join us as we embark on a quest to a haunted city as directed by a mysterious Latin speaking guide.

We would love to hear from you all what you think. Please enjoy, and join us soon for pt.2.

The road to Clay City The ransom note October in WA The witch's house Gate to Clay City Fire pit

A mysterious Latin message arrives on a young man’s phone from an unknown number as he is traveling to a ghost town before his 30th birthday. He follows the unknown caller’s instructions on an epic quest through darkness.



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Exploring Italy with Eurail Wed, 21 Oct 2015 17:51:47 +0000 Chris and I are pretty enamored with Italy. Any country that shares a deep appreciation for coffee and carbohydrates is a friend of mine.

While we might classify ourselves of Italiaphiles (did I just make that up?) we had really only explored the cities of Rome and Venice. Thankfully, our pals at Eurail decided to change that and provided us with the opportunity to travel through more of the country by train.

We started in Milan. Our Airbnb was a cute loft attached to the apartment and studio of a local artist. The space was beautifully decorated on our host was more than gracious. It was our first time every booking an Airbnb and we were very impressed. Our apartment was located slightly out of city centre but extremely close the a metro line.

I was initially unimpressed with the city. It lacked the historic character of Rome and the stunning sights of Venice. But what the city lacks in ambiance, it makes up for in art. Milan’s Duomo is unlike any structure I have ever seen. It’s massive and so incredibly intricate that it would take an entire lifetime to notice every small detail.

Milan's intricate Duomo

We also crossed off a major bucket list item in Milan and were able to see The Last Supper in person. Spoiler alert: it’s GINORMOUS. Forget how it was portrayed in our school textbooks. This is not something you frame and hang in your dining room, it’s more like a billboard. I enjoyed seeing it up close and taking in the tiny details (like Peter with the knife. Or is it?) a la The Davinci Code.

There was no way we could visit Milan and not stop by the newly opened Wes Anderson themed cafe, Bar Luce. What was initially supposed to be just a coffee break soon turned into an hour of indulging to their delicious cocktails and cake. Whoopsies. Sorry, not sorry.

Wes Anderson themed cafe in Milan

From Milan we caught a fast train to Venice. It was great to be back and we immediately dropped our bags off at our Airbnb and took to the streets. Unlike our first visit in the winter, Venice was crawling with thousands of tourists. It was hot, sticky, and crowded so we decided to spend the day doing what we love: exploring and getting lost. We wandered through the winding alleyways, stopped for multiple espressos and stumbled upon our new favorite bookstore, Acqua Alta. This shop has books stacked high and around every corner. I have two favorite section of the store, the first being the staircase made of books located on the patio in the back of the store. The second is the quiet little corner where one can sit and read as gondolas gently sail by. It’s magical.

Acqua Alta bookstore Venice Italy

Speaking of gondolas, we went on our very first gondola ride this trip. It was fun to see Venice from the water, even if it was a short ride. And as always, we had to partake in cicchettis. These little sandwiches are the best way to get your hands on tasty sustenance when exploring Venice. We went back to our favorite spot, Al Merca (first introduced to us on a Walks of Italy Tour) and spent a whopping six euro for two truffle and parma ham sandwiches as well as two glasses of prosecco. I call that a win.

Al Merca cicchettis in Venice Italy

From Venice, we hopped on a train and made way for Florence (or Firenze as the locals call it). I didn’t know what to expect from the city but ended up falling for Firenze. First, the city’s Duomo looks like it came from a children’s book. It’s incredibly colorful and detailed and is a great beacon for finding your way around the city.

The highlight of Florence would have to be seeing the statue of David. Like The Last Supper, David was even larger than I could have ever imagined. It made me really appreciate the sheer skill of Michelangelo to carve something so magnificent out of stone. You could clearly see the muscles and even the strained veins in David’s arms and legs.

