weekendclimberSo, you are wondering who we are and why we have created this site that you are now viewing. Well, the answer can be both long or short, so I'll attempt to answer it both ways.

The Short Answer: I've been climbing and hiking around the Northwest since I first moved to the Seattle area in 1991 and joined the boy scouts. It was during these mischievous years as a boy scout that I first learned about rock climbing, and subsequently mountaineering and alpine rock. During the summer of 1993, as a group, we climbed Mt. Baker and Mt Rainier. We also did a great many other hikes and scrambles throughout the Cascades culminating in a two week long trip in Alaska. From this point on I was hooked.

Now when I look back at all the hikes and climbs that I've done, it seems the memories had faded sooner than I have thought. So, what to do? How can I log those memories and pictures so that I can scroll back and see what has been done, and what may be left over to do?

This is not a site for spraying about how cool a climber I am, and all the typical bullshit. If you remember clicking on the link or typing this websites address in, it was weekend climber. This means I have a regular job just like everyone else, and my climbing is a way to release all the stress that builds up in the lowlands. It's about the experiences and the memories, and a little bit of talking about recent news and events.


The Long Answer: When I was a small kid I used to climb around on everything. In fact, I distinctly remember my first climbing accident when I was probably about three years old. There was a dresser in my closet that had some nice handlebar type grips for opening the drawers. Well, one day I decided that I had to get to the top of this dresser so that I could reach the upper shelf in my bedroom closet. As I began to make my way up the front of the dresser it wobbled a little bit from my weight being added to the already overflowing furniture piece. As I made the last reach for the top of the dresser (keep in mind this thing is no more than four feet tall, though I'm probably 26 inches at the time), the whole thing fell forward. I dropped to the floor of my bedroom, landing flat on my back and the dresser followed me the whole way.

As I laid there with this wooden contraption nearly suffocating me from the pressure, I screamed and started crying until my mother found me and quickly let the dresser up off of me. Remembering back, it was a surreal experience of being there all by myself with no way of getting up or moving at all. In retrospect, it was the beginning of a great deal of adrenalin pumping experiences that I now crave from day to day.

Monkey's Face

A few years later, I went on my first camping trip to Pike's Peak in the Rocky Mountains of Colorado. Before this trip while living in Kansas, we used to sled down a small hill that I always had called a "mountain". This relatively large Kansan dirt pile was big enough to get up a fair amount of speed on a sled, but by no means was it anywhere near magnificent enough to be called a mountain. When we had finally packed our car to head west towards the Rockies, I was, well, excited as a school boy in a candy store.

Approaching the mountains several hours into our road trip, I could start to make out the blue haze that was blurring the ridges and summits of the peaks. I was in absolute awe as to what I was seeing. I could hardly believe my eyes at how enormous these true mountains were compared to what my flatlander mind was used to experiencing. In the end, this single trip probably shaped my future more than anything else when I was a small boy.

Eventually, since my dad worked for Boeing, we ended up in one of their more obscure plants located in Lake Charles, Louisiana. This is where I first had my experiences with the boy scouts, or cub scouts and weeblos until I was about age 12.

A year before leaving the state after living there for four years, our troop went on a fifty mile canoe trip down the Brazos River near Fort Worth, Texas. It was the first week long trip I would take were I could only rely on what I knew and had accessible to survive. Compared to some of the experiences I've had since then, this trip was exquisite.

So, you are probably still wondering why I have not answered your question yet. What is this site about?

It began as a thought to try and log some of the climbs I have done and will do way back when I was just out of high school and climbing was all I wanted to do. I remembered all the hikes in boy scouts I had taken, but I was more interested in getting out of the house than keeping track of where we were going. Being in the boy scouts were sort off like having my own personal guides and trip planners to get everything going for an outing. All that organization and extensive amount of gear to pack each time is still something I have to fight off.

In high school, I would program my TI-82 calculator so that I would not have to remember any formulas. I could scroll through a list of formulas that I had created and then the calculator would ask me for the different values that were applicable to the problem. Being that I was able to use this calculator during tests, it was an easy pass through all my math classes that I took. This is where the excitement (that's right I'm a nerd) of programming started from and when I got my first computer, I was off.

I read as many books as I could get my hands on so that I could learn as much as possible. At this time the Internet was just starting to blossom and I did not have internet access, though at the time it was dial-up only. I still have many of the books that I toiled over sitting in boxes in my garage and still use them from time to time. I have written many programs and scripts in different languages since and finally settled with PHP, Perl, and Javascript to do most of the work for me. Then, once the internet was more mainstream (around 1999) I started this little website that you a viewing now.

Cerise Creek SkiingThis is actually the fourth version of it, with the first version being very primitive and mostly static pages. It was hard work to maintain the pages and keep things looking as though I was actually doing something other than paying for a place for a few documents online. So, after reading a bunch of stuff about CGI and web servers I started building an application. This way I could easily post reports and also attach pertinent details about what I was writing about amongst many other things.

This then evolved into the second version of my website, which was a mix between static and dynamic pages that was easier to maintain. It was still a bit of a chore to keep things updated, but that was just mere laziness on my part, at least that is what I assumed.

Then at the beginning of 2003, I found a little program suite called Mambo and began to read about it's features and interactivity. I was very impressed and immediately downloaded it and start fidgeting with it's interface on my test server at home. This was really the solution to all my problems: A completely dynamic, database driven website that is easily customizable and has an active help forum. Version three of was then born.

In 2008 though, my climbing and hiking has since come to a slow crawl. After a serious knee injury, two surgeries and lots of physical therapy, I've since moved on to other hobbies and interests. Though climbing and hiking are still near and dear to my, I let this site become a bit stale and out dated.

Jump to the current computing age, and now version four. With the modern age of smart phones and apps, posting, updating, and keeping things current on personal websites is easier than ever. It is pretty much just a matter of writing a few paragraphs, adding some pictures and publishing it. With new adventures on the horizon stay tuned for more updates in the future.

Conclusion: This site is not only a place to keep memories and photos of trips and experiences, but it is also a show of my web programming skills and ability. If you come to the site frequently, you may or may not notice that things are always changing. This is because knowledge can only be gained through experience and understanding, and those are two things that are as never ending as the Sun. Hopefully you enjoy visiting from time to time.