Summer is Over!

Faithful Blog Readers:

Driving home from Denver on October 5th I encountered the first serious snowstorm of the season as I drove over Red Mountain Pass, which is one of Colorado's gnarliest roads, and just happens to be one of my major routes to the grocery store, the airport, and most any other service I need. There were still a few golden aspen leaves peeking through the snow, but the view reminded me that winter is here!

Now, on October 8th, as I sit in my office writing to you, it is snowing gently and lazily outside. My fireplace is burning merrily and I am realizing that summer is over and the time is nigh for doing a better job of communicating with friends and family the world around.

The summer was wonderful---filled with visits from friends and family, plenty of fly fishing, and lots of time spent out of doors, enjoying my beautiful mountains.

Describing summer in Silverton is difficult so I'll share some pictures instead. (You may wish to click on some pictures to see details better.) A late summer trip over Ophir Pass to Telluride with friend Ruth Ann in her jeep. She is very short so I was the "shifter" when we needed to shift into 4WH and 4WL---here is shot of the actual pass.

Fishing was a big part of my summer. Below is a snap of my favorite place---the Canyon of the Upper Rio Grande River (yep---the one that separates Mexico and the US has its headwaters in San Juan County where I live!). My fishing friend and I descend 200 feet into this canyon on a rope, wearing all our fishing gear with our rods tied to our backs. It is a gorgeous place, and for some reason no-one else is ever there! This year I finally developed the skill of casting my fly where I wanted it (most of the time) and improved my stealth so I caught more and bigger fish than previously. Great fun!

Suzie and my lovely little grand-daughter, Audrey Grace, were here for ten days in August and we did a number of strange activities. (Suz and I seem to lean toward unusual activities---we've even been to the National Dental Museum and the International Weightlifting Hall of Fame and Museum!). Anyway, we dug some traditional Moore Family rhubarb roots to send to James in Pennsylvania to be planted in their yard so they can have rhubarb pie! Here are the roots and the "girls"...

While Suz was here we tried out my new window washing contraption. When one lives in the lovely mountains, one ought to be able to see out of their windows, right? Here is Suzie washing skillfully on the outside of the second-story windows. (We did the inside, too!) We thought perhaps we could hire out...the tarp-covered thing is an antique oak buffet I was in the process of stripping, which is now finished and looking lovely, and will soon display my mom's blue and white china.

Of course, as a grandmother, I feel compelled to tout my grandchildren's talents. Here is Audrey, reading. Note the skilled way she holds her book with her feet to facilitate turning the pages! She is so good at reading she can even read with the book upside down!

Summer in the high country always means a few picnics in out-of-the-way places. We went to Animas Forks, an old ghost town up the river, while Suzie and Audrey were here. They nicely posed in front of Walsh mansion (what's left of it)---the Walsh family was a successful mining family in the 1800s and owned the Hope diamond at one time.

I was thrilled to have all family members plus friends here for the 4th of July week. We had nine adults, two small children, and one delightful puppy for about ten days so lots happened. One thing I never accomplished was a family picture when we were dry but here are Suzanne, Travis, and their families plus friends Jenn and Gus from Pennsylvania in the Ouray Hotsprings Pool, having a good time! (Maggie, Finn and Travis are left and center, James, Suzie and Audrey are center back, and Gus and Jenn on the right. ) In case you are counting, Maggie's brother Quentin and his wife Karen and their puppy joined us a few days later.
Grandson Finn celebrated his second birthday while in Silverton and received a tricycle and wagon, hand-made by the Pennsylvania Amish. Here are Finn and Audrey, all loaded up and ready to go adventuring (with supervision, of course!).

Off to see the world! Our family all seems to enjoy seeing the world---

Travis and family will soon be moving home from Australia (Maggie and Finn are here now, getting settled in their new home in Denver). I am off to Peru in mid-October to see what the Andes have that the Rockies don't....meanwhile the Colorado Rockies are trying to make us all proud in the World Series...life speeds along with never quite enough time for all the wonderful opportunities that present themselves.

Have a wonderful fall and watch for a Peru posting after November 2nd when I return from the upper Amazon River basin!
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Who Has Been to Wallowa Lake?

Hi Faithful Readers!





Thanks for returning to a blog which has been neglected since it was snowing in May. Summer in Silverton is so fleeting that I spend as much of it outside as possible---winter is the time to be seated at one's computer blogging.


Lake Wallowa, Oregon (pronounced wa-low-a, not wall-oh-wa) is a spectacular place! Coming from the glorious San Juan Mountains of Colorado, I have to admit it takes a pretty amazing mountain to impress me---the scenery in NE Oregon is just that---impressive! Our Davis Family Reunion was held in this area---near Joseph, named after the Nez Pierce Chief. Here is a view from the highway headed into the campground and resort where we all gathered:
A tramway to the top of one of the peaks gives a grand view of the lake and the surrounding farm country. We rode the tram on a day that was foggy and rainy at the top but even that experience was mysterious and beautiful.

