Monday, September 2, 2013

Seeing San Francisco from the Saddle of a....Bike?

Recently, my grandparents took me to San Francisco for my 16th birthday present. Yes, I know...I'm not 16 anymore. But my grandpa had knee surgery and needed to recuperate for a while, then life took us up and we couldn't plan the trip until a couple weeks ago. However, better late than never! The trip was a blast and I had a ton of fun!


Yes, we were biking. But we were riding no ordinary bikes! We were riding 70 pound electric bikes (you could still pedal if you wanted)!


The Golden Gate bridge in the background. We'll be riding over it soon.


You can see the huge battery just over the back wheel. That thing is heavy!


On the other side of the bridge near Sausalito. We came 7 miles from San Francisco to Sausalito. I tried to not use the motor for a lot of that - especially up the hills. I was trying to see what it felt like for the professional cyclists when they pedal up hills. I found it was quite tiring - but then again, my bike weighed about 7 times more than theirs do :)


San Francisco!

When we made it to Sausalito, we rode around town for a while, then ate lunch at a hamburger joint. Afterwards, I went solo (only one bike had a decent amount of battery left) and raced around town for 20 minutes. I went quite a ways! It was so much fun going up and down the hills at blazing speeds (well, maybe not up at blazing speeds)!


After we biked, we took a ferry back to San Francisco, returned the bikes, then walked to Fisherman's Wharf. Papa T and I toured the submarine and the battleship there, while Grammie became a poster.


Grammie didn't want to go into the sub, so Papa T and I went alone. It was very impressive! It's amazing how they design the sub to get the most equipment into the smallest area possible.

I apologize for the blurry pictures in advance! The picture above is of the torpedo tubes - later on you'll see them open.


A massive torpedo. Notice the bunk beds right above them!


I believe these are battery generators. They may be engines, however. The sub has both engines and battery generators (they use the engines to run the generators, then run off batteries so they are silent underwater).


The kitchen! I was actually impressed at their kitchen in such a tiny space.


Here's an open torpedo tube...


And here's one with a torpedo in it.


Anti-aircraft gun!


The sub from the outside.


Next stop? The U.S.S. Jeremiah O'Brien, a fully functional supply battleship! They still take it out on history cruises.


It is a tall ship - this picture was taken from the deck.


I couldn't resist comparing the battleship's kitchen to the sub's. I think this one's a bit bigger. It also looks like it was used recently (notice the spices in upper right corner, as well as the paper towels).


I wish this picture was clearer, as this was the coolest thing. That oblong thing with the three different circles of differing sizes is the engine. Under each circle is a piston. High pressure steam enters the small-circle piston (the high-pressure piston) and presses it down. The steam still has a lot of pressure, so it enters the slightly bigger medium pressure piston and presses it down. Though it has less energy, it still presses the piston down the same amount because the piston is bigger. Last, it goes into the low-pressure large piston and presses it down. All the pistons are pressed down the same amount, though, so it is all synchronized!


The steam tube. Papa T was telling me that if there was a puncture in this superheated steam valve, you would be able to hear the steam whistling out but you couldn't see it. If you heard the steam, you would freeze, because the steam is coming out at such a high velocity that it would cut you in half if you walked into the stream!


Here is a picture of the massive low-pressure piston. This is the biggest piston and crankshaft I have ever seen!


Hannah - you would appreciate these. No, your eyes do not deceive you - that is a full set of semaphore flags!


The anti-air guns were slightly bigger on the battleship than on the sub. I like this picture with the flag waving in the background.


Papa T was telling me that the phrase "the whole nine yards" came from this type of weapon. Bullet belts typically came in nine-yard stretches, so giving the enemy the whole nine yards was giving them every bullet you've got!


The Jeremiah O'Brien!

The trip was tons of fun and very enjoyable. Thanks again, Papa T and Grammie!

Casey

Monday, August 12, 2013

Eric Davis Memorial Hike 2013

This past weekend, we gathered up supplies, put them in packs, and took a group to the Leavitt Meadows area over the Sonora Pass to do some backpacking and have some fun. So, on Thursday, we gathered in Oakdale and headed up the road to Sonora.


Here Caleb admires the packs in our truck.


Mr. Larsson enjoying a bit of a stretch before the 2 hour drive from Sonora.


"You takin' a picture of me?"


The Otto's truck, filled with MORE packs!


The scenery near the start of our hike.


We made it to our location, put on our packs, then took this picture.


Off we go!


Almost. As the trip leader, I had to fill out some paperwork.


Across the very appropriately named Walker River.


Looking downstream.


The sign telling us which way to go to get to Secret Lake, our destination!


Looking east towards Nevada.


Annabelle enjoying a much-needed rest.


Hannah, the official photographer.


Three of the hikers.


We finally made it to Secret Lake and began to set up camp. Anna and Sophie set one up.


Nathan sets another up.


Here I prepare to set our tent up!


Thar he blows!


After we set up camp, we swam in the lake! GERONIMO!


POW!


We found a rock to jump from...


And so we did!


The lake was swarming with crawdads/crayfish! Here is our first "victim".


"Who's going to eat it when it's done?"


The sun sets.


Seth catching crawdads.


"Howdy there folks! I'm P.T. Craw, but you can call me Big Crawdaddy for short..."


After a nice sleep, we woke up to a beautiful morning.


The worst injury during the trip was thankfully only a cut-up heel. It didn't slow Hannah down much, though.


"The sun is shining, the lake is clean..." Mirror-like surface!


On Friday, we took a hike to Roosevelt Lake in the Hoover Wilderness. Some portions were flatter than others. This particular portion was pretty "flat" (as Mr. Otto pointed out, a vertical cliff is flat, too, right?)


On the top of the world!


At Roosevelt lake, we found a better jumping rock where the lake was deep enough to dive in...so we dove in (Mr. Otto did some flips into the lake). After the jumping, Joe signs his approval.


Our chipmunk friend!


After Roosevelt lake, we headed to the Walker River. Once we saw it, we determined to walk in the Walker river for a ways on the way back.


To walk along the river, it was actually best to walk in the river on the rocks. Rock-hopping is so much fun!


A Walker walking in the Walker river...


On guard!


When we got back to Secret lake and our campground, this is what we found...crawdad graveyard! 7 people stayed at the camp during the day hike, so 6 of those caught crawdads the entire time we were gone. Though over 60 crawdads were caught and over 40 of those were cooked (some escaped), we hardly made a dent in the crawdad population!


On Saturday, some of the girls (Hannah, the photographer, included) got up early to see the sunrise.


They were out there...


...for a long time.


After breakfast, we all picked up the camp and prepared to head back. I was looking forward to having a lighter pack for the trip out (it was 40 pounds when I hiked in) but when I put the pack on, it felt even heavier than before. I weighed it when I got home, and sure enough, it was still 40 pounds!


Hiking back.


Backpacking is tiring business...


The whole group, minus backpacks.


And I leave you with this picture of the "sardines-in-a-can" van. I was in our truck with Mr. Larsson, so I wasn't packed in like these poor people are.

Well, that's all for now! Y'all come back now, y'hear?

Casey