Wednesday, January 27, 2016

1/27/2016 - Zoe's Trip To Africa and "The Mystical Backpacker"

 Serengeti Migration, Horizon to Horizon
I’m so excited to guest blog about my trip! My parents are leading lives of blog-worthy interest and adventure, with added tidbits about Jack and me. My most recent escapade took me to the place of my childhood dreams, Africa. Kenya and Tanzania to be exact. My travel partner, Tom (my Masters thesis adviser), and I had three goals: 1) present our research and host a session at the biannual Human Dimensions of Wildlife Conference, 2) make contact with federal agencies and NGOs regarding research opportunities, and 3) go on safari and experience AFRICA! I have to say, we accomplished all three and then some…
Mount Kenya Safari Club Conference Center
We began our journey at the Human Dimensions Conference in Nanyuki, Kenya, a picturesque venue conveniently located on the equator with a view of Mount Kenya, the tallest mountain in the country at 17,000 feet tall. I asked some locals if they had ever seen snow and they said “Yes, I’ve hiked Mount Kenya.” During the conference we had the good fortune to visit a nearby animal sanctuary where we interacted with ostriches, bongos, monkeys, tortoises, and the highlight for me…a cheetah! 

Following the conference we traveled 2 hours northwest to spend a few days at the Mpala Research Centre and Wildlife Foundation. This research facility was my dream come true, a place where great international minds converge in the African bush to solve ecological conundrums. We set live traps for small carnivores, tracked GPS-collared African wild dogs to their den, and (my personal favorite) patrolled the grounds after dark to spotlight for nocturnal animals. It is immensely thrilling to see a giraffe up close while hanging out the top of a Land Cruiser with a spotlight in one hand and bottle of wine in the other! 


Maasai Dwellings
The rest of the trip was a safari adventure across the iconic landscapes of Tanzania, including stays in Lake Manyara, Tarangire, and Serengeti National Parks and the Ngorogoro Crater Conservation Area. This place is truly the cradle of humanity, where ancient human cultures and wildlife continue to coexist at the confluence of forested volcanic calderas and tallgrass savannah. We arrived in the Serengeti a few weeks into an annual wet season migration—one of the last remaining mass migrations in the world—where millions of animals follow seasonal rain storms hundreds of miles in search of green pasture. Driving through herds of wildebeest, gazelles, zebras, eland, and impala that stretch from horizon to horizon is a sight to behold, and not one I will soon forget. 

Radiator Repair "Sweet Tea"
Our trip was full of adventure and mishap. The Land Cruiser we rented had seen better days as we were constantly repairing it and picking up parts that fell off as we rode down the rough dirt roads. I love tea, and thanks (depending on how you look at it) to British colonization, so do East Africans. It’s a good thing too, because 8 tea bags and 6 liters of water saved our Land Cruiser’s over-heated radiator in the middle of the Serengeti. One of the Safari drivers who stopped to help us exclaimed, “You’re all good, when you arrive in Seronera you will have sweet tea!"


It was the trip of a lifetime, and a catalyst for the next stage in my career. Promising post-doctoral research opportunities include evaluating the population status, genetic integrity, and movement patterns of lions in Manyara National Park, Tanzania, or assisting local communities in alleviating human-cheetah conflicts in Namibia. Stay tuned!       ZoĆ«

SIDEBAR - Deb's Book Review of "The Mystical Backpacker" by Hannah Papp.  Bought this book for Zoe and decided to read it while she was in Africa.  Highly recommend it for anyone interested in a good true travel story from Dublin to Budapest, Spain, Italy, Greece and Cypress and/or for anyone looking for direction.   Its Hannah's journey of self discovery after realizing she was living a life without direction or inspiration.  She uses her extensive journals as a younger traveler but writes the book in her 40's infusing ageless wisdom.  Chapters end with exercises should you choose to partake or just skip them. Here are some ideas I particularly liked.   "When you are removed from your community, you are removed from your ego.  No longer worried about what they might think, you are free to explore what you think.  When your environment does not mirror, reflect or define you, then you have no one to Be but your true self."  "We aren't defined by our life experiences - we are defined by our responses to them."  "We are not harnessed or determined by the dictates of others, we are either enslaved or lifted up by our own thoughts."  Paraphrasing, she writes: When frightened or stressed we often immerse ourselves in fear-based thoughts, creating scenarios that make us feel even worse.  To move focus outside of this fiction of our mind, do something you love like eat ice cream, take photographs, read a book that uplifts you.  "Tell your mind to get over its Big Bad Self and just lick an ice cream...you may lick like a person unhinged, but eventually you'll calm down."