All but one of the living "original cousins"were there---here we are enjoying lining up together. [You had to be in the line to fully appreciate the comments made by all the male cousins---Patricia and I have always received the amount of teasing that convinces us the guys really do like us even though they have always out-numbered us as much as three-to-one!] The visiting was great, with lots of laughter and joy during the three-day event.

Here is the entire family group---you can see there were lots of us so something was always going on---a pinochle game, a shopping trip, a serious discussion, a cup of coffee or beer together, a tour of the local foundary which creates bronze artworks for places such as the World War II Monument in Washington, a ride up the mountain on the tram... Then there was the food! Bacon and yak summer sausage from North Dakota, Black Angus burgers from Montana, ribs and chicken from Portland, salads and home-made biscuits and a gi-normous (is that how to spell it?) carrot cake, wonderful hot and cold appetizers, and, of course, the traditional Davis oysters on the grill. Here is grill-master Brent minding the oysters on a huge traveling grill brought by the other grill guru, Paul. Looks as if Cole came all the way from Chicago to open the oysters for the rest of us. Thanks, guys!


Of course some of the ladies, who can sniff out shopping for miles, found the best shops in charming Joseph---look at the stunning boots Lenore and Amber found! Yep---cowboy boots made out of rubber (a sort of sophisticated Wellie)---they put the rest of us to shame in our sneakers and Keens!

It was a delightful reunion, even though we were missing family members from locations including but not limited to Texas, Pennsylvania, Hawaii, and Australia. Special thanks to Paul and Ronda, Brent and Risa for choosing such a lovely spot and all their effort. 2012 will be the next reunion, probably in the Black Hills area of South Dakota so:

PLAN NOW TO ATTEND THE 2012 DAVIS FAMILY REUNION

GENERALLY HELD THE THIRD WEEKEND OF JUNE

ASSOCIATE FAMILY MEMBERS MAY APPLY!

PS: next posting will be 4th of July in Silverton when I had a houseful of welcome guests!

New Snow for Suzie's Birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Memorial Day Morning and Suzanne's Birthday!! I woke to new snow on the mountains and clouds drifting through the valley---always my favorite scene!
This was the view of Kendal from my front walk---you can just see the dusting of new snow over the older snow; it was 40 degrees and my little new pansies were glad they were covered last night!

As always, Boulder Mountain had a bit more white. Actually, quite a bit of white! Also take note of the Silverton Brewery truck that now lives next door to me! (You'll have to zoom in...)

So, anyone who is coming to spend the 4th of July, bring one set of warm clothes---long pants, jacket and SOCKS!

Happy Birthday, Suz...I wish you were here to relish the snow and have tea with me by the fire!

A Week On the OBX!!

With high hopes for finding warm weather and beaches, Silverton friends Ruth Ann (my frequent travel companion) and Kim (school superintendent playing hookey from school since she had worked all the way through Spring Break) and I walked merrily onto an early morning airplace and winged our way to Norfolk, Virginia, a short 75 miles from our condominium on the Outer Banks of North Carolina. We were delighted to find that our resort had one foot in the Atlantic and the other foot in Currituck Sound with less than a mile of sand between! Our first day was spent enjoying/exploring the Wright Brothers National Monument at Kitty Hawk, NC. Here we are with the monument, situated on top of the hill from which they launched over 1000 glider flights before trying powered flight on the flat sand below. I like the motto engraved at the base of the monument to Orville and Wilbur: "Achieved by Dauntless Resolution and Unconquerable Faith."

The next day we traveled to Roanoke Island. This island was where the first British immigrants settled, organized by Sir Walter Raleigh. Here I am touring a replica of the ships those 1500s adventurers crossed the Atlantic in---very small with very few conveniences. (I would much rather be on the Grande Europa, delivering cars!) In this photo I was trying to get the guide to lapse from his Elizabethan speech but was unsuccessful. He insisted on pronouncing all letters, as they did, including such words as "k-no" for know!

Next we started on the lighthouses for which the OBX (have you figured that acronym
out? Yep---outer banks!) is famous. This snap was taken looking down the spiral stairwell of the Currituck Lighthouse at Ruth Ann, and shows most of the 214 steps to the bottom. These wonderful brick lighthouses, tallest in America, range from 75 to over 200 feet tall. Several are black and white and are painted in different designs so the sailors could tell where they were.

Currituck Lighthouse has not been painted and stands as a solid red landmark on the northern end of the barrier islands called the Outer Banks. The view from the top was spectacular:

Ocracoke Lighthouse is a pristine white and is located near the cove on Ocracoke Island where Blackbeard the Pirate had his home base. (He really did exists!) We took a ferry to get to the island and, amazingly, it was free!

