These pirate youths jumped into the frame while I was taking photos of the Peter Iredale shipwreck near Fort Stevens. Despite their ferocious looks, they are not as dangerous as they appear. Continue reading “The Peter Iredale Shipwreck”
The year of the rupture began on February 12, 2017 at the Willamalane sports complex in Springfield Oregon. The basketball game that day was scheduled for 5 p.m. I ran the treadmill per the usual pregame warmup. All was good, minus a hobble from a slight meniscus sprain sustained three week prior. Injuries happen. That’s expected at age 37, but I had never experienced anything that could have prepared me for the type of pain that I was about to endure for weeks to come.
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