dual personalities

Month: August, 2018

If you go down to the woods today, you’re sure of a big surprise!*

by chuckofish

On Saturday I reported that son #2 made it to Kodiak Island. Since then he’s explored the area and had his first bear sighting, a mother and her cub!

Photo courtesy of N. Potter

This bucolic photo put me in mind of the great bear stories that my children loved and that I loved during my own childhood. There’s Winne-the-Pooh, of course,

and Rupert the bear.

And let’s not forget Little Bear — we read a lot of those books and watched the cartoon on TV.

Paddington, though very cute, never caught on for some reason.

Everyone loves bears, especially cuddly talking ones that wear clothes and are kind to children. I guess that’s one of the benefits of civilization. Once most people encounter bears in zoos or on TV we can forget how dangerous they really are. Well, at least as long as we avoid stepping on lines.

“Lines and Squares

Whenever I walk in a London street,
I’m ever so careful to watch my feet;
And I keep in the squares,
And the masses of bears,
Who wait at the corners all ready to eat
The sillies who tread on the lines of the street,
Go back to their lairs,
And I say to them, “Bears,
Just look how I’m walking in all of the squares!”
And the little bears growl to each other, “He’s mine,
As soon as he’s silly and steps on a line.”
And some of the bigger bears try to pretend
That they came round the corner to look for a friend;
And they try to pretend that nobody cares
Whether you walk on the lines or squares.
But only the sillies believe their talk;
It’s ever so portant how you walk.
And it’s ever so jolly to call out, “Bears,
Just watch me walking in all the squares!”
A.A. Milne

Have a bear-y happy Monday!

*Teddy Bears’ Picnic

“Don’t loaf and invite inspiration; light out after it with a club.”*

by chuckofish

At least that way you’ll be armed if you meet a bear.

Son #2 made it to Kodiak Island after a long, arduous journey full of delays and bumpy rides. They arrived dramatically in a raging storm and without their luggage (naturally), but the skies soon cleared to a stunning blue, and voila — the view from their apartment.

Here is my son contemplating the view.

We note the long-sleeved flannel shirt with envy — I gather the highs on Kodiak barely broke 60 last week. Ah, for those rugged northern climes! Lest we give in to flights of fancy, let us remember what Jack London wrote:

“A vast silence reigned over the land. The land itself was a desolation, lifeless, without movement, so lone and cold that the spirit of it was not even that of sadness. There was a hint in it of laughter, but of laughter more terrible than any sadness-a laughter that was mirthless as the smile of the Sphinx, a laughter cold as the frost and partaking of the grimness of infallibility. It was the masterful and incommunicable wisdom of eternity laughing at the futility of life and the effort of life. It was the Wild, the savage, frozen-hearted Northland Wild.”

Nature is not friendly. In the 1950s a Kodiak hunting guide found a broken gun, a human skull, and a bear skull all next to each other.

There’s a story in those bones, but if you don’t want to write it yourself, you might dip into some arctic literature.

For those determined to get out there and hike the wilderness despite the risks, here are some basic rules of thumb:

  1. Before you go, educate yourselves about the conditions: weather, terrain, bears, risks…
  2. Be sure to sign in with park rangers.
  3. Prepare for the unexpected. Weather can change rapidly, so wear layers and always carry a hat, gloves, and rain gear.
  4. Carry a charged cell phone. Sure, you may get out of range, but better to have it than not to have it. Don’t use up your batteries taking too many photos.
  5. Don’t forget matches, flints or other fire-starting equipment. If you get stranded, you may need to start a campfire to keep warm and signal rescuers.
  6. Carry emergency rations: energy bars, nuts, fruit and water.
  7. Carry a good hunting knife and/or a gun, especially if you are going into a really remote area (hey, I read that terrible story about the bear hunting a guy on a glacier where there was nowhere to hide. It would have been much shorter, and the bear’s death more humane, if the backpacker had packed a rifle).
  8. Bug spray!
  9. Proper footwear and blister treatment are essential.
  10. Don’t forget a well-stocked first aide kit, including sunblock, butterfly bandages, antibiotic ointment, and a good emergency care manual. And don’t forget an Epipen if you need one!

