Saturday, November 28, 2015
When we were still staying in Rockport, Zoya took a day to catch up on writing while Nora, Stuey and I took the ferry across Penobscot Bay to visit North Haven Island. Over night the temperature had dropped into the high teens and it was a crisp, bright, 'Northwest wind' kind of day. A glorious day to be outside.
We only had an hour and a half before we had to catch the ferry back to the mainland. So it was a quick trip. We walked out on Hopkins Point, and checked out my mom's peach trees. Then we caught the ferry back to the mainland, and ate our lunch while the ferry slowly chugged back to Rockland.
One of the important aspects of our family trip out East is that Nora and Stuey get to meet and know their relatives. It is kind of weird for me too because for most of the cousins I last saw them when they were small. Now they are all grown up. So it is 'catch up' time for me and 'get to know' time for Nora and Stuey.
While in Rockport Stuey and I went for a hike with Stuey's Uncle Cam and cousin Bo. Stuey would run ahead down the trail with Bo (or by himself) and then Cam and I would try and spot him before we walked past the hiding location - a low key version of hide and seek.
The snow under the deciduous trees a and near sunset light made for some dramatic visuals. Big granite boulders and open vistas. Quite the hike to get to know the cousins. Patrick
|We see you Stuey!|
|Stuey and Bo at the 'Maiden Cliff'|
Wednesday, November 25, 2015
On our second day in Maine, we ventured out to the Rockland lighthouse walk. It is a 2 mile round trip and was constructed between 1881 and 1899. 18 years it took to obtain and place the large granite slabs in a puzzle-like fashion.
There were complaints of displeasure from Nora and Stuey before we started walking. The instant they realized what a cool walk it is, Nora and Stuey were very into it.
The ocean breeze felt wonderful and the plaque at the end telling us about the lighthouse and the history of its construction made it all extra special.
|Grandmother's house the morning after we arrived|
|Traveling in the digital age|
|Nora gathers apples to make a pie|
We've been at Emmy's house for 3 nights now and have really enjoyed lovely walks, delicious meals and laughter together. Emmy picked us up at the Boston airport at 6:00 Am and drove us straight up to Maine. I proceeded to pass out in exhaustion, as I didn't get much sleep the night before. The kids slept 12 hours their first night here and thankfully haven't had any struggles with the time change.
There is a mile loop which goes along the ocean and then along a golf course which I've enjoyed walking several times a day. The quiet, sleepy town of Rockport is so gorgeous this time of year. Traditionally we are here in the summer and I'm preferring this Thanksgiving time of year. The roads are quieter, establishments quieter, parking easier.
Tomorrow we head down to Boston for Thanksgiving Day and the rest of our vacation. Nora really enjoys looking at houses and architecture along the way. I enjoy seeing the East Coast through her eyes.
Tuesday, November 24, 2015
Several weeks ago Stuey started playing organized basketball for the first time-in the Kodiak Little Dribblers. It is a program which has been around for 30+ years and gets kids playing basketball in elementary school.
Stuey is on A Balanced Approach's team and the coach is Pete Danelski, another born and bred Kodiakian and fellow high school classmate in the 90's. His son Liam is in Stuey's class and i was grateful to have Petes kind and familiar presence for Stuey's first time playing basketball.
My sister and I sat in the bleacher together to watch the game with Nora. As the buzzer went off announcing the start of the first game, I admittedly got a little teary eyed. that buzzer struck a visceral chord in the basketball part of my soul.
The game was more legit and official than I expected. The wall timer and score board was used, and two refs in uniforms ready to go.
The majority of the first 2 games involved a lot of teaching; how to pass the ball in, which basket to shoot in, and the very basics of defending your man. The refs took time to patiently explain and didn't blow the whistle for most travels and double dribbles.
A Balanced Approach has played 3 games and they haven't won one yet. Each game A Balanced Approach gets better, as the boys begin to understand the principles of the game. The most important thing is that Stuey is having fun and learning the art of basketball.
Monday, November 23, 2015
|Smaller rats from later in the week|
'And that's a Norway Rat', Mike S proclaimed. Mike was pointing out the window with his knife, and we all looked out to see a brown animal with tail chewing on one of the elk leg bones we had thrown out on the lawn earlier in the afternoon. Everyone but me laughed as it hopped around from bone to bone and then disappeared around the corner of the house. The elk hunt crew was butchering and packaging the elk from the hunt, and I had come to the realization that the Saltonstall household had a rat problem.
Rats are only funny when they are someone else's problem.
They are also a problem that on Kodiak eventually happens to pretty much everybody. And for which everybody has an opinion. 'Use poison', 'traps are best', 'you must have chickens or a bird feeder', and 'I bet they are raiding your compost heap' are some of the more common opinions that I heard.
I don't like poison because I worry that our dogs will find it. Also we used poison when we last had a serious problem about 10 years ago, and had a rat die under the kitchen. It smelled for months.
So no poison - I bought rat traps. Rat traps make mouse traps seem like miniature toys in comparison, and are scary to set. I was worried about breaking a finger, and would jump in shock every time I inadvertently set off the hare-trigger. SNAP! Setting the traps was like playing with dynamite.