The statue of David in Firenze Italy

A day trip from Florence had us discovering Tuscany. Our Walks of Italy tour couldn’t have been more perfect as we were chauffeured from Siena to San Gimignano and enjoyed not one, but TWO food stops. The highlight for me was our first meal at a local organic farm. We were given a tour of the property (complete with introductions to three tamed wild boars and a couple of bee hives) before we were treated to a wine tasting. Just when I thought our stop couldn’t get any better, we sat down for one of the best meals of the trip (an entire post dedicated to that meal is in the works–promise).

wine tasting at an organic farm in Tuscany Italy

Rome was our last stop on the itinerary and served as a hub for our day trip to Pompeii and Positano. I feel like Chris and I have covered a good amount of Rome on our two previous trips and was ready to get out and see more of the countryside. Positano has been on my list ever since the movie Nine came out and I was excited to see what this seaside town had to offer.

Lemons the size of your head. That was the first thing I noticed as we approached Positano. There were giant, cantaloupe-sized lemons. And while the majority of them are composed of skin, they were still delicious. We even stopped for some frozen lemon ice that hit the spot.

Large lemons in Positano Italy

As for Pompeii, it was incredible. The rain came in just as we arrived and created a light mist that drifted throughout the remains. Our guide was incredibly informative and took the time to answer any and all questions we had about the poisonous gas that claimed so many lives. Due to the weather, there were times that it seemed like we had the area to ourselves.

Pompeii day trip with walks of italy

That’s what I love to much about Italy. The history and culture that has been preserved and revered for centuries. It’s one of the reasons why we love the country so much. There’s always more to see, learn, and taste.

The best part of this trip was the ease of traveling by train. Eurail is the perfect way to explore Italy and one that we would recommend a thousand times over. Our Eurail Italy pass allowed us the flexibility to move at our own pace and see as much as possible.

Stay tuned for more in depth posts about our time in each city. We have so much more to share!


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Don’t Mess with K-Pop Fri, 09 Oct 2015 00:58:46 +0000 At Captain and Clark we love to travel the world to explore new cultures and then share those with you. So buckle up, today we’re taking a look at one of our favorite topics: K-Pop.

It should be no secret to anyone that I (Captain) enjoy K-Pop. Some of you may even remember my Pop 10. I’ve risen to the defense of K-Pop again and again. To the outsider it can seem straight up bizarre but beneath the electric color choices and pencil skirts, there leis the beating heart of Korea.

One thing in particular that I really enjoy about K-Pop is how quickly revenge escalates. Sure, we’ve all seen Carrie Underwood smash up her cheating ex’s truck, but that’s just one woman with a Louisville Slugger. When a Korean pop star goes for revenge, she’ll dress up like Halloween-on-acid, grab nine of her friends, and smash your whole world with a chainsaw. It takes all the cutesie sparkle of 3 year old’s princess birthday party and blends it with American Horror Story. For a country that has banned guns, their pop music can go from sassy to scary in 2 seconds. For me, it’s the juxtaposition of precious and precarious that makes me feel so alive.

Don’t believe me? Behold exhibit A.

Ailee – “(너나 잘해) Mind Your Own Business”

Ailee is not only one of my all time favorites but she’s a great example of what I’m talking about. Her ex treats her poorly so she corners him in a parking garage like the KGB then has her posse jump out with chainsaws and smashes up his PT Cruiser (I mean it’s a PT Cruiser, no loss.) She even goes to K-Pop jail for it. Not a care in the world.

Brown Eyed Girls – “Abracadabra”


This goes from 0 to 60 in 2.3 seconds. The Brown Eyed Girls, one of Korea’s long standing K-pop bands have always had a darker reputation. In this video they decided that the best way to get back at a guy who’s been cheating on all of them (dangerous) is to mess up his world. This guy, a bad cheating man, gets handcuffed to his bed and strapped to a bomb. This is in no way an acceptable stand-in for couples therapy.


2NE1 – “내가 제일 잘 나가(I AM THE BEST)”


This actually has nothing to do with revenge, it’s simply because 2NE1 is the best. And they want you to know it. They want you to know it so badly that they get all leather-clad and smash up all their Platinum Records and then shoot up the studio. Please take special note of the pastel ice cream helmet immediately before the sub-automatic machine guns come out.