Preparation may not save you from bad luck, but it will reduce the likelihood that you’ll have it. I am comforted by the sure knowledge that my experienced hikers take all the right precautions, have good equipment, and a healthy respect for their environment!

*Jack London

“Live thy Life, Young and old, Like yon oak, Bright in spring, Living gold”*

by chuckofish

It has been a very busy week–at work and at play! If going to the baseball game on a work night wasn’t unusual enough, last night my brother’s son and daughter stopped in overnight on their way from San Diego to Michigan. (He’s moving his stuff home before moving to Istanbul to teach at Boğaziçi University, also known as Bosphorus University.) The boy brought his family over and the OM barbecued. The cousins got a full dose of the wee babes.

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The wee laddie emptied the box and then climbed in. So. Much. Fun.

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I fit in a box, Mommy!

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Look at me. My head fits in a box!

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2018 08 02_3244.jpgNormally I would collapse after such a week, but I have to get ready to head out on Sunday morning (bright and early) to fly to Colorado. Zut alors! I am not complaining. I am blessed to be busy doing things that I love with friends and family.

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Have a great weekend! I probably won’t be blogging next week, but maybe my DP will, which would be lovely.

O God, our heavenly Father, whose glory fills the whole creation, and whose presence we find wherever we go: Preserve those who travel; surround them with your loving care; protect them from every danger; and bring them in safety to their journey’s end; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. (BCP)

PSA: August is Summer Under the Stars time at TCM–you know when they highlight a different star every day. Here’s the schedule.

*Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Willful travelers in Lapland

by chuckofish

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“Is it that by its indefiniteness it shadows forth the heartless voids and immensities of the universe, and thus stabs us from behind with the thought of annihilation, when beholding the white depths of the milky way? Or is it, that as in essence whiteness is not so much a color as the visible absence of color; and at the same time the concrete of all colors; is it for these reasons that there is such a dumb blankness, full of meaning, in a wide landscape of snows- a colorless, all-color of atheism from which we shrink? And when we consider that other theory of the natural philosophers, that all other earthly hues — every stately or lovely emblazoning — the sweet tinges of sunset skies and woods; yea, and the gilded velvets of butterflies, and the butterfly cheeks of young girls; all these are but subtle deceits, not actually inherent in substances, but only laid on from without; so that all deified Nature absolutely paints like the harlot, whose allurements cover nothing but the charnel-house within; and when we proceed further, and consider that the mystical cosmetic which produces every one of her hues, the great principle of light, for ever remains white or colorless in itself, and if operating without medium upon matter, would touch all objects, even tulips and roses, with its own blank tinge — pondering all this, the palsied universe lies before us a leper; and like willful travelers in Lapland, who refuse to wear colored and coloring glasses upon their eyes, so the wretched infidel gazes himself blind at the monumental white shroud that wraps all the prospect around him. And of all these things the Albino whale was the symbol. Wonder ye then at the fiery hunt?”

–Herman Melville, Moby-Dick

In case you had forgotten, yesterday was Herman Melville’s birthday. (I toasted him at the baseball game.) And FYI–next year will mark the 200th anniversary of his birth, so let’s make a note and plan a party! (I am serious about this.)

By the way, the baseball game was super fun. Our seats were great and the weather was unbelievably perfect, considering it was August 1 in St. Louis! Cool, clear and a nice breeze! The wee babes did great for a couple of innings…and Lottie even sat on my lap for a good long while.

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Both fingers in her nose and crying!

They left an hour and a half into the game, but The OM and daughter #1 and I stayed until the seventh inning (around 10 o’clock–way past my bedtime.) The Cards were in the lead at the point. (They hung on and won.)

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Now it is back to the salt mine for business as usual. Have a good one.

Charlie Brown, how could you miss such an easy pop fly?

by chuckofish

Screen Shot 2018-07-31 at 10.43.59 AM.pngTonight we are going to the Cardinals game. It is my flyover university’s Night at the Ballpark. I bought the tickets before Mike Matheny got fired, so I’m not exactly fired up to go now, but go we shall.

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Well, a beer and a hotdog sound pretty good. And it’s always good to see this guy.

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Have a good one!