Shepherdstown, West Virginia

Work week on the West Virginia section of the Potomac. Looking forward to the Fall colors.

The Interior

There was a live alligator at this Dept. of Interior party the other day. Just 'cuz.

*Well,* I'm realizing it was a celebration for the new Director of the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service, so now it makes more sense.



Secretary of Interior Ken Salazar (speaking) and Sam Hamilton, Director of U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service.

Nice view from the rooftop of the Interior.


There was also an African porcupine.

Boat House

Discovered a new boat house - a 3 mile bike ride from my house and in the District. Pretty nice. Glad to find another adventure spot on the Potomac.

Fletcher’s Boat House, Inc
4940 Canal Road, N.W.
Washington, DC 20007

DEMOLITION

Did I mention I went to a DEMOLITION DERBY when I was in Montana? So rad. The stunts were part of the Missoula County Fair, another treat.

This post isn't just for the cool cars and motorbike jumping --- it's mainly to tell the story of how the County Fair people put a *stamp* on 1-year-old Elsa's hand when she entered the arena. We agreed that there was probably a HUGE danger of Elsa leaving the stadium and trying to sneak back in, crawling, or some other manipulative antics, so we were glad the Fair staff patrolled this.

3 Years

I’ve been reading a lot about Lewis and Clark, lately – a compulsive part of spending most of my late summer in Montana. I am amazed at what they did and saw in three years. Trekked across a new country…and back. Trekked is an understatement. Surviving the new terrain was a lot of the accomplishment.

I’ve been thinking a lot about the “3 year” time period. Law school was three years, my knee injury was three years. I’ve been thinking about it in the sense that a lot can happen in three years. Lewis and Clark journeyed from St. Louis to Oregon and back. Sagajewa had a baby. Life in the West changed.

Soon, I will have lived in D.C. for one year. A quasi-one-year, as I've lived here off and on since 2006. I suppose I’m reaching around the three year mark for my transition to D.C. life. In terms of jobs, I never hit the 3 year mark in any of them. I’m ready to.

Something about Lewis and Clark has been motivating me lately. It's the hope that a lot can happen in three years.