MW Mobile Blog

For friends, family and the random search engine visitor. This blog started as an experiment in mobile blogging from my Palm TREO 600, 700, Prē, HTC Evo, Samsung 5, Pixel 3, Pixel 6 Pro. Now it serves as a simple repository of favorite activities. Expect bad golf, good fishing, great sailing, eating, drinking, adventure travel, occasional politics and anything else I find interesting along the way including, but not limited to, any of the labels listed here...

Monday, April 21, 2014

Not Live Blogging Lincoln - A round for the ages.

We started the day at Sharp, but after learning that the greens were being aerated with 7 temps we decided to go to Harding. Missed the turn off for Harding, so wound up at Lincoln.  Net net, best round ever.

Apparently, god wanted us to play Lincoln.

Broke 90 for first time,  beat the Other Mike, and finished with the same ball I started with.

MW  45 44 89
MS   44 46 90

A round for the ages. 

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Friday, April 18, 2014

Those who can - dive.
Those who can't - go shopping for wetsuits.

With Rick O at Bamboo Reef, gearing up for abalone.  He needs a new wet suit.

I need a new tube cover. Now all we need are decent conditions. Kim was great help at a great store and local resource.

Then over to The Brickhouse for a Ninkasi Oatmeal Stout on tap with a fish and chips sandwich. Here we continued to  talk more about diving as opposed to - you know - actually diving. We'll get there eventually.

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Sunday, April 13, 2014

The "Serene" Summit

Our building merited a feature in the Sunday Chron from architectural critic John King. This from a recurring series highlighting buildings and architecture that King finds worthy of note.

We've been living here over 20 years, and over that time the tone of local architectural critics (amateur and pro alike) has softened considerably. I recall a column from the late great San Francisco columnist Heb Caen where he referred to The Summit as a "beast of building". Even now, John King seems a bit conflicted, simultaneously describing the building as "serene", sculptural" and "intrusive". Make up your mind John.

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A High-rise Classic in an Awkward Locale

Urban buildings exist in two realms, the heavens and the earth, and Russian Hill's tallest tower shows the potential tension well. Developer Joseph Eichler wanted to stack views upon views, and he did so with a flared shaft of concrete and glass at once sculptural and serene. But the impression down low is blunt, the historic setting serving as little more than a launch pad. Now the hill has a 40-foot height limit, leaving Eichler's aerie on its own - still intrusive, but letting us admire the architectural drama without fearing what might come next.

The Summit 999 Green St. Architect: Tibor Fecskes | Style: Modern | Size: 32 stories | Date built: 1965
Of course, the best way to view our building is from the inside looking out.

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Not Live Blogging Lincoln

Just me and the Other Mike for a mid-week afternoon round.

The sun occasionally popped through, but mostly cloudy and cool with a little light fog just off the deck (the bridge is in the fog behind us in this pic).We pretty much had the course to ourselves. A good day to golf.

MS 43 49 92
MW 48 49 97

Bad start. Bad finish. But some good holes in the middle and a string of 3 pars in a row. It was enough to post a sub 100 round and erase the memory of my weekend score.

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Sunday, April 6, 2014

19th Hole

Apres-golf refreshments at the Lincoln Park bar.  The scores...

BK 92
MW 102
JG 102

... were bad. Although I marginally improved on the back, not breaking 100 at Lincoln is always a disappointment. For the second straight outing, the Bad Golfers succeeded in dragging single digit handicapper Brad down to our level.

Still - the conditions were so great, and the course in terrific condition (for Lincoln), and it was such fun day, that is almost made up for the scores. Almost.

While we enjoyed a beer at the bar, I availed myself of the opportunity to get Brad to sign my copy of his Sharp Park book...

A great day of bad golf.

17th tee portrait

Fantastic day on the course, although my score did not reflect it.

The phone is out of juice. Last pic until I get home. 

Sent from my Sprint HTC smartphone.

