This year Tammy surprised me with a first-time curling session from the kids’ school fundraiser. Her and I decided to do it together and we went to the St. Paul Curling Club today. The club is right next to the Happy Gnome on Selby just down from Dale. I had no idea it was there, but it is the oldest Curling Club in America founded in 1912.
The place is really cool. There are 8 sheets for curling and wonderfully manicured ice. There is also a nicely laid out place to eat and have a drink. The tables are setup for 8 so that the two teams of 4 can go upstairs and have a pint with their opponents after the match.
The event started with instruction on scoring, the terms of curling, throwing technique and other technical details. The club members that ran the class did a great job and were a lot of fun.
We went down to the ice after getting instruction along with an on-ice demonstration and started to try some throws. We wore normal tennis shoes so it wasn’t too hard to stay upright on the ice. People who know what they are doing wear one special show that slides on the ice super easy. Here I am throwing a championship stone down to the house.
Tammy had a lot of fun too.
My initial reactions after first time curling:
The stone goes a long ways without that much of a push. It’s amazingly easy to have the stone go through the house and out of bounds.
Sweeping will get you tired out and a bit sweaty.
The strategy of curling is very similar to lawn bowling, or at least seemed to me.
The stone makes a really cool rumble like sound when it glides down the ice. I thought that was a cool sound.
Here is my best shot for the day, nearly touching the button.
I definitely would love to give curling another go, and hopefully at the St. Paul Curling Club. I really thought that was a great place. Also, I’m definitely going to look at doing a team event here for work. Seems like a stellar thing for a work event.
A year ago I got an email late at night from someone named Isaiah introducing himself to me and sharing that his father’s name was Michael Ringwall. My father’s name is Michael Ringwall. My name was Jamie Ringwall and became Thingelstad when my step-father adopted me. Hence why I have my website at thingelstad.com and not ringwall.com. :-) My parents got divorced when I was young and I haven’t seen that side of my family since I was in elementary school.
With that email started dozens of emails back and forth with my brother that I had never met. We exchanged information about our families, interests and hobbies, our jobs. We sent some pictures back and forth, got to know each other more and discussed getting together at some point. He lives a few hours west of Minneapolis.
We set time to get together in January. We picked the Schell’s Brewery in New Ulm to meet. It was half-way between both of us and neither of us had been there. We both like beer so that made a lot of sense. I also figured a brewery tour would be a good way for a couple of guys to get to know each other before we just dove into conversation. :-)
It’s not everyday that you meet your brother for the first time. I really wasn’t sure what I was going to say when I got out of the car. It turns out I didn’t need to think much about that. Isaiah came over and right away gave me a big hug and introduced himself.
We had a great afternoon in New Ulm and spent a few hours getting to know each other. There were many times where it was odd that we have similar interests or ways of doing things. That’s DNA for you.
It was great to meet Isaiah and add a brother along with my sister Alona for siblings. I’m looking forward to continuing to get to know him and his wife and son. The experience has me thinking about family, connections and relationships. I’ve never really considered an entire half of my extended family. It’s been interesting and healthy to open some of those thoughts back up while getting to know Isaiah.
We had a fun night in our neighborhood tonight watching the lunar eclipse with a number of our neighbors. I got out the 70-200/f2.8L and put the 2x doubler on it to see what I could capture on my camera. Really brings the red out.
Making morning coffee with using a Chemex can be a meditative process. Certain series of steps. Same each time. Moving hot water from one step to the next. And at the end your treated to something delicious.