Hawaii – Day 4

Posted on December 11, 2015 by Robin

Tuesday began with a trip to another beach. DSC_3303 Kirby (1) While the big kids swam and paddle boarded and snorkeled Kirby and I walked on the beach. Or I should say I walked on the beach and carried Kirby. She still didn’t like the sand or the waves. At one end of the beach we found lounge chairs and buckets. As long as there was no sand she was happy. Another first for me. I went snorkeling with my kids and there is video to prove it somewhere. Very cool. IMG_7759-Kona brewing Dan had to get back to work and was leaving this morning so we cut the beach visit short. After he left we drove to Kona and had lunch at the Kona Brewing Company. DSC_3308 Kirby in backpack Then we loaded Kirby into her new backpack and went walking around Kona. IMG_7767-Ironman start This is the dock overlooking the start area of the Ironman triathlon. My father-in-law (who lives in Hawaii and is why we were all here) has completed the Kona Ironman twice and for many years volunteered here. Chris has plans to someday qualify for entry in Kona. DSC_3316 Matt and gecko Some of the local wildlife… DSC_3319 gecko

…and color. IMG_7768-basket maker While the kids were looking in other shops I found a basket weaver and bought a few of his things.On the way back to our house we stopped north of Kona to catch the sunset.

Hawaii – Day 3

Posted on December 9, 2015 by Robin

By Monday morning all three of my kids and spouses/fiancee were here. We started the morning joining my father-in-law’s at his daily ritual–breakfast at Lava Java in Waikoloa Village. IMG_7682 breakfast We enjoyed live music and I got a photo of Kirby and me.Another day at the beach. Today’s choice was Waialea Beach, also known as Beach 69. Kirby would stand on the sand in shoes…but still wasn’t happy about the water even with much coercing by Aunt Meryl and Aunt Kaleena.She preferred refuge on her towel……even while everyone else (except Grandma) was in the water. DSC_3164 -Kaleena Kaleena creates a selfie-stick out of a paddle. DSC_3222 paddleboards Matt rides a wave (ripple?) in to shore. DSC_3148 Chris-paddleboard Chris looks like a pro. DSC_3216-Meryl handstand Meryl perfected her headstand while paddleboarding and Chris valiantly tried to keep up. DSC_3218-Meryl handstand

DSC_3229 Kirby asleep I took all of those photos while sitting on the sand holding a sleepy baby. She was finally ready to put down to finish her nap. I went paddleboarding for the first time. Eventually I will have photos taken by my kids but for now it’s just my photos. DSC_3233-group-Beach 69 A group photo before we left the beach.In the evening we waited for our chosen sushi restaurant to open and wandered around the Mauna Lani shops. It sure doesn’t feel like Christmas here but there are decorations everywhere.We strolled along the resort paths. DSC_3260 - black-crowned night heron Look! I finally got a wildlife photo! This is (I think) a black-crowned night heron. DSC_3271-Kirby Kirby found kitties in the parking lot before we finally went to dinner.

Hawaii – Day 2

Posted on December 9, 2015 by Robin

A friend of mine sent me a link to her husband’s fantastic scenic photos taken during their recent trip to Hawaii. He wanted to see my photos. Ummm. I don’t think they will stack up to his. I’m finding that I don’t get the same kind of photos when hanging out with a toddler. I have cute toddler pictures, but not too many of the nature shots…at least so far. DSC_3006 turkey The potential for wildlife photography began with turkeys walking down the road in front of the house where we are staying, but that is my only wildlife photo.

The plan for the day was to spend some time at the beach and visit with my father-in-law and his wife, who have lived here for several years. First things first. An island girl has to have her nails painted… …and then stay out of the house until the polish dries.On the way to the beach.

Stopping to smell the flowers.Kirby gets a good view of the ocean.We discover that she doesn’t like the feel of sand on her feet. It’s hard to get in the water if you won’t walk in the sand. The water was a bit cool at the start and Kirby decided that it really wasn’t for her. While Mom and Dad swam…Kirby was happier in the safety of the lounge chair, although I walked the beach with her quite a bit too.After the beach trip we met up with my father-in-law and others to see the Macadamia Nut Company.One of many special nut flavors.Photos at the gift shop.

