Happy New Year from Fry Lodge

The Fry Lodge Year-in-Review video is a good opportunity to reflect on an entire year of adventure, change and growth for the Fry Family. 2017 was quite a year. We made some nice friends in Bellingham, traveled all around North America… again, and [re]learned several skills, including snow skiing at the end of the year. We can’t wait to see what 2018 brings.

Happy New Year to the Fry Lodge Faithful!

2017 Fry Lodge Year-in-Review | soundtrack by B.E.R. (The Night Begins to Shine)

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Ski Bums 

Today,  Henry went snow skiing for the first time in his life, and I joined him. The last time I skied, George H.W. Bush was president – back when I still had knee cartelidge and my original ACL. I was a more than a little anxious to get back on the slopes, but Henry has been so excited about learning how to ski, I had to try. So, at 6 am this morning, with a brace on each knee, little Fryman and I pulled the minivan out of the Fry Lodge driveway on our way to Mt. Baker. As Henry slept on the way up the mountain, I kept saying to myself, “This is crazy, this is crazy, this is crazy.” 

Crazy? Yeah, crazy awesome. At several points during the day, both Henry and I said to each other, “This is amazing.” 

We were the eager beavers of the mountain. With a parking spot right in front of the ski rental shop, we were first in line to sign up for lessons. Henry looked a little panicked when I told him we couldn’t be in the same ski instruction class, but he confidently joined his group as we went our separate ways for 90 minutes to learn the snow plow and how to turn. 

A lot has changed in 30 years. Skis are shorter, bindings are more forgiving, and boots are a hell of a lot more comfortable. Over the course of my lesson, my muscles somehow remembered how to ski, and I almost felt 17 again. When I rejoined Henry post lesson, it was clear his life had changed forever. I seriously don’t think he’s ever had this much fun doing anything. 

After dozens of chairlift rides, and as the sun started to set, we called it a day. On the drive down the mountain, Henry decided we’re going skiing again this Thursday. He also gave me some of his reactions to the day. He thought it was great that we didn’t have to pay each time we got on the chair lift (I agree).  He also admitted that he’d envisioned something completely different. For example, he’d expected us to take the chair lift up the mountain, ski around a bit, and then take the lift back down. He thought the actual way they do it is way better (I agree). 

Winter at Fry Lodge just got a lot more exciting. 

Fry Lodge Mixed Media 

It’s been a summer of creativity so far at Fry Lodge. Screens have been *mostly* pushed aside to make room for sketch books. Henry and Ruby have discovered Manga. Now, instead of fighting over who gets the computer, they fight over who gets the Manga how-to manual. This morning, Ruby woke up at 6AM and immediately started drawing in her sketch book. She’s such a perfectionist when it comes to art. Henry’s work, just as creative, has been on the more practical end of the spectrum. The other day he drew a yellow chalk center line all the way up the access road behind our house. It confused the hell out of the construction crew building the house next door. 

The summer’s art hasn’t been limited to drawing. Today, Ruby turned to science experiments in the kitchen. I’m a little nervous about the road ahead. 

New center line, courtesy Henry 

Henry Takes Tacoma

Six months of tournaments culminated this weekend with Henry’s participation in the 2017 Washington State Chess Championship Tournament at the Tacoma Convention Center. To qualify, Henry had to win at least 3 games in at least one qualifying tournament this year. He managed to do that in all six tournaments in which he played. He had to turn it up a notch for Tacoma, though, as every kid there had won at least as many games as he had; and most had been playing for several years. H-man took it all in stride, winning two out of his five games in the state tournament. We’re so proud of you, Henry!

Gotta love bicycle weather in January

A year ago, living in NYC, we didn’t even consider outdoor activity in January. With temperatures in the 50s on Lopez  today, Henry and I took a nice bike ride this afternoon around the south end of the island.

The kids have made some good friends lately. Last week, a brother and sister gave Henry and Ruby their bikes that they’ve grown out of. Our kids couldn’t have been more thrilled about their new sets of wheels.

Before our ride today, Henry and I spent some time in the Fry Lodge bike shop – cleaning the rust off our chains and generally tuning up our steeds. There’s something about a well oiled, clean bike that makes for a good ride. Henry had a smile on his face the whole route. Upon our return to Fry Lodge, he promptly crashed on the couch. That’s a sign of a good Sunday on Mud Bay.

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