Miss A – “Good-bye Baby”


This one takes a bit of time to get going, so if you want just jump ahead to 1:32. I’ll fill you in on what you missed. This guy, some producer/B-boy, is a misogynistic dick. He’s always show boating around, demeaning the hard working ladies of Miss A, getting their names wrong, and being skeezy. So, they bypass Human Resources and go straight to the obvious conflict resolution of drowning him. However, they get bored of that so they just blow him up. Problem solved. #girlpower


Lee Hyori – Bad Girls



Lee Hyori is a notorious bad girl in the world of K-Pop. She’s out spoken, strong, and sassy. In short, she’s amazing. She’s also got a record for being censored by the Korean pop media censor. That’s part of what makes this video so wonderful. I won’t ruin it for you, the story telling is masterful and about as subtle as Elton John wearing an air-raid siren. Have at it!


If you feel that I missed a classic example of K-Pop over reactions please let me know in the comments below. I promise I will look into it.

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Seeking adventure in Barcelona Wed, 30 Sep 2015 05:38:48 +0000 WE LOVE CATALONIA!

Or Catalunya, depending on if you speak English or Catalan. Regardless of its spelling, the region of Catalonia is quickly growing to the top of our “best places in the world” list. Home to the best restaurant in the world (literally– El Celler de Can Roca claimed the 2015 title), the latest filming for Game of Thrones, and some of the best cava (the Catalan equivalent of champagne), there’s really no reason not to love the area.

This was our third trip to Barcelona but our first time actually being able to explore the city. Our first visit was spent traveling around the gorgeous and diverse Costa Brava region, while our second time was just as a brief layover before we headed to Estonia. To showcase the variety of exciting activities that are offered online, Expedia sent us to Barcelona to sniff out a few of the more adventurous and culturally minded excursions. Here are some of our favorite ways to experience Barcelona:

By Taste 

What better way to get in touch with local flavor than a gourmet tapas tour and Flamenco show. Our small group met just before dinner and followed our knowledgeable guide to two different tapas restaurants, one unique cava bar, and finished with a Flamenco show. I over indulged on pa amb tomàquet (toasted bread topped with tomatoes, olive oil and salt) and delicious cheeses and ham. Also, the olives in this region are simply magical. Our canned black cocktail olives have nothing on Spain.

Best tapas tour in Barcelona

The highlight of our night was the stop we made for cava. We were greeted by two beautiful men in drag, their figures being hugged by tight kimonos. The lead us to our table in one of the most unique restaurants we’ve been to. Chairs were hanging from the ceiling, chandeliers (with real burning candles) hung precariously over our heads, and the walls were adorned with colorful pop art.

Tapas and Flamenco show in Barcelona


Our night ended with a stop at a local Flamenco bar where we watched two dancers stomp and stare in elaborate outfits. The band was great and the audience seemed to really feel it. Flamenco actually comes from the Andalusia region but that doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy it when you’re in Barcelona. It was the perfect ending to our night.

By Land

There are so many ways to explore Barcelona, but perhaps the most stylish is to tour the city by way of motorcycle and sidecar. You heard that right. Our second tour of the city involved Chris and I being picked up by a petite Spanish woman who propped me in the adorable sidecar while Chris road behind her on the motorcycle.

Barcelona sidecar tour of the city

Even though we had been to Barcelona two times prior, we saw gems and iconic ares that we had never noticed before. The best part about being on the motorcycle was that we were treated to a 360 degree view of the city. There’s nothing like the wind blowing through your hair as you cruise through the streets of Barcelona. Plus, we looked oh-so stylish while doing it.

Barcelona sidecar tour

We would highly recommend this tour for anyone that’s headed to Barcelona. Not only do you have your own personal tour guide and chauffeur, but riding in the sidecar is an experience all its own.

By Air

We’re no strangers to heights and one of our favorite ways to see a destination is by air. Luckily for us, we were treated to an incredible aerial view of Costa Brava (located just outside of Barcelona) by way of hot air balloon.

Hot air balloon in Barcelona Spain

We’ve soared in hot air balloons before but this particular trip was unlike any other. For starters, we went higher than we have ever gone. We were above the clouds for most of our journey and it.was.awesome. Our pilot was very friendly and incredibly skilled. He literally stuck the landing and the pick-up crew had already found us by that point. Previous balloon rides had us bouncing through dry fields and rocky (to put it lightly) landings and long waits while the pick-up vans attempted to locate us.