Back to the house for naps and then dinner with the family including my oldest son and DIL who arrived that afternoon.

Hawaii – Day 1

Posted on December 7, 2015 by Robin

It’s mostly about travel.

Dan and I got up at 3:15 a.m., leaving the farm in the capable hands of Farm Club friends. We flew from Sacramento to Phoenix (one time zone in the wrong direction) … …and met up with Katie, Kurtis, and Kirby who flew in from Austin. We all boarded the next plane for an almost 7 hour flight to Kona, which is where my father-in-law lives. I have been there only one other time.Leaving the California coast. I have this naive feeling that if the plane had to go down it would be better to be over land because you could find an airport or highway or somewhere to land.There is an awful lot of water before you get to Hawaii.But what an amazing site!The contrast between the wet side and the dry side is amazing from the air.The airport is in Kona on the dry side. That is also where my father-in-law lives. Love those colors in the ocean.Unleashing a 16-month old after being constrained for so many hours.She found this grate fascinating. Hmmm. I don’t think she had to travel 3000 miles to find one of those.Relaxing at the house that we rented. The rest of the family will show up over the next couple of days.

P.S. I hear that Rusty has his own thoughts about me being gone. He shared them here with the help of Lady Stranger (Stephany).

Road Trip to Texas – Day 10 (part 1)

Posted on August 4, 2015 by Robin

It may seem silly to go back three weeks to finish up my Road Trip blogs, but I don’t want to leave it unfinished. This blog has become my scrapbook that I would never do on paper. And I have had a lot of feedback that you who read the blog like the Road Trip series. I left off on Day 9, so here is Day 10, split into two parts because that’s how the day seemed. I’ll warn you now; there are a lot of photos.We were packing the truck. I wondered if Kirby would miss us for a little while because we’d been there for four days. Probably not, but I hope that she will remember me next time I see her.Saying goodbye was hard for Dan and me.

Kirby Time to leave. I needed to be home by Friday.

Now that it’s been so long until I sorted this batch of photos I forget where some of them were taken. I think this is the town of Blanco, the closest town to where we were visiting.

This is peach season in the Hill Country and wanted to make a stop and maybe pick up a few more gifts for farm-sitters.

Here is where they sort the peaches.And here is where they bake pies and other delectables. It smelled wonderful inside. I was so tempted to buy a pie, but instead I bought fresh peaches and jam and……this for the road…trying to ease the sadness of leaving our family behind.I amused myself by taking photos on the road (thinking that I would remember where they were taken). I have not cropped or edited these photos. They include the squashbugs (as my brother and I used to call them) and glare on the windshield.

Texas is a big place. The country is not all what I had envisioned. There are more mountains than I expected.And more greenery. Even towards West Texas there is agriculture anywhere there is consistent water.

At this gas stop I walked out back……and took photos of the gorgeous Davis Mountains to the south.

The simple descriptor I kept thinking was Big.

Dropping into the Rio Grande valley.El Paso, on the U.S./Mexico border.

The border fence.

The end of this blog post but not the day. More in the next post.

Road Trip to Texas – Day 9

Posted on July 20, 2015 by Robin

We had been in the car for 8 days. We stayed in place for most of this day, our last day to visit Katie, Kurtis, and Kirby.I babysat (grandmothered) most of the day while Dan and Katie worked outside.

Surprisingly (or maybe not when holding a squirming baby) I didn’t take many photos.

At dinner time we went to “get BBQ”. I hadn’t realized that I’d never had “real BBQ”.

Kirby had been asleep in the car. She’s wearing one of several outfits given to her by her Aunt Meryl.

At a real BBQ place you buy your main course by the pound……and add “sides” like pecan cobbler, peach cobbler, sweet potatoes (with marshmallows on top) and beans. Katie made sure that we didn’t miss out on pickles, onions, and bread.

I think you’ll agree that this is one nice looking family.