The tallest of them all is the Cape Hatteras Lighthouse, topping out at 208 feet. Ruth Ann and I climbed it and enjoyed the view of the famous Diamond Shoals from the top. These shoals, which are very dangerous shifting sandbars, have caused the demise of endless ships through the years. We were told the area has the most dangerous quicksand in the world. As an interesting family note, Maggie and Travis saw this lighthouse being moved inland in 1999. The shore was eroding away and there was concern that the lighthouse would topple.

Finally, we saw the Bodie (body)Lighthouse--with another arrangement of black and white paint. This lighthouse, as well as the others, were involved in various kinds of danger and intrigue during the Civil War, which reminded me over and over of just how old they are.

En route home we spent a day in Norfolk and took a harbor tour of the Naval Base there. If you wonder where billions of your tax dollars go, that is the place to go look! We saw this new carrier, worth several billion dollars and longer than three football fields. It carries over 6000 crew and who knows how many airplanes and helicopters; it is huge!

What a delightful trip; I am a lucky lady to have such good friends who love to travel! Kim and I enjoyed seafood; we watched movies and slept late; everyone bought books to read about the area and did a lot of sharing---it really was a vacation!

Should/Could This Be a Budweiser Ad?

Dear Blog-Readers,

This blog entry is actually aimed at Travis and Suzie, as their parental home is in the midst of some changes and I thought they'd be interested. However, the rest of you may enjoy seeing what is going on during "Springtime in the Rockies" in Silverton. Welcome aboard!

The contractor, hereinafter called Rick (I've always loved the word hereinafter!), arrived a few days ago to cut a doorway from Travis' electronics workshop loft into Suzie's room. It required moving a good amount of treasures, starting with lumber milled by Charlie and saved by Travis for a future woodworking project.

Travis, here is your blue-stained pine. It should be wonderfully dry by now after nearly five years in the sunroom!



Next came chisel and drywall saw and the next thing I knew we had a doorway from Suzie's room into the loft! It gave a great silhouette of a neon Bud sign, which gave me the idea for a Bud commercial! (Do you recognize it?)

So, I rushed through the new doorway and looked back into Suzie's room, and what should be the predominate sight? Yep! The Bud sign!!!

Now began the tote and carry routine, as Travis still has a goodly number of containers of interesting things ranging from tools to meters to fuses to rolls of wire to nifty little paper cups printed with playing card symbols. After a considerable amount of carrying and dusting and scrubbing, the view into the loft looked like this. (Note: the workbench is gone!)

The final shot into Suzie's room clinches the Budweiser idea---please also note the shovel and garden tool division under the loft ladder!

Rick will return soon to begin the actual work. I'm already picturing Audrey and Finn chasing each other up the stairs, through Suzie's room and the loft, down the ladder, through the kitchen and then up the stairs again, laughing and shouting all the way. It will be fun!

Coming soon: North Carolina Outer Banks posting.

Closing Chapter of Australia

Silverton---April 5th

Dear Blog-Readers,

It is difficult to believe I have neglected this site for two months! A number of you have asked for a wrap-up on my Australian Odyssey, so here goes! (First you need to know it has snowed nearly daily since I arrived home from down under---life gets even with us, doesn't it? After spending two months of what is usually our worst winter in the NZ/Australia sunshine, ol' Mother Nature is getting me now!)

After enjoying several weeks with Maggie, Travis, and Finn in Perth and surrounding areas, I left on January 28th on the Indian-Pacific Train, which travels from the Indian Ocean on the west of Australia to Sydney, on the Pacific on the east. I had wondered how it would be to travel by myself in another country---you know, would I feel lonesome? nervous? bored? Well, I am delighted to report all went well and I had a marvelous time! The trains are popular conveyances for foreign students and they seemed happy to visit with me. I probably look safe---sort of like their own granny!

I traveled across the Nullabar Plain, which is as close to a moonscape as I'll ever get! We got off at Cook (it was a mere 119 degrees that day and the flies were thick) and I was happy to have the fly net Maggie had suggested I purchase! Eventually I arrived in Adelaide where I stayed for a few days, enjoying their fabulous museum with a huge section of Aboriginal art and artifacts. So, it is time to start offering you a few pictures of my adventures. Enjoy!

I left Adelaide on the north-south train, known as the Ghan, named after the camels from Afghanistan that used to haul the freight in central Australia. I de-trained at Alice Springs and enjoyed a few days in that area, going to Uluru Rock (a/k/a The Big Red Rock) and shopping for Aboriginal artifacts.

The flies at Uluru were anxious to find moisture---often on people's faces. Here I am at a desert dinner, drinking my champagne UNDER my fly net!

Seeing Uluru at close range was an interesting experience, though it was not as large as I had anticipated. However, if I had walked around it in the heat rather than taken a nice air-conditioned bus, I am sure I would have thought God made it much too large!

The next part of my adventure took me to Katherine Gorge, between Alice Springs and Darwin (