Hot air balloon ride in Spain


Once our feet were firmly on the ground, we celebrated our successful flight with champagne and grilled cheese sandwiches (toasted over the basket’s torches). This was one hot air balloon ride that we’d be happy to do over and over again.

With Locals

The last tour on our whirlwind trip to Barcelona was with LivingIt Tours. It was an entire day dedicated to cava, wine, and culture. In other words, it was heaven.

Our guide for the day, Barbara picked us up at our hotel and escorted us to the Penedès region. Wine and cava flow throughout the area and is home to our favorite cava producer of all time, Freixenet. While it isn’t an official stop on the tour, Barbara let us do a quick drive-by to snap a few photos as proof. If you haven’t tried this cava yet, add it to your list. We toast Freixenet to celebrate almost every occasion.

Freixenet cava tour in Spain

We continued on to the Parés Baltà winery where we experienced a tour of the vineyards and cellars before being treated to an insane amount of wine. Our tasting featured three different types of cava and four varieties of wine. This family-owned winery produces high quality organic wines and cava that rival even the fanciest of champagnes.

Pares Balta winery tour in Spain

Once we were good and tipsy, Barbara loaded us back in the car and headed back for Barcelona. Waiting for us was an epic cultural event that wasn’t to be missed.

We drove through the winding streets and alleyways of Barcelona until we reached an unassuming building. I noticed the few people hanging around outside were sporting what appeared to be sumo-like belts around their torsos. We descended the stairs to find a large, open room with at least fifty people gathered inside. Everyone was wearing the same belt and their wrists were wrapped in red bands. Before I knew what was happening, everyone gathered and began to build a human tower. Literally.

Human Towers or Castells in Catalonia

Castells are a source of pride in Catalonia. This tradition dates back to the 18th century and is a sport that requires a little core strength, some guts, and a lot of trust. I was amazed to see tiny children scurry their way to the top of the tower, sometimes well over six stories (humans?) high. This particular group of Castellers was incredibly welcoming and happy to explain this prized tradition.

I stood in awe as I witnessed the puzzle-like formation of each person and the important roll that they play in the building of the Castell. Those that stand at the base support the person in front of them, always keeping their heads down for safety. Traditionally, rhythmic music is played at different tempos to alert the Castellers of the progress being made.

We were attending a practice session, but when performing, the group would normally wear matching outfits. This particular group wears white pants, blue shirts, and the black fabric that is wrapped tightly around their waists for support. The best part of the evening? When they asked us to join, of course.

Watching Castellers in Barcelona

There’s so much to say about Castells that we’re going to write a post dedicated to this unique tradition. It was definitely an experience that will stay with us. Hopefully we’ll be able to lend a hand (or body) on our next trip to Barcelona.

We find something new and exciting with each trip to Catalonia. We don’t know when we’ll return, but can’t wait to see what we discover next time.


Have you been to Barcelona? What activities would you recommend? We’d love to hear your suggestions in the comment section below. 

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We turned two! Thu, 17 Sep 2015 07:37:10 +0000 Chris,

My love, my Captain, my darling. You hold so many titles in our relationship. Some of which I have no idea of their origins (like “Beebs”–where the hell did I come up with that one?) and some that make the most perfect sense–ahem– “sweet cheeks.” And while you carry each term of endearment with the greatest esteem, there’s one name that I find to be the most cherished, for I am the only one on the planet that has the privilege of calling you husband.

We turned two a few days ago. Our second anniversary was spent almost exactly like our first. We didn’t get dressed up. There was no fancy candlelit dinner at an expensive restaurant. Gifts weren’t even exchanged on that day (mostly because you’re horrible at waiting to gift me something and yours hasn’t even arrived yet). Instead, we drove over seven hours across the state, in torn jeans and work shirts, with a car full of archery equipment.

And you know what? I wouldn’t have had it any other way. I revel in the quiet moments that we spend together in the car. Laughing hysterically at the backseat of our car, which was reminiscent of a modern trading wagon with sheaths of arrows, two bows, and piles of sheepskins. I relished in the times we pulled over on the side of the road to take in the scenery of eastern Washington or when we donned our cowboy hats and surveyed the basalt columns along Highway 2, or even when we grabbed a quick coffee in Bavarian-themed Leavenworth.

