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1o miles was our walk length yesterday.
It was probably a bit more, but close enough.
What made it tough was the probably 3 hours of standing that punctuated the day.

We started on the bus, headed for Safeco Field.
Safeco was the site of the first 2 hours of standing, or at least walking at mall speed.
FanFest is the pre-spring training, pre-season, let’s not forget about baseball event.
It is most fun when enjoyed with a small child. Luckily, we always are able to find at least one to share the experience.
For this year, one of my memorable tasks was hunting down cotton candy for said small child. We had smelled it, but not spotted a vendor. When I set out on my quest I came upon the vendor just leaving their den of creation. I got the first bag sold. (Note that I am not a CC eater myself, but I understand the allure.)
Carl’s day was spent greeting old friends and meeting a few new ones as well.

We finally left that venue and headed north into downtown. Coffee and crepes for our mid-day meal.

Then on to Queen Anne Hill. I don’t normally call out specific neighborhoods, but this required several steep blocks of incline, followed by 87 steps. Then 3 more blocks of modest incline, and into a (baseball) card store.  Carl spends a fair amount of time in these type of establishments working on his projects and talking baseball with the proprietor. There was one other customer in the store, Derrick. I sat, and we all chatted a bit. It turns out that Derrick has invented a game, Telepathy. He brought in his prototype board, and we played a game. I beat him by one move, although I made two “bad” moves earlier, so maybe I should have done even better. The game is fun – a mix of Mastermind and Battleship. I do recommend it if you like games. I noted that I sat, but Carl did not, for about an hour that we spent her.

Then we had to leave, to make sure we got home before the sun set. In addition, Carl felt like he was coming down with some sort of winter crud. So onward, back down the hill through Fremont, back up and on towards home. Nearing the end we had to cross over I-5. Noticed that there were two spans missing from the guard-rail that separates the sidewalk from the drop to the freeway. There was a makeshift cable arrangement and a few barricades, but it looked ominous. We found out later that a car had somehow crashed into and through the barrier, but did not make the final drop to the freeway below.

Home, spaghetti for dinner, and an early bedtime to warm up. The day was not super cold, but it was lightly raining and in the 40s. An entire day outside just sucks out the inner warmth, even from Carl.

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