I took this photo inside the bathroom because I liked the idea, maybe because I’m using tin (albeit rusty and full of holes) for my upcoming State Fair display. The chalk boards in the bathroom and in each stall seemed to prevent grafitti on the walls.

Not a lot of excitement for this fourth day in Texas, but we were leaving the next day and an easy day was just fine.

Road Trip to Texas – Day 8

Posted on July 20, 2015 by Robin

After our visit to the Alamo two days before we were ready for another trip into Texas history. We headed a couple of hours southeast to Goliad State Park, the location we knew as the site of the the 1836 Goliad Massacre, when General Santa Ana ordered the murder of Texas soldiers who had surrendered. But there is much more history than that.Our first stop was at the Mission Espiritu Santo, built in 1722, moved in 1749 to it’s current location, and restored in the 1930’s by the CCC, where the Spanish began “civilizing and Christianizing” the native people with the intention of making them Spanish citizens and, in doing so, destroyed the traditional cultures of the three tribes. Eventually ranching became the main occupation and there were thousand of cattle and horses on the mission lands.Some of the original limestone walls exist and are left unplastered here. Door of Death at Mission Espiritu Santo We entered the church through the Door of Life and left it through the Door of Death.

Dan tried on a replica of a Conquistador helmet.

Kirby seemed unimpressed.There was a short nature trail outside the mission. I later identified this huge insect as a Horse Lubber grasshopper. Yikes!The next stop was just across the San Antonio River, at the Presidio La Bahia,”the only Spanish fortress for the entire Gulf Coast from the mouth of the Rio Grande to the Mississippi River” (Wikipedia)Nine flags indicate the changes in control of the region.Kirby and Kurtis outside the Presidio. There was a 15 minute film about the historical events at Goliad but Kirby wasn’t ready to sit through that. So I took Kirby through the Presidio building where you can walk through a timeline of the history. After our tour of the Presidio Dan and I sat in the shade while Katie fed Kirby lunch in the air-conditioned car. Look at what I saw on the ground under this tree:First I noticed the red beans. Then I saw that they came out of these pods that, honestly, look like something I’d clean up in my yard full of dogs. Later I googled “red beans from tree in southern Texas” or something like that and found that this tree is the Mescalbean or Mountain Laurel, not related to the alchoholic drink, but still with psychoactive properties.

Tired girl after a long drive and a lot of sight-seeing.

Road Trip to Texas – Day 7

Posted on July 18, 2015 by Robin

On our first morning in Texas I took a walk up the road, a familiar route from my time spent here a year ago while waiting for Kirby to be born. Katie's road Just as we had seen in northern Arizona and New Mexico everything was green. Summer monsoons are the norm, but there have been several dry years so this particularly wet year is a welcome change. However there can be too much of a good thing. We saw the signs on the Blanco River of the recent high water and were amazed at just how high it was. Katie's road (1) Katie and Kurtis live on high ground between Blanco and Wimberly (where the horrific May flooding swept houses and people away) so they were in no danger. This wash just down from their driveway has running water now but during the flooding was many feet higher and impassable. Hard to imagine.Western Horse Nettle

All this rain has caused crop damage and postponed harvesting to the detriment (or loss) of crops in some areas. However, it sure brings out the wildflowers. I took photos of 20 different species on this short mile and a half walk and identified some of them.Green thread, Thelesperma filifolium Buttonbush, a memorable flower that I first saw last year.

Our plan for the day was to visit a sheep farm that I found on-line. I was looking for “local wool” and this farm, only about 45 minutes from Katie’s house, popped up. Dan and Annette of Stonewall Fine Wool and Lambs were gracious enough to allow us to visit, although they usually don’t have on-site customers.