Jim launches one at the Golden Gate Bridge...

... from the 17th tee. I think he got there.

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13th tee

Brad launches one between the tree and over the hill.

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At the turn

BK 44
JG 48
MW 52

Given I was 1 over after 3 holes, this was a pretty disappointing front 9. I think they call this "reversion to the mean". 

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Jim missing birdie putts on seven and eight..

... but he got both pars.

So that is something.

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Under the watchful gaze of the golf gods...

... on the sixth tee.

They were not appeased.

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Jim admiring his tee shot...

... into the crap on the right side of the 4th fairway.

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Live Blogging Lincoln

With Jim and Brad. Not shown are two unreliable golfers who cancelled at the last minute late last night.

They were concerned about the half marathon running by the course this morning.

Which, as it turns out, was no problem whatsoever.

This may be the best day at Lincoln ever. The weather is spectacular.

Let that be a lesson to all you unreliable golfers out there. 

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Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Opening Day for the Northern Cal. Abalone Season

Abalone in the wild
They're down there laughing at me.
Something about this day brings out my lyrical side. With apologies to Alfred Lord Tennyson:
In the Spring a fuller crimson comes upon the robin’s breast;
In the Spring the wanton lapwing gets himself another crest;
In the Spring a lovely iris brings forth its regal cone;
In the Spring an old man’s fancy turns to thoughts of abalone.
Okay. So it doesn't actually rhyme unless you mispronounce abalone. Deal with it.

It's that time of year. The opening of the abalone season is upon on us. But it doesn't look like anyone in their right mind will be doing any abalone diving today.

Swellwatch is showing 10-14 foot swells:

Pacific Waverider has a 12 foot northern swell and a 5 foot southern swell.

Which tells me my favorite cove is pretty much a zero visibility washing machine. This year's opening is looking more like 2012 or 2011 than last year's benign conditions.  The forecast through the weekend does not look much better.  I'll be waiting for conditions more amenable to my advanced age before venturing in, and hope any divers that risk it manage to stay safe this week.

A good time to get out the DFW guide and brush up on the New Rules:
"Abalone divers are in for a shock this year, likely more uncomfortable than the first surge of cold ocean water inside a wetsuit. In the wake of an unprecedented abalone die-off in 2011, new regulations for the 2014 season have curbed the annual catch limit and closed the North Coast's most popular abalone dive site at Fort Ross State Park...

The previous annual limit was 24. The daily catch limit remains at three abalone, along with the minimum size of seven inches. Also new for the season opening April 1 is an 8 a.m. start time, nearly three hours later in midsummer than the previous start time of half an hour before sunrise.

“It's a little too much over-regulation,” said Ben Dougherty, co-owner of a Bodega surf shop who described himself as an “occasional” ab diver. Dougherty said he expected some reaction to the die-off and acknowledged that it takes a long time — biologists say up to a dozen years — for abalone to grow seven-inch shells. “It's a touchy topic,” he said. But the annual limit of nine from Sonoma County waters seems “a little too strict.”...

Biologists were initially stumped by the die-off, which stunned local divers and was erroneously attributed to a red tide. The cause has since been identified as a bloom of microscopic algae called Gonyaulax membranacea, which produce a toxin called yessotoxin that was found in abalone gut tissue. No similar algae bloom has occurred since 2011, Rogers-Bennett said."
If there is a problem with abalone population, it almost certainly has more to do with poaching than sport abalone hunters. That said,  I don't really take issue with the new rules. It is such a great sport, and there is such a limited geography where the Red Abalone thrives, that it is important to protect the fishery. And if the DFW is erring on the side of caution with rules that are easier to enforce, I'm good with that.

I've also learned it is even more important to turn in your abalone report card now. All the years I've been doing this I never failed to turn it in until last year. I lost mine (gotta be in a file somewhere), failed to report, and now I am in the system with a Bad Reporting Demerit. Don't be that guy.