Six days of Seattle sampling

Anytime I got out of Saskatoon in 2016, mission one was partaking in some craft beer sampling. My desire to try a new beer every time I crack one open had run into a small (but thankfully growing and delicious) craft beer scene in Saskatchewan. In Seattle I had the opposite problem – so many beers, and so little time – so I got started right away on my first afternoon. With a reservation just around the corner at a great Mexican restaurant, I stopped in at Optimism Brewing for a quick four sample tasting. Most memorable was the Afraid of the Dark lager, but the prize for best named went to “Don’t Boo, Vote” – particularly sad as I was sipping it just two days after the election.

Optimism Brewing Company

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Touring Safeco Field

Trips to American cities for me recently have come up roses for getting to see baseball games. Twins games in Minneapolis, an Astros game in Houston, a Cubs game and a White Sox game in Chicago, a long dream fulfilled to see a game at Fenway in Boston… but this trip to Seattle came a couple of weeks after the end of the thrilling 2016 season. Luckily for me, Safeco Field, home of the Mariners, offers year-round tours. It’s not quite the same as getting to spend a few hours with a beer in your hand watching a game, but the tour offered by the Mariners let me see their ballpark in much more depth.

And what a beautiful park it is. Even in late November, our tour was treated to a spectacular day to wander around the stadium. First stop after some introductory history of the team and its old stadium was the upper level seats behind home plate. From here, you get an outstanding overall perspective. It also would be a great place to watch a game if you wanted to save a few bucks on tickets.

Safeco Field tour

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Chance encounters with art

Wandering through the streets of downtown Seattle back in November, I came across a number of interesting pieces of public art. On a previous trip to Seattle, I ventured out to the Olympic Sculpture Park to take in an amazing collection of public art situated right on the water just north of downtown. This trip was much different. My public art exploring ended up being mostly accidental encounters on my way to or from something else. These small, pleasant interruptions on my journeys, added colour and context to this lovely Pacific coast city.

As I was heading to a tour of Safeco Field, the baseball stadium of the Seattle Mariners, and on my way for a coffee in Pioneer Square, I came across the Fallen Firefighters Memorial by Hai Wing Yu which pays tribute to four firefighters who lost their life fighting a blaze in this neighbourhood.

Fallen Firefighters Memorial in Seattle

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A hankering for seafood

Living in a landlocked city, I have been missing the previously under appreciated access I had to wonderful seafood back in Halifax. On my first grocery shopping trip in Saskatoon back in April, I looked at a frozen Atlantic lobster tail for sale and just shook my head in disbelief. Now, when I’m traveling to a coastal area, my food radar tunes into the seafood selections so I can make up for lost time. My trip to Seattle in November was all about the seafood.

After I dropped my bags at the hotel on arrival, I immediately walked to the Pike Place Market and to the counter of the Market Grill. I was on a mission… it was lunch time, and I had a hankering for their specialty – the grilled salmon sandwich. I closed my eyes for the first bite so I could savour the long overdue taste of the sea. Delicious!

Salmon sandwich at Market Grill

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The greatest setting in college football

It’s hard as a Canadian to wrap my head around American college football. Earlier this fall I went to a university football game in Saskatoon. It was charming – beautiful September night, about 7,000 fans, a down-home atmosphere in the pre-game festivities and an exciting game to boot. It was a quaint, perfectly lovely thing to attend, even if the hometown University of Saskatchewan Huskies couldn’t pull off the victory. Fast forward a few months, and with a stroke of scheduling luck, the University of Washington Huskies played the USC Trojans while I was in Seattle attending a conference in November. Walking into the stadium, it was clear this was nothing like the game I saw back in Saskatoon. All this experience would share with that September night is the name of the two home teams.

Husky Stadium

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Looking back on 2016

This past year has been an interesting year, and I mean interesting in all the connotations of the word. My wife and I moved from Halifax to Saskatoon. We both said goodbye to family back east and have been making new friends here in Saskatchewan. We have left jobs, started new jobs and sold a house. And we sadly had to say goodbye to our Chewy only days after arriving in our new city.  The year has been exhilarating, scary, heartbreaking, heartwarming and a thousand other adjectives. It’s been like no other year of my life.

With all of that life chaos, it left much less time for travel than in previous years.  2016 was a travel year of weekend road trips, tacking a day or two onto work trips and carving out some interesting experiences around the margins. With the context of my life this past year, it’s not surprising that a theme running through these memories is emotion – sometimes subtle, sometimes raw and powerful. As you’ll read, it’s been a year of tears, some shed in sadness, some in happiness, some from simply being overwhelmed in this crazy year. In no particular order, here are my ten favourite experiences and memories from my travels in 2016. In honour of #6 below, I’ve titled each with a Tragically Hip lyric evocative of the moment.

1. “From thin and wicked prairie winds come in / It’s warm and it’s safe here …”

February 2016, a Sunday morning, and I was climbing out of a cab at the Saskatoon airport. I was in Saskatoon to meet some people and spend time in the city before making a final decision on accepting a job at the University of Saskatchewan. As I got out of the cab, Halifax artist Joel Plaskett’s song “On a Dime” was playing over speakers in the drop off lane. I immediately started to tear up. The song is about leaving the past behind and heading toward an uncertain future. Between opening the cab door and wheeling my bag into the airport, I knew my mind was made up. Saskatoon was going to be my new hometown. It was a great decision.

Saskatoon skyline

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Craft beer vacation day

The first half of my September vacation day in Vancouver was spent on Grouse Mountain taking in spectacular views on a simply perfect fall day. Being 4,000 feet above the city breathing in fresh mountain air allowed me to work up quite the thirst for my afternoon pursuit – a craft beer crawl through East Vancouver. First stop was Parallel 49 Brewing, oddly, a brewery whose beers I hadn’t tried before even though a number of their offerings are available in Saskatoon.

I was really happy with my selection of this as the first stop (as my palette was at its freshest) and of the samples I selected for my tasting here. These beers were all outstanding. From left to right: Holy Smokes (a smoked lager), Schadenfreude (probably the best pumpkin beer I’ve ever had with a full pumpkin and spice flavour), Summer Smash (an ISA that if it were available in bottles would be my watching a baseball game game beer) and their Filthy Dirty IPA. What a great start to a craft beer crawl!

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On a clear day

One of the perks of now living in Saskatoon is the relative proximity to Vancouver, a city I love. On previous trips, due to its famously overcast and rainy climate, the city hadn’t given me the opportunity to get to the top of Grouse Mountain to take in its spectacular views. As my departure date to Vancouver approached, the weather forecast got progressively better for my vacation day ahead of a mostly work-related trip. On the day I arrived, I was greeted with blue, cloudless skies. Perfect Grouse Mountain weather.

To get to the top, there’s a gondola followed by a chairlift. On this late September morning, there weren’t any crowds to speak of and the journey to the top was ever so peaceful.

Chairlift up Grouse Mountain

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