Most of the flock of Delaine Merino x Corriedale x Ramboulillet sheep, descendants of the original flock owned by Annette’s family, were somewhere else on the 129 acres but … Ram at Stonewall Farm …the rams……and some lambs for sale were near the barn.Dan had fleeces ready for me to see and we spread them out on the table. He shears the sheep himself, although he has to fit shearing in around another full-time job. He showed me these boxes of fleece–sorted, but unscoured staples on the left and washed wool on the right. What a transformation!The washed wool is very, very soft. I think it passed the “soft as a baby’s skin” test.I was also impressed that Dan had made himself a drop spindle and taught himself how to spin.You know that I don’t really NEED any more wool, but some of it followed me right into the car. I plan to share with my farm-sitting friends. Thanks very much to Dan and Annette for taking a couple of hours on their weekend to entertain us.

Next stop only a few miles up the road was the Wildseed Farm, a working farm that grows and sells wildflower seed to wholesale and retail customers.We were planning to go to this farm two days ago after a brief tour of the National Museum of the Pacific War in Fredericksburg, but as I explained in this post, the Museum requires a several hour visit to do it justice.

We missed the true wildflower season when all 217 acres are blooming, but there was still plenty to see.Those saguaro, barrel cactus, and beavertail cactus and are all metal! We walked through the Butterfly Garden.More plants from the butterfly garden.

More of the butterfly Garden.

Last we admired the fields of red and white zinnias and sunspot sunflower…

…and then piled back into the car. Kirby was a real trooper.

One more place to stop on the tour of points of interest near Fredericksburg and Stonewall, since it was on the way.

There is a visitor’s center and a tour through the LBJ home but, due to one of our party being under a year old and it had already been a busy day, we opted for the 8-mile driving tour of the ranch where LBJ was born, died (1973), and is buried. Someday we’ll return for the whole experience.

This is a beautiful estate, a portion of which was donated to the National Park Service (by prior arrangement) after the death of Mrs. Johnson in 2007.

A stipulation of Johnson was that this remain a working cattle ranch rather than become “a sterile relic of the past”. The cattle on the ranch descend from the horned Herefords that he raised and he kept a close watch on management even during his tenure in the White House.

Road Trip to Texas – Day 5

Posted on July 11, 2015 by Robin

I’m getting behind on these posts. We’re seeing so much country and driving so much that I’m starting to get confused.

At the end of the last post we found a motel in San Angelo which, by the way, is where I send my wool samples for micron testing. When driving into town late that night we passed the Texas Agrilife Research Center and that’s when I realized why the name San Angelo seemed familiar. Had we had a plan I might have called ahead to see if I could come see their facility.

The map showed that it was only about 3-1/2 hours to our destination between Wimberly and Blanco. The landscape changed from the oil fields of West Texas to ag land. We drove through a lot of small towns, some of which were essentially ghost towns and some of which seemed to be keeping up. There are lots of beautiful old buildings in the downtown areas. In many of those towns that are thriving the downtowns center squares are more touristy than they would have been originally, But the cute shops and diners entice one to stop and spend some money…however we didn’t. We’re usually not that kind of tourists.I don’t have many photos. I snapped several from the moving truck, but although some of the scenery ones are passable, it was hard to get much in town when driving through. Mason, TX I must say that the iPhone has given me a new way to travel. We like our big map books with one book for each state. I kept that open on my lap but I continued to look up towns we passed or things listed on the map that weren’t there anymore. We garnered a lot of history that way. Here is one place at which we stopped. It turned out to be a small supply and feed store that has some wool items (sheepskins, blankets, socks), but they are not locally grown with the exception of some socks–sort of. The mohair in the socks is from Texas but the manufacturing is done in South Africa. The business also serve as a depot for area ranchers to drop off wool to be picked up by a commercial buyer.

