Over the years, Alex and I have been privileged to experience some amazing sporting events. The Opening Ceremony of the Salt Lake Olympics however, ranks at the top for emotional intensity. From the thrill of seeing America’s past athletes, to the joy of seeing young athletes from around the world march onto the stage. Each aspect of the ceremony was filled with meaning and significance. The United States was a country in mourning after 9/11 and needed an emotional boost. On our home soil, we screamed with joy as the 1980 US Hockey team lit the torch. From the soil of the World Trade Center site, not an eye remained dry as New York’s finest fireman and police officers marched out with the Trade Center American flag; a moment which will live in our hearts forever.
We hope you enjoy the ceremony as well as the events which follow. Going to the Winter Olympics means 16 hours a day of clothes prep, travel, and waiting in line for security. Our four days were packed with activity but also packed with great memories.
This trip was a life long dream for me. To share it with my son was even better. Completely safe and way beyond my expectations. It rained confetti!
Of the many adventures Alex and I have been on, our trip up the Sea of Cortez has to be one of my favorites. Not only were we venturing into a new part of the world, but also we soon found ourselves in some very remote places with rough roads and long drives between fishing villages. While we were at first worried about being robbed, we were quickly told by a local dive master that all of the thieves were down in Cabo San Lucas because that’s where all the tourists are!
We flew to Cabo San Lucas and made our way up the Sea of Cortez to La Paz. Starting out, I wanted to rent a compact car to save money. At the last minute, with a great deal of pressure from Alex, I changed to a Jeep Liberty with 4-wheel drive. As you’ll see in the video, that was a huge plus for the challenging roads in some very remote areas. Even with a jeep, however, I did manage to get it stuck in the sand on one occasion just as the tide was rolling in. It was a tense moment between Alex and I as we tried getting wood under the tires and picturing our car and possessions rolling out to sea. Fortunately for us, a fellow named Bob who had a house up the shore came to our rescue with his pickup truck and towline.
For equipment, we brought along our dome tent, snorkeling equipment, spear, a rotisserie, and some very basic camping supplies. For luggage, my golf bag worked perfect for holding all the odd shaped items. We then hit a mega store in Cabo for basic food necessities, lawn chairs, cooler, and any other items we needed and figured we could leave behind. We ended up giving most of these things to a thankful security guard at a remote road stop on our way back to the airport.
While spread out, the small towns we came upon had basic supplies in the local stores along with fresh tortillas at roadside stands. Though we had planned on scuba diving more than one time, there was only one place to get air on the entire trip. Using snorkeling gear, we were able to spear fish right off the shore every night for our dinner. The other great advantage to an adventure in Mexico is that almost all of their beaches are open to camping. We were able to find some great stretches with miles of beach, mounds of seashells; turtle prints each morning, and practically no people.
Finally, one of the highlights was spending a night on EI Espiritu Santos, a large island preserve off the shore from La Paz. We paid a fisherman to take us over to the island and he promised he’d be back to get us at 10:00 a.m. the next morning. It was an amazing evening of snorkeling in this huge bay and then camping alone under thousands of stars. The fisherman arrived on time the next morning and gave us a lift back to our car.
It was a great adventure and very doable if you have a little camping and water experience. Alex was 13 at the time and the perfect age for handling the free spirited nature of the adventure. In retrospect, the only tip I’d recommend is taking an extra spear tip. After breaking the one we brought, it took us a half-day of unsuccessful searching before having to buy a new spear.
This video vault selection is from the summer of 2008 when Alex and myself, along with his friends and their dads, went on our first raft/canoe trip together which would become annual event. While we had done many adventures before, this was our first rafting excursion and something completely new for Alex and I.
We floated the lower Gunnison River, just south of Grand Junction, Colorado, 5 hours west of Denver. This is a calm river with a few class 1/2 rapids.
Within a mile of putting in, we dropped out of the high desert plains and entered a magical canyon that looked like it was pulled straight out of Utah and dropped inside Colorado. We were in the midst of steep sandstone rocks, cliffs, wildlife of all sorts, and beautiful stretches of mild rapids. As sunset came on, we were treated to magnificent changing colors in the clear skies and deep, red rocks.
The second big surprise of the trip came the next morning when we went hiking up the Little Dominguez Canyon. While starting out following a very small stream with a few scrub oak, we discovered a series of waterfalls and swimming holes carved deep into the sandstone. As you’ll see in the video, we all felt like we were kids again jumping and swimming along with Huck Finn!