The traps worked and for a week I tended my trapline. I checked the traps 3 times a day, and caught an unbelievable number of rats. For the first couple of days I caught one in every trap twice a day. Then the numbers started to drop off and the rats got smaller and smaller. After about a week I stopped catching rats. Worried that the rats had just gotten smart I also set out bait with no trap and had no takers. It seems the rats are gone - I really, really hope so. Patrick
|One of the first rats I trapped - he's a big guy!|
Thursday, November 19, 2015
|Trick or treat on Cliffside costumes|
Our family takes a lot of photos and it is a lot of work editing and backing them up. Maintaining a blog helps us a lot with this process.
At our house once we put the pictures into iphoto on the computer we erase the pictures off of the card that goes back into the camera. That way there is less confusion when we down load at a later date about whether a picture has been saved or not. Once the images are on the computer I do an initial edit - getting rid of all the really bad photos. Then all these photos are put onto an external hard drive (that is backed up itself by another hard drive).
The pictures that remain on iphoto are fixed up - colors adjusted, cropped, tones fixed etc. - and the best ones usually go here onto the blog. All pictures that go onto the blog are put into their own file (by date) and backed up on hard drives separately. Sadly enough, it turns out that these are generally the only photos I ever go back to look at - I mean who wants to look at thousands of unedited photos?
We do not use iphoto as a backup, and every few weeks I go back and delete most of the recent images. The iphoto on our computer contains only the best of the best from the last few years.
Anyway, yesterday morning I was deleting photos from the past few weeks on iphoto, and found a few that never made it onto the blog. And now they have! Patrick
|Packaged deer meat - I try to match the terrain on the package with where the meat was harvested|
|Teaching Stuey cribbage|
|Zoya's St Mary's Halloween costume|
|The pack watches Monday night football|
|Left to right - Bruno, Tank and Sheba|
Tuesday, November 17, 2015
In the past week we finally got some snow and on Sunday I took the kids and dogs sledding at the golf course. We first tried to drive up to the top of Pillar Mountain where the snow coverage is more complete. However the road turned out to be a sheet of ice, and, after a scary moment sliding backwards half turned sideways, we decided to turn the rest of the way around and go sledding elsewhere.
The golf course had barely enough snow. And while it may look a little green and desperate the sledding turned out to be excellent. It was fast and the run was very long.
Yesterday we got another dusting of snow and I even went back to this corner of the golf course and did some skate skiing. Round and round on a tiny loop until I had gone 5K or so.
It's good to have some snow and cold. And some of the recent low temperatures have matched the lowest we got all last winter! Patrick
|At the start - the blue sled goes further but the green one spins|
|Stuey points to our run - it was surprisingly long and fast|
|Hiking the old WWII roads|
These pictures are from over a week ago, and with our recent snow do not really reflect what it is like right now on Kodiak. But if last winter's weather is any indication of what is to come the pictures may well reflect our activities later on this winter.
In any case they do reflect what we've been up to a lot this fall - checking out archaeological sites. In particular, I have gotten into what remains from the WWII build up on Kodiak. I managed to obtain a report written by another archaeologist documenting WWII sites, and it has been fun to relocate all the places he visited. The report tells me what I am looking at and often has photos in it from when the structures were new in the 1940s. There are also photos from the 1990s when the report was written.
What's amazing is how quickly the WWII material is falling into the ground and getting covered with moss. The kids and I are helping to document this process.
But not everything we find is WWII related. On this past trip we also found an old house depression that pre dates the 1912 Katmai eruption. I know it is older than the eruption because it has ash from the eruption on top of the walls and floor. So the ash fell after the house had already collapsed.
I think the foundation might represent an outbuilding from the nearby Russian era 'dairy' farm at the mouth of the Buskin River. The rest of this farm was mostly covered up by airport construction during WWII so it is kind of cool to find a part of it still exists.
|'Temporary' gun emplacement from early in the war effort|
|A new site! And not something from WWII|
|19th century house depression (pre 1912 Katmai Ash anyway)|
|155mm Panama Gun Mount|
|The scary Artillery Hill Command Center Headquarters|
Thursday, November 12, 2015
It's been almost 5 months since I last went skiing. That's a long time for me, but we now have snow on the mountain and it is supposed to be cold for the next week. So today I went for my first ski of the new season.
Yesterday when I climbed the mountain with the dogs there was not quite enough snow, then overnight we got another 3-4 inches of new stuff. That is enough snow to make carrying the skiis up the mountain worthwhile. My run was about 500 vertical feet but not steep and pretty long distance-wise. Not the greatest conditions either with lots of drifts, big bumps, and bare spots. But hey it is skiing and I did not hit any rocks. Patrick
Some more Bruno pictures! Bruno continues to fit in with the pack. We are undecided whether to call him Bruno or Bruester. Nora seems to prefer Bruno - I call him Bruester the Rooster. Stuey and Zoya call him Brewster.
Yesterday afternoon I took him up Pyramid with the rest of the pack to check on the new snow. I love how he has influenced the behavior of Tank and Sheba. They are acting more like pack dogs. All of them stick closer together and seem more in tune with the humans.
Bruno has a very good temperament. He is still a puppy and does puppy like stuff (like chasing his tail), but also mellows out around the house. He sleeps next to the various humans with the rest of the pack. And then outside he perks up and has good 'walk' energy. That's a perfect dog.
PS I heart Brewster -Zoya