It’s been a hectic week. But we’re okay.
Thanks to all who called or emailed.
Wind is still from the south.
Here is a link to pictures …
And here’s a map …
Fires are still popping up regularly. New one near Grant’s Pass. The Happy Camp complex seems to be coming under control. A new one near Sacramento, and there is still one near Yosemite.
But then fires aren’t the only problems. The home of a contact on the Big Island of Hawai’i is in the path of the new lava flow from Kilauea and a friend of our older son, also in the path, has started farming out belongings due to evacuation “suggestions”.
It would seem a tv program which dealt with only climate change news would have enough “news” for at least a full hour every day. Fires … tornadoes … hurricanes … volcanoes … floods … droughts …you name it.
But on with life …
Next amateur radio event will be the 11th of October. That will be the one in McCloud (unless it gets cancelled by fire as have three other events this year). It will be the day after George’s second eye treatment, but it won’t involve any lifting so all will be well.
The last of this year’s obligations will be the following saturday. I attended the first of the planning meetings for that event yesterday. Our involvement is being upped, so there will be a bit of planning to do.
Thinking of radio led to thinking about television … twice last week, people we know were on the tv news.
The first was Larry Masterman. I met him when I was working emergency and he was a first responder with the local ambulance company. Later he became a San Francisco paramedic. In 1982 he was moonlighting as the medic for movie crews in the SF area. His wife was due to deliver their second child while a movie was filming and he asked me to substitute for him with a crew out on Alcatraz. That’s why my kids can claim “Mom spent two weeks on (in) Alcatraz.”
Larry is now the headman for the Jackson County Emergency Preparedness Program across the border in Oregon. He did a two minute bit on the local news about fire and earthquake preparation by individuals and families.
One degree of separation.
Second was Nancy Hood. She lost her home to the Happy Camp fire complex. The following was on the web page about the centennial of the USFS Lake Mountain lookout … Nancy Hood, the person who staffs the Lake Mountain Lookout, holds records for longevity. She has worked 54 consecutive seasons as a fire lookout (on several different towers) on the KlamathNational Forest. She has spent the last 20 at LakeMountain. Ms. Hood’s length of service as a fire lookout on one Forest is believed to be the longest in the history of the US Forest Service.
We met her when we were “manning” the Paradise Craggy lookout for CalFire. Nancy is staying on the job in her fire lookout and sheltering with friends. She says it was better for her (a single woman) to lose her house than if it were some neighbors who are families with small children. She plans to rebuild.
One degree of separation.
More about the cruise with Mark … We spent a day in Juneau. It was raining.
My only contact in that town was passing through on the way to Auke Bay to take a whale watching trip. We waited for the bus in the building at the base of the tram which takes people UP to the top of the mountains hemming in the town. That looked interesting, but we were already booked and I knew I would rather go see whales.
Aboard the whale watch boat, we met a woman from Yreka. The college student “naturalist” was quite knowledgeable. We saw whales and harbor seals and interesting scenery and lots of other tourists.
I did enjoy that excursion. I like being out on the water. Guess it has something to do with Daddy having been a deep water sailor. And sharing with Mark was good.
On the bus to the tour boat, I overheard a man talking about going “on mission”. Since I work with members of the Church of Latter Day Saints at the genealogy center, I recognized the language. I mentioned I had friends who were on mission to Peru and we chatted for a minute or two.
Then on the way back the man who spoke of “mission” came over to talk with me. We chatted for a sentence or two, then he asked if I was LDS. I explained my connection and we had a comfortable chat about genealogy and his intention to go on mission when he retires from selling insurance in Utah. We also talked about Skagway. He said it might be a nice place to live, but there wasn’t much of a market for retirement insurance there. It was a comfortable interaction.
Going through town on the way back, we were able to see the mansion of the Alaskan Governor. It is a large, white house with columns across the front part of the way up the mountain. It looks a bit like a southern plantation house. I made a quip about being able to see Russia from the Governor’s window. One of the folks in the bus got upset … “She never said that!”
I apologized (it actually was a Tina Fey line from SNL) but added that it was a funny bit.
After the boat trip, Mark went shopping and sightseeing through town, but I went back to the boat to nap.
Skagway and Juneau were the only two times I went ashore. I had planned to visit with Gretchen in Ketchikan, but that port had been cancelled. I came to the conclusion that I really liked being aboard ship and traveling, but the plethora of things to do aboard ship (which could be done just about anywhere) were not for me … with the exception of a couple of the evening theatre shows. What I really enjoyed was the time to sit on the balcony and watch …
Thank you, Mark.
Apples, chokecherries, blackberries, grapes, Oregon grapes, gooseberries, rugosa rose hips, even hot peppers … are all outdoing themselves. Were I still feeding a family (rather than two old people) and had the energy I had twenty years ago, I’d have a pantry full to overflowing. As is, I’ve got peppers and rose hips drying and enough pergazebollis grape jelly to last a few years. By next week I will have a winter’s supply of Ruby’s tomato soup and some pasta sauce.
Recently came across another incident leading to the thought that Richard Rogers was not so much a composer as an adapter-arranger. “We open in Venice” from “Kiss Me. Kate” is a variation on a theme from a Haydn symphony.
I don’t remember where I heard or saw this, but it sounds like good advice.
Just because you’ve been given a cactus doesn’t mean you have to sit on it.
So ’til next week …