We got to Fredericksburg, about an hour from my daughter and son-in-law’s house and planned to spend a couple of hours there so that she could finish her work day. We stopped at the National Museum of the Pacific War, a place I was aware of from a visit to the area a year ago . Why a museum about World War II and the Pacific in Texas? Fredericksburg is the birthplace of Admiral Nimitz who played a major role in the naval history of World War II. If you find yourself in this part of Texas I highly recommend this museum but you really need to allow a whole day to see it. Let me tell you up front that I am not a war buff and I am not a history buff. My eyes glaze over when I hear too many dates and places and although I get the general idea I am sorely lacking in detailed knowledge about World War II. I was fascinated and very moved by this exhibit. It is incredibly thorough, beginning with the Chinese/Japanese tensions in the 1930’s and ending with, well the end of the war and the aftermath. You go through a maze of displays that include not just artifacts, but lots of interactive exhibits, film, first-hand accounts, and photos in order of the action in the Pacific. I can do it justice in this brief description. It is very moving and a powerful presentation. We were totally immersed for over three hours and barely got through this one museum. There are five others as well as the outside area in the complex. Part way through I saw a sign above that showed concurrent events in Europe and I realized that we were seeing only the action in the Pacific and of course there was just as much going on in Europe. The depth of the horror and misery on both fronts is unimaginable. This is just another reminder (as if just driving through our fabulous country isn’t enough) of how lucky we are to live where we do and with the freedom we have. Although World War II ended long ago and most of us aren’t directly affected by war the horror is still going on for so many people in this world.

These plaques are some of the memorials to those who served or commemorating ships or crews.

We had planned to get to Katie’s house earlier in the afternoon but were so overwhelmed by this exhibit that we were there until it closed. We were in Texas Hill Country at this point and, as we’ve seen on our whole trip, the land was lush and green from the unusual amount of rain this summer. round bales This photo doesn’t look especially green because the field has just been baled but there is a bumper crop of hay.

We got to our destination about 5 p.m. and this is why we came:

Road Trip to Texas – Day 4

Posted on July 10, 2015 by Robin

We woke up in Roswell and left town fairly early so that we would have plenty time to explore Carlsbad Caverns National Park.You can’t miss the main attraction as you drive through town. Winslow has The Corner. Roswell has Aliens.We made it to the park by mid-morning.

Most people enter the cave at this entrance where you can also watch the flight of 400,000 Mexican bats leaving each evening. (Fact: A bat eats half it’s body weight of insects every night.)

These photos don’t begin to show the enormity or the depth of this cave. The main room and caverns are over 750 feet (75 stories) below the surface.The main entrance is a series of switchbacks–those squiggles on the far left of this diagram.The bats roost inside the cave in an area closed to the public. Cave swallows roost in the entrance.

This is still on the descent where there is just barely enough natural light for a photo. The rest of the cave is illuminated enough so that flashlights aren’t necessary but I had the thought that it is good that the trail is asphalt and well maintained because you really can’t see where your feet are stepping. (It is also necessary because of the number of visitors to the cave. There were one million by 1937.)

This is how people explored in the early days. Yikes! I think the sign said that this ladder drops down 90 feet.I have very few photos from inside because you just can’t do it justice without a tripod. We walked both main loops of the trail which covers about two miles. The Big Room is the largest known natural limestone chamber in the Western Hemisphere and floor space is estimated at more than 600,000 square feet. There are other portions to explore if you go on a guided tour and there is another level that extends for a mile 90 feet below where we were. In addition they said there are over 100 miles of passages beyond.

This model in the visitor center shows the visitor center at the top and the extent of the cave that is open to visitors below. The entrance is that upper portion at the back of the photo and the trail descends the switchbacks along the wall. When you finish walking the trail you return to the visitor center via an elevator (the tube in the photo) that takes you the 75 stories up.

Not only is the cave impressive, but it is amazing to think of the first explorers and later the engineering and construction feat to develop the cave for visitor access. The first elevators were constructed in the early 1930’s.

After touring the cave and the visitor center we drove the 9-mile Walnut Canyon loop which gives a look at a bit of the above-ground part of the park.As during the first part of our trip the desert was green from the recent rains. This is the Chihuahuan desert, the last of the four desert landscapes (Mojave, Sonoran, and high desert) we drove through on this trip.

We left the National Park in mid-afternoon and headed tor Texas.I was all ready with my camera for the Welcome to Texas sign but there was none on the road we were on, however the landscape changed.

West Texas is known for it’s oil fields… …and that was the predominant feature over most of the landscape. I passed the time looking up towns and features on the iPhone. That gave insight to the history and settlement of the area.

We drove as far as San Angelo where we spent the night.

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