OUTDOOR BAR TABLES AND STOOLS : TABLES AND STOOLS
OUTDOOR BAR TABLES AND STOOLS : GLASS FOR TABLES.
Outdoor Bar Tables And Stools
- (outdoors) outside: outside a building; "in summer we play outside"
- (of a person) Fond of the open air or open-air activities
- Done, situated, or used out of doors
- (outdoors) where the air is unconfined; "he wanted to get outdoors a little"; "the concert was held in the open air"; "camping in the open"
- outdoor(a): located, suited for, or taking place in the open air; "outdoor clothes"; "badminton and other outdoor games"; "a beautiful outdoor setting for the wedding"
- (table) postpone: hold back to a later time; "let's postpone the exam"
- Present formally for discussion or consideration at a meeting
- (table) a piece of furniture having a smooth flat top that is usually supported by one or more vertical legs; "it was a sturdy table"
- Postpone consideration of
- (of a plant) Throw up shoots from the root
- (stool) lure with a stool, as of wild fowl
- (stool) fecal matter: solid excretory product evacuated from the bowels
- Cut back (a plant) to or near ground level in order to induce new growth
- (stool) a simple seat without a back or arms
- Prohibit (someone) from doing something
- prevent from entering; keep out; "He was barred from membership in the club"
- Prevent or forbid the entrance or movement of
- barroom: a room or establishment where alcoholic drinks are served over a counter; "he drowned his sorrows in whiskey at the bar"
- a counter where you can obtain food or drink; "he bought a hot dog and a coke at the bar"
Camp stools - a real hit with us
I packed in two small light REI three legged camp stools on this backpacking trip. They were a BIG hit and constantly in use in camp.
Waterfront camp in a huge sandstone alcove with a 40 yard walk (wade), in either direction to view Jacob Hamblin arch from above or below. Going for a wade with my camera from camp, was a frequent indulgence.
Tuesday 21 April 2009
The alarm went off at 4 am and by 5 am we had our backpacks loaded in the back of our pickup truck and we were on our way to the trailhead. We chose the easy, scenic and popular Hurricane Wash approach into Coyote Gulch. The trailhead is located a little over 33 miles down the miserable washboard laden “hole in the rock” road, which in turn is located between milepost 64 & 65 on highway 12 north of Escalante, Utah.
It took us almost two hours to bounce our way to the trailhead. At 7 am we had our backpacks on and the sun made its first appearance over the countryside to the east of us, just as we started down Hurricane Wash.
In the narrow canyon portion of Hurricane a few raven would glide over our heads, checking out our “food supply” opportunities. They would be welcome, and ever present company for the rest of this two day backpacking trip.
It took us four hours of steady but slow hiking to arrive at our selected campsite on the down canyon, “toe” section of Jacob Hamblin arch. It was an ideal place to camp with the exception of if rain was a possibility. It was not high enough to be exempt from a fast rise in creek level, yet there was a downstream exit available, should that happen.
There was no foliage at the camp and not bugs. You could say it was located in a humongous alcove, which could easily be viewed as a monstrous “cave”. It gave us a window to the sky (especially beautiful at night), and no need for a rain fly, as we were completely protected from above by the huge alcove.
1/4 mile down canyon was the view up through Jacob Hamblin Arch. A few hundred feet farther down the canyon was a nice “outhouse”. Upstream (and a favorite place for me to wade barefoot) was the view down through Jacob Hamblin arch. In short, we couldn’t have found a more pleasing place to camp and oh the night sky views through the “hole in the roof” of the deep canyon.
Once set up and everything in order at our “alcove camp”, we loaded up the light small day packs we had brought in, for a day hike down canyon. This time, I made sure I had both the Canon G9 and the G10 with me as we headed down stream. The highlight of the down canyon hike was Coyote Natural Bridge. We hiked about 2.5 miles down the canyon that afternoon (near Cliff Arch) and I took several scrambling climbs up into side canyons and alcoves, while my wife relaxed along the creek bottom.
By the time we returned from our 5 mile day hike, it was time to fix dinner, take a few more photos, visit, and get the tent ready for bed. I want to thank Chad Rosenstine for introducing us to the REI three legged backpacking stools. They are light weight, easy to pack AND unbelievably handy around a backpacking camp. No sitting on hard rocks, logs with stubs, or flat on the ground. Face any of three directions easily, store small items in the triangular cloth stool leg support, and most of all, put on and take off, hiking shoes - - with ease. We ended up packing our backpacks so these handy stools could be quickly accessed for a “rest break” while backpacking out the next day.
We both slept very well that night.
Wednesday 22 April 2009
Our backpacking hike back up Coyote Gulch and then up Hurricane Wash, was uneventful but enjoyable. We thought, since it would be hot that day and the route was not “up” instead of “down” canyon, that it might take us a lot longer, but it didn’t. Four hours out, same as the time into camp the day before.
We had thought about retrieving our stored belongings at the Circle “D” and then heading on to our next destination (Rattlesnake Canyon Arches in Western Colorado), but we were dirty, tired, and another night at the Circle “D” sounded really good, so the moment we arrived at the motel, I asked Robert if he had space for us for one more night. He did (same room #7), so I got the room key and got back into our truck and got ready to drive it over to park it in front of our room.
Rattle rattle rattle. Rattle rattle rattle. Our truck wouldn’t start. I had waited one start too many to replace a very old battery and the shaking the truck took on the way out of the hole in the rock road, had pretty much taken care of the old positive post battery clamp. I don’t need to tell you how fortunate we both felt. The “last start” could have easily been at mile 33.7 down the hole in the rock road. Ugh.
Well, as you often find in a small town, we got nothing but help, especially from manager Robert (who had stored our stuff for us). In less than an hour, Don, at the repair shop behind the 66 gas station at town, had us fitted out with not only a new fully charged battery, but a n
Playing stool ball
Stool ball is a reconstruction of a medieval bat and ball game that was probably the ancestor of both baseball and cricket. (We know stool ball existed, and we have an idea what some of the aspects of the game were, but no one knows what the actual rules were back then, so this had to be a reconstruction using what little we do know.) It is great fun, and folks in Wyewood play it a few times a year at our socials as well as at our summer events. Occasionally we even play it indoors. ;) (The ball is very soft.)
Here the runner has hit the ball and fielders are trying to throw the ball to the stool, to put the runner out before he gets back to the stool.
dining room table centerpiece
glass table top los angeles
dark walnut dining table
console to card to dinner table
wood drum table
table console extensible
pictures of wooden tables