Our lives are incredible. We’ve woven our passions into a profession and I don’t know how long it’s going to last, but I intend on relishing in every moment. But even if we weren’t traveling the world or holding outrageously themed archery tournaments, I know that we would still believe our lives to be grand because we get to spend it together.

Tips for hiking Koko Head on Oahu

You are so magical and you don’t even know it. You have the gift of making the ordinary extraordinary and your childlike wonder for the world feeds my soul. You are my rock, the wind in my sails, my best friend. Thank you for your never ending love, passion, and support. Thank you for eight years of adventure and two years of marriage. Here’s to many, many more.

Happy anniversary.

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Feeling the love in France Thu, 03 Sep 2015 06:57:02 +0000 Spoiler alert. Francophiles beware. In this post we’ll be expressing our love/hate relationship with France. Don’t judge too harshly. It gets better towards the end. 

I can’t believe that it took me 27 years to finally step foot in France. I had climbed Kilimanjaro, traversed Rajasthan, and licked salt from the floors of the Uyuni flats in Bolivia before I visited the country from where the language of love was born. The very same language that I spent nine years studying and have a bachelor’s degree in.

I envisioned disembarking the plane in Paris and being greeted by the smell of freshly baked baguettes, the sight of the glittering Eiffel Tower, and matching the friendly “bonjours” from the locals. In essence, I anticipated my arrival to be from the opening scenes of Beauty and the Beast.

In reality, Chris and I were welcomed by a surprise snowfall that had us literally sliding into our gate after a two hour delay, landing us in Paris at just after midnight. After navigating the metro kiosks (that don’t take CASH or cards sans microchips), we saddled up our backpacks and began our urine-scented ride into town. After the pristine rides we experienced on the London Tube just days before, the almost derelict metro cars of Paris left us wanting.

I wish I could say that it got better from there. It didn’t. To be fair, we have to take a large portion of the blame. We arrived in mid-March and didn’t pack appropriately for the cold. The blizzard that greeted us not only dampened our spirits but also the flimsy boots and leggings that I packed for our month-long journey through Europe. Being from the Seattle area, we are accustomed to March being the month where the weather starts looking up. This is when we slowly start to trade our dark flannel and black North Face jackets for brighter colored flannel and light windbreakers.

Love hate relationship with Paris

We were also poor. We were in between contracts and had two more weeks until we could expect a BIG paycheck. We had to live frugally and that meant setting aside money for provisions (like, you know, food) instead of visits to the museums and sights that the city is known for. All in all, it wasn’t an ideal situation for visiting the city. For that, I take some blame.

BUT, (and this is where I feel like Paris has some explaining to do) what no one prepared me for was just how dirty the streets in Paris were. There was dog poop everywhere. After every outing my calves pulsated from having to continually hop over spontaneous heaps of dog doo. To make matters worse, the snowy slush had turned the city sidewalks into treacherous slip and slides with inevitable pockets of highly questionable brown snow. Le gross.

Neither of us was particularly heartbroken when it came time for us to leave (aside from having to say au revoir to my beloved pain au chocolats). We were cold, broke, and disheartened. Did we set Paris on too high a pedestal? Would we give France a second chance?

Pain au chocolats FOR LIFE.

Pain au chocolats FOR LIFE.

We weren’t sure if France would ever pop up on a radar again. It wasn’t until when we learned that two of our dear friends were getting married in the French countryside, that we knew it was time to return. That and we kind of had to be there; I was a bridesmaid and Chris was officiating the wedding.

This time around, we only had a day to get from Paris to Chef-Boutonne, a teeny tiny village in the French countryside where the wedding was to take place. As soon as we landed at CDG, we picked up our rental car and headed south. Within minutes of leaving Paris we felt like we had entered a completely new country. The muddled streets and gray sidewalks gave way to miles and miles of gorgeous countryside.

Picturesque villages and sleepy fields began to greet us around every corner. I found myself humming the theme song to Beauty and the Beast as we approached the gorgeous French villa where we would be staying. Everything about Chef-Boutonne seemed magical.

