And We're Live!

I’m incredibly excited to launch Seattle Strong. During my time in Seattle, I had the chance to work with some incredible nonprofit groups. Now, Blake LaBathe and I are building a brand to support those same local, Seattle-based nonprofits. So far, we have partnered with 4 organizations: Community for Youth, Family Works, Mary’s Place, and Summit Assistance Dogs. Check out their websites for more information, or check out the partner pages featured on our website.

With each order, 50% of all proceeds go to the partner organization of your choice. There’s free shipping, not to mention how cool the shirt is itself! Made from ultra soft poly-blend cotton, you’ll be able to make this statement at the gym, your local hang-out, or lounging around your home. To see our shirt making its way around Seattle, be sure to check out our Instagram page.

We're excited to see the impact that we can have on the community! Head over to our website to find out how to become Seattle Strong.

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Seattle Strong

Hello everyone! I’d like to give you a small update and make an announcement.

After spending a little over a year in Seattle, I moved to Sydney for a temporary 6-month project. Working and living in Australia was perhaps one of the best periods of my life. Towards the end of my time there, I got word of an opportunity in Japan, which is where I am now. This announcement, however, has to do with the first city I mentioned, Seattle.

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Blake, a good friend of mine from Seattle, came to me about a year ago with a simple, but potentially impactful idea: give the people of Seattle a shirt that makes them proud of their city, while also giving back to their community. The project is called Seattle Strong, and we’re launching September 1st!

We’ve partnered with 4 organizations (so far) across initiatives like student development, family resources, and mobility assistance. You buy the shirt, you pick where the proceeds go!

I’ll leave the rest under wrap until September 1st. We’re looking forward to everyone in Seattle becoming Seattle Strong.

A Different Wesht Coasht

From the cold, snowy mountains of Utah, I came back to the dismal rain of Seattle. After a few gloomy days, however, it started to lighten up and promise a cracking weekend. It would have been a shame not to take advantage of the good weather, so I headed down to the City of Roses. A place that is better known as Portland, Oregon.

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What made it even better is that the city is now home to an old friend. Visits to hip, new-American style food joints and a late-night performance of dive bar karaoke led to a stunning Sunday morning, a morning spent on the long shores of Cannon Beach.

Several hours of sun lounging later, our group took the required pictures at Haystack Rock and proceeded to a viewpoint on the north end of the beach. As you can see, it provided quite a view. It's a different "wesht coasht than the one I'm used to seeing, but as wild of a one as any.

Champagne Powder

After my short jaunt in Europe, I attempted to keep satisfying my travel bug by heading to Asia the following weekend for my birthday. As my primary method of travel is standby, the flights to both Tokyo and Hong Kong were not in my favor that particular weekend. With that, I targeted a short two-hour flight back to Salt Lake City. Sitting in the domestic terminal of SeaTac airport, I dreamt of Mt. Fuji and the splendors of Japan. It turned out, however, that it was the perfect time for a week in Utah.

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As you can see, it was quite perfect indeed. That Sunday, I headed up Logan Canyon for a small touring session behind my friend Parker's yurt. It was a tough cardio workout on the way up, but as soon as the champagne powder was pouring over our heads and our faces were freezing from the continuous face shots, we knew it was well worth it.

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The conditions after the first run down were just too good to leave. We put our skins back on and toured another half an hour back to the top, and went at it again! More champagne powder, and more face shots. It was a good start to the week.

Over the next few days, I spent time in Logan, catching up with my parents and the beloved dog Scotchy. It was good to be back. The following weekend, I headed back down to Salt Lake City to catch up with old friends and ski at one of the old stomping grounds, Snowbird.

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Regarding snow, it was a very dry weekend in Salt Lake. Snowbird was not able to provide the usual deep goods it is so famous for, but a groomer day was much needed and quite enjoyable. The following morning, however, I woke up to a complete whiteout. It just so happened that it was the morning I was due to fly to Seattle, a day most definitely too early.

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I had forgotten how picturesque Utah was, and how easy it was to take yourself into the mountains from the city. Before heading into the clouds, I was left with this view. What a sight.

18 Hours Home

Of course, I couldn't make my way to Europe and not stop off home in Ireland. After I finished admiring the canals and bridges and cobblestone streets and churches and that, I took a short train from Bruges to the Belgian capital of Brussels. It was there that I caught a Ryanair flight to Dublin. However bad the airline may come across, they always make up for it for being on time.

I arrived into Dublin after 2 pm, just in time to meet my friends towards the end of the Gerard's and Blackrock schools cup rugby match. Unfortunately for my friends, Gerard's lost last minute to a drop goal, in a similar fashion to how Ireland beat France in the Six Nations just two weeks before. 

Per usual, It was raining quite heavily in Dublin, so we headed to The Wall for a bit of climbing. After a weekend of beer, cheese, and chocolate, completing a few bouldering routes was a welcome challenge. After that, it was time to head out for the night. I always love heading into town to catch up with friends, both old and new.

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On Monday it was time to head back to Seattle. No matter how short, it is always lovely being home, but just as hard to leave.