Friday, January 22, 2016

1/22/16 RV and Rock Show in Quartzsite, Arizona

 John's brother-in-law, Craig, is a serious rock hound who Deb reveres as she too is a rock hound but more at heart than in deed (because John won't let her fill the RV with rocks like Lucy did in the 1953 movie "The Long, Long Trailer").  So when Craig suggested we meet at the POW WOW Rock, Gem and Mineral Show in Quartzsite, Arizona on our way from San Diego to Tucson, of course Deb said YES.  About 6 miles outside of town we noticed numerous RVs parked randomly in the desert. The closer we got to town the more we saw until literally, there were RVs filling the desert as far as the eye could see.  Little did we know we were about to participant in what is billed as "the largest gathering of RVs and RVers IN THE WORLD"! The Arizona Highway Department estimates that "750,000 to 1 million people (mostly in RV's) come to the sleepy 
Typical Quartzsite  Scene
little desert town of Quartzsite (population 1,900) every January to attend one of America's biggest RV Shows, streets lined with open air flea markets and numerous Rock, Gem and Mineral Shows. Hundreds of thousands of RVs crowd the Bureau of Land Management property surrounding Quartzsite, it's 65 RV parks and much of the open space on property owned by the local businesses and homeowners." This 2 mile by 2 mile town consists of a few small general stores, an assortment of restaurants and LOTS of small businesses targeted to RV needs including these two.
   
        

Deb and Craig spent several long blissful days among the hundreds of rock vendors; Deb perusing...Craig purchasing.  Deb did buy a bunch of "ghost town desert glass" which consisted of large hunks of old glass frosted and colored beautifully by age which was supposedly found in ghost town dumps.  She plans to hang these bobbles from a piece of cactus wood for a decoration on our future deck (which by the way now has a roof on it).  

 
Note Trucks Down In The Valley Behind Deb's Head
One day we joined a caravan (sans RV) to Brenda, AZ where we tested our trucks 4x4 Off Road package on a 5 mile trek through the desert.  In the foothills we prospected for red, white and blue jasper which was everywhere and Deb picks up a cool cholla (choy ya) cactus skeleton which she will bleach and decorate with some of the jasper, geode and chrysocolla we prospected.  The wagon master told a story about going out into the hills with a pocket full of marbles.  When you pick up a rock you put down a marble and when you've lost all your marbles you're a rock hound.  John says this describes Debra to a "t".  



Thursday, January 14, 2016

1/14/16 Happy New Year 2016 Salem, Oregon and San Diego

Break In Snow Storm On Drive To Sisters, Oregon
Jack joins us as we dig a rental car out of the deep freeze in Pullman and drive to Salem, Oregon to visit John's cousin Meghan for a week over New Year's. He flies back to Pearl Harbor the next day while we get to visit their Three Sister's ranch land in beautiful Central Oregon and have a wonderful family Christmas/New Year's celebration with their Mom, kids and grand kids.

After our flight is cancelled due to plane issues, we eventually land back in San Diego in the middle of a powerful El Nino thunder storm which had caused us to divert around San Diego as the airport was shut down due to a rare tornado warning at the time we were supposed to be landing. Things are looking up as we Uber our way through torrential rains and flooding to arrive at the truck/RV storage just as they are closing.  We think we are home free as there is a break in the rain while we prepare the RV for towing....but oh no, it is not to be. The RV batteries are dead (had been having issues) and we can't retract the levelers which means it can't be moved.  Using the truck, we jump the RV generator to charge the batteries to no avail. It's now pitch black, cold, drizzling and oh yeah, we are starving.  Finally we jump direct to the batteries, get just enough juice to retract the levelers and an hour later we are off to Sweetwater Summit Campground. Once there we have enough juice to level and open the bedroom slide, but not enough for lights. And oh yeah, the furnace isn't working either! Thank goodness for canned soup which we heat on the gas stove. It is raining so hard it sounds like rocks pounding on our tin roof making it hard to talk to each other never mind try to sleep. And, it is cold. ARE WE HAVING FUN YET?
Rainbow Over Sweetwater Lake San Diego

Next morning we replace the RV batteries and eventually figure out there are fuses inside the thermostat and the converter that had blown (thunderstorms??) which once replaced had everything running smoothly again.  The sun comes out along with a rainbow, it warms back up and yes, we are having fun.  Deb says she has already had enough "adventure" on this trip to last a lifetime and asks the universe to tone it down to simply "interesting".  

So why are we driving remote back roads along the Mexican boarder to visit the stone monument placed on the beach in 1851 marking the extreme southwest corner of the United States???  The drive was a little disconcerting but once we got there the armed Boarder Guards patrolling the mile and a half walk through desolate marshes and beach was most comforting.....
Extreme Southwest Corner of U.S. at Tijuana
Hiking around Sweetwater Park, touring Old Town San Diego and New Town (Gas lamp district) and the USS Midway again took up the rest of our time.   While on the Midway we paid special attention to the areas of the ship where Deb's dad worked in 1950-51.  He held one of the worst jobs on the ship - a fireman in the boiler where temperatures averaged 130 degrees.  In the campground we see bunnies, a beautiful coyote and many birds including a roadrunner.  John doesn't win the unprecedented $1.5 Billion Power Ball (thank goodness) so he won't be funding mass education after buying an Irish Castle.
Sunset Over Our RV Sweetwater Summit Park