The day before the wedding we spent the afternoon exploring the nearby town of Verteuil-sur-Charente. It’s hard to believe that this isn’t a major tourist destination as it boasts a whimsical castle with a bubbling stream that runs below it. There was even an old cemetery up on a hill that had graves that dated back to the early 1400’s. That’s almost 400 years older than our nation of the United States.

The best places to visit in the French countryside

I was immediately enamored with the area. The locals were so incredibly friendly and overly patient when it came to conversing in French. I thoroughly enjoyed taking in my afternoon coffee while people watching. There wasn’t much happening in town but it seemed like everyone was out taking their dogs for a walk (mostly–get this–French bulldogs) as they ran their errands for the day. If this was what the rest of France was like, I was dangerously close to falling in love with the country.

The best places in the French countryside

My courtship with France didn’t end there. The day of the wedding was more beautiful than we could have ever imagined. The neighboring horses even came to watch the event. It was such an honor to witness two of our closest friends tie the knot and be surrounded by loved ones. We met Corey and Paul (hailing from Wales and England, respectively) while we were all living in South Korea. We’ve since met up with them in various countries around the world. Their union brought together so many lovely people from all corners of the globe and it solidified why we are so enamored with traveling. The world is small and there are some pretty kick ass people in it.

Things to do in the French countryside

Horsing around with Kate (hailing from South Africa), another friend we made in Korea.

Once the festivities concluded, Chris and I decided to spend a few extra days in the city of Poitiers. After a week spent in the countryside, we wanted to see what a bigger city had to offer. Again, the city was filled with friendly locals, amazing food, decent prices, and some of the prettiest architecture we’ve ever seen. There were multiples times when we caught ourselves saying that we could live there.

The beautiful city of Poitiers, France


We might have judged France a little too harshly on our first trip. While I can see why some people would find Paris to be exceptionally magical, I think I prefer the beauty and freedom of the countryside. That being said, after this last trip to France, I’m willing to give Paris a second try.

What do you think? What did we do wrong the first time around? What parts of France do we need to explore next? Let us know in the comment section below. 

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Honey Harvest at Castle Staudinger [VIDEO] Fri, 28 Aug 2015 18:23:26 +0000 This past April my mother made the decision to get bees. As some of you may know there is a serious problem in the world of bees rapidly disappearing. This is a huge problem because bees are the engine that drive the planet. They are the tiny machines that pollinate major crops and the world’s plants. Without them we couldn’t exist. Not only that though but they create honey, which let’s face it, is liquid gold.

When you choose to become a beekeeper it is highly recommended that you take a course. My mom did and it really paid off. This past April we went out to her place in Spokane, WA to help set up the first hive and to help her get ready for the bees.

Eventually the bees arrived in a box. It’s incredible, bees smell delicious, like warm bread and flowers. They are also quite toasty, a box of bees has the same heat as a sleepy puppy. When they arrive you take the tiny container with the queen in it and place her in the new hive with a marshmallow as a cork in her box. Then you pour the other bees into the hive. They will detect the queen and chew the marshmallow to get her out.

the arrival of the bees

The queen inside her box

The queen inside her box

Over the next few months they will explore outwards from the hive within a five mile radius. As they do they will collect flower pollen and return to the hive with it where they will mix it with water and create honey.

Our bees have been doing this since April and it was finally time to harvest the honey.

Honey harvest is traditionally done in August (late summer) when the bees are at the peak of honey production. Honey is the food bees make to survive the winter, so it is important not to take too much. You need to let the bees fill the main hive before you add smaller boxes to the top of the hive. These smaller boxes are known as honey supers and they contain the honey that you can harvest at the end of summer. By early September the bees will wrap up their quest to gather pollen and start to settle in for the long winter.

A strong hive of 50,000 bees can produce around 10 to 15 lbs of honey in a year, sometimes more. The honey is an excellent way to maintain your health and to also relive allergies. It’s best to eat honey from the region you live in to get the best allergy relief.

Tawny and I rode over to Spokane to get the prep work done and make way for all the honey!

