Bill Pearse

Deceiver Trail

By Bill Pearse on March 7, 2026 • ( 2 )

The kids were up late monkeying around, you could hear them giggling in their room. It was the echo of little girls though that was a long time ago, now. They were playing a game on one of their tablets…. Read More ›

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Factotum

By Bill Pearse on March 6, 2026 • ( 4 )

After a couple weeks our dog finally got tired of eating the landscape mulch. In the past she’d throw it up on the carpet, the grossest thing you could imagine. This time it just came out the other end in… Read More ›
My Beerdrunk Soul is Sadder Than All the Dead Christmas Trees of the World

By Bill Pearse on March 4, 2026 • ( 9 )

You could let yourself get down with the weather if you weren’t careful out here. Worse in the late fall and winter but spring could be tough for the long patches of rain too, the dreariness. Maybe that’s why Seattle… Read More ›
First Sunday in March

By Bill Pearse on March 2, 2026 • ( 2 )

I went back up Cougar Mountain for the first time in a long time. Back to Shy Bear Pass where the trail splinters off in many directions. There was Fred’s Railroad Trail to Clay Pit Road, the Cave Hole Trail… Read More ›
Holding boundaries

By Bill Pearse on February 28, 2026 • ( 10 )

Four years ago Russia invaded Ukraine while we vacationed at Laguna Beach over mid-winter break. I was two months into my no-weed sobriety and a year without alcohol. Going to a place as beautiful as Laguna Beach seemed cause enough… Read More ›
Glittering prize

By Bill Pearse on February 25, 2026 • ( 0 )

The Issaquah Alps are a series of mountains in western Washington stretching along Interstate 90 between Lake Washington and the Cascade Range. No peak is higher than 3,500 feet, roughly 1,050 meters. I’ve climbed the Tiger Mountain trails, Cougar Mountain… Read More ›
Flying high in the Issaquah Alps

By Bill Pearse on February 21, 2026 • ( 4 )

Reflections on recovery, post punk bands Joy Division and The Fall, the braided nature of the past and present.
No deep binds

By Bill Pearse on February 20, 2026 • ( 12 )

The house on the lake road sold and now with it occupied the lights weren’t on 24/7, making it look like a gallery showroom in the dark. Instead just the porch and a room upstairs were lit in what must… Read More ›
Men curling

By Bill Pearse on February 18, 2026 • ( 2 )

It might have been our one shot at snow this winter in the lowlands, though scant. At the trailhead the sign meant to say Discover Pass Required but someone had whited out the P so it said Discover ass Required…. Read More ›
Oh so weird and wonderful

By Bill Pearse on February 16, 2026 • ( 8 )

It took me all week to eat the Frito pie, that 70s classic of sautéed beef and chili powder, canned enchilada sauce, fried onion, beans, melted cheese and corn chips. When I served it for the Super Bowl people just… Read More ›