Archive for the ‘Travel’ Category
My First Photo Journle
Tuesday, July 14th, 2015
I think we’re goin’ to Katmandu
Saturday, July 11th, 2015
I have been thinking about a project for awhile now that involves going to Nepal and meeting some people to determine if its the right fit. It involves Nepali artisans and a lot of wool (New Zealand wool – sorry Aussie family!).
While I once thought I had the ultimate dream job, it turns out working for billionaires is not all its cracked up to be. A glimpse inside their world can leave anyone craving for a world where true happiness doesn’t rely on money. So… Page and I are off on a crazy adventure where, I am sure, we will both experience a plethora of emotions. She will experience true poverty for the first time and hopefully compassion. We will travel to Katmandu, Chitwan and Pokhara and all the villages in between. We will experience a journey of paradox, beauty and devastation, happiness and sadness.
Q. What are you most excited about on your trip to Nepal?
Page: Riding elephants!
Mom: Seeing monkeys!
We’re going on an “Abentcha”!
Sunday, July 5th, 2015
Road trip! Time to take a trip to the Trinity Mts. I spent a long weekend there 10 years ago in Mount Shasta for my friends Jen and Matt’s wedding. I wanted to show Brendan the beautiful granite peaks so we made a plan to visit Jen and Matt and their family at their cabin up Coffee Creek.
After a long and windy 20 mile drive up, we thankfully made it to the cabin. The land was settled by Matt’s ancestors who were the first to carve out a space in this rugged wilderness. Over the years they have sold off portions of the land, yet still have a square mile that includes the beautiful Josephine Lake, some very jagged peaks, meadows and a big granite cirque around the lake.
Grandpa Craig wanted a picture of the car with the rocket box on top. Here it is in front of the cabin and one of the granite peaks. Brendan tried to climb that granite peak.
Sienna loved running across the meadow from the cabin to our tents. Under the watchful eyes of Momma Bear and Momma Bears.
Gillian and Miles were playing with a bow and arrow set. Page had a go and was able to hit the target, which was more than could be said for the curly-haired man next to her.
Miles and Gillian. We first met Gillian four years ago at Alpine Lake when we were impressed that she was able to climb a mountain by herself. With Carter and Tescher genes, that shouldn’t be surprising.
After a swim in a waterhole at the head of the Salmon River, and a bit of dinner, we hiked up the box canyon to Cave Rock wher grumpyoldtroll lives. Page wasn’t feeling well and needed to be carried. So did her little sister, yet she insisted on hiking when she could. Especially when there were some rocks to climb over.
Jan, Jen, Matt, Miles, and Gillian under cave rock.
Cheese.
After 40+ degrees on the first day, we were fortunate to have a little bit of rain, which is why those flies are hastily thrown on. The tent on the left looks a bit misshapen because the Sasquatch chewed on, and splintered one of the poles during the night.
On the way to Josephine Lake for a bit of fishing. Miles caught four brook trout, and they were delicious.
Bindi in her natural habitat. Brendan tried to climb one of the granite peaks one morning, and Bindi, ever loyal, followed him and wouldn’t go back to the camp. While dogs have a few advantages in the wild, climbing up granite slabs with a lot of exposure is not one of them.
Josephine Lake. Alex and Bindi did a couple of laps.
On the way back from the lake, Matt’s Mom Jan slipped and broke her ankle after sliding down some granite that had become slippery in the drizzle. Matt ran back to the cabin where Brendan had been with Page and Sienna, and Alex and Bindi had just arrived after their swim in the lake.
Matt and Brendan put together a makeshift stretcher with an old piece of canvas and some 4×2, and threw it in the back of the truck to drive as close to the trail as they could. Luckily on the way up, they ran into Char and other Alex who were arriving to visit for the night. Char is a doctor. The four of them carried the makeshift stretcher up and over boulders to the trail where Jan was sitting in pain by a river crossing.
After a cursory check by Char, the seven people with her, slid Jan onto the stretcher on a piece of wood that functioned as a bridge between two boulders over the river.
Although there is a trail from the lake to the cabin, it is very rough and involves a lot of clambering over boulders and edging down steep rooty slopes. It is across this terrain that Jan was carried, in pain, though she was very stoic. She was never dropped and the team did a great job of keeping her spirits up and getting her down to the road, into the truck, and back to the cabin.
Matt drove his Mom down to the hospital in Redding, a couple of hours away.
Page wasn’t feeling very well, so we too drove down the mountains. We went to Weaverville for Grandma’s birthday celebrations and Apple Pie, just like she used to make.
Page was a trooper. She had a fever, but got out and kept a smile on her face.
Memory Lane
Thursday, June 18th, 2015

This is the library reading corner. The library used to be only one room but they combined two rooms to make room for computers.
I have many memories of the science room. We dissected frogs and pigs and made lots of experiments. They don’t dissect animals anymore…
The school is decorated with many crosses.
In Milwaukee we get many tornadoes. I remember the “tunnel” where we all used to line up against the walls and put our head between or knees and pray that the storm would pass.
This is the music room, so many memories of sitting around the circle signing songs.
I spent many, many hours in this room practicing piano on that exact piano. Page was able to hit a few keys.
This is the cafeteria, I can remember the days when they served us raw mincemeat – gross!
The gym! This is where we had our school plays. I still remember my line from The Invisible Man – “He turned his back to me, he did, the whole time, I couldn’t even get a look at his face.” All is a Cockney Dialect which I though was cool… I played many basketball and volleyball games in this gym.
Every week we had to go to church and we sometimes went on Sunday, too. I was an alter girl during a few masses.
The church is beautiful. I sang in the church choir up in the balcony.
Lots of memories of the confession booth… I think they made us go in there every so often.
On the way home we made a quick stop to my childhood home. So many memories on Prospect Ave!
Botanical Gardens
Thursday, June 18th, 2015

Day at Lake Michigan
Tuesday, June 16th, 2015
Tahoe Fun
Tuesday, May 26th, 2015
Monday, March 9th, 2015
I flew up to meet them on Friday night so that I could go skiing with Page for the first time.
After a week of lessons, she can ski confidently by herself.
We mostly skied the Jerome Hill and Christmas Tree lifts until we went to meet Alex and Sienna and showed off to them with laps of the Nob Hill terrain park.
I am hoping that we get some more snow this season so we can get up there again, or else I’ll have to throw this ‘career’ thing away and head down to Bariloche, Argentina for the whole southern winter.
Ski Trip!
Tuesday, March 3rd, 2015
Day 1 in Lessons for Page
Getting ready for Day 2 of lessons for Page and Sienna and I went out for a skate ski
Beer (for Mom) and snickers break while we wait for Page to finish her lesson.
Such a silly goose in the snow!
So much faster and more confident on Day 2! Can’t wait to get out there with her.