The new hives Guard bees making sure the hive is safe Inside the hive Getting to work Bees working on the honeycomb

Once we opened the hive we removed the frames and placed them inside a large plastic bin. This is important because otherwise the bees will chase you and try to take their honey back. Check out the video to get a firsthand look at what a honey harvest looks like.


It took us just over five hours to harvest one hive and we ended up with 12.5 lbs of honey (or just shy of 3 gallons.) The flavor profile is unlike any honey I’ve ever experienced before. Technically I believe it is called “fire-weed” honey which seems to be the general term for wildflower honey.

We’re already making plans to increase the hive count by three for next year. Stay tuned, there’s more to come.

We would love to hear from you! Do you have any experience with bees? Maybe you just love honey, let us know in the comments below!

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Our Experience with the Sensory Deprivation Tank Tue, 04 Aug 2015 02:32:16 +0000 I was naked. My ears were stuffed with a high-tech wax. In front of me there was a long coffin-shaped box with a space shuttle hatch on the front. Inside it looked like one of the tubes that they put people in cyrostasis for space travel. I took a deep breath, climbed into the hatch, and sealed it behind me. All around me was super dense salt water about a foot deep, and no light at all.

floating in the sensory deprevation tank in Portland OR

This was how the greatest dread and highest high of my life began.

You might think that I was gearing up for space travel, and in a sense you’d be right. This was our foray into sensory deprivation, or “floating” as the kids are calling it these day.

Have you ever wanted to experience weightlessness? Do you want to jump through the looking-glass of your own mind and experience a trip without drugs? Well, we have something for you. This was by far the most fascinating trip we’ve ever taken without leaving our home coast.


Float On, in Portland, OR is the largest float tank center in the USA. Tawny and I had heard about float tanks but never experienced anything like it or heard from anyone who could really describe it. I haven’t ever experienced anything to prepare me for the kind of sensation that you feel in a float tank.

Things to know:

You are weightless: There is over 850 lbs of Epsom salt in the water. When you lie back you float like an apple in a bucket. It feels like you’re drifting through space.

You lose track of your own body: The water is heated to 93.5 degrees Fahrenheit. The result is water that is “skin-receptor neutral” meaning that after a few minutes you lose the ability to tell where you end and the water begins.

There is NO light: The chamber is perfectly dark.

You’re naked: This was a surprise for me, but you float solo, in a dark chamber, in a private room. So, chill, it’s worth it.



The first four minutes were full of absolute dread. You would think that it would be claustrophobia but it was in fact the exact opposite. I couldn’t see, hear, or feel anything. When I opened my eyes it was pitch black. I took a deep breath and laid back, wiling myself to relax. For those first few minutes I had to hold my hands behind my head because my shoulders ached so badly. I hadn’t realized how much tension I had been carrying in them. It took, what I assume was, ten minutes for them to unwind and I could float without any tension at all.

I could feel myself unwind, and start to relax inch by inch.


My mind started to wander. Completely uninhibited, it spun off. I was warm, and there was nothing at all to distract me. You really do start to lose track of where your hands and feet are because the water feels so similar to your own finger tips after a while. Sort of like you’re melting into it. Even the water doesn’t feel anything like normal water. Not really. It feels more like you are being pushed upwards. The salt solution is so buoyant that it actually repels you from sinking at all. You drift.

I would love to tell you that I thought long and hard about many deep subjects. Tawny did. After her float she was aglow with new ideas and pitches and she could hardly wait to write them all down. Me? I went to some secret animal part of my brain. It felt like I was a wild mountain cat running through my own head. Strangely serene, despite how it sounds. Like a cougar on a misty morning.

It only felt like a few minutes but we floated for an hour and a half. The minimum time for a float. Soft music gets pumped into your chamber when your time is up and you sort of gently drift back to reality. You jump out, shower, get changed and emerge reborn into the world.

I felt younger. It was like the high after a great massage or a long sleep. All the tension in my shoulders was gone and it felt like my senses were electric. The water bar in the lobby was the most delicious thing I had tasted in days. Lemon water tasted like fine booze all of a sudden.

If you get the chance, you have to try one.

Have you floated before? Let us know about it in the comments below? Tell us if it compares to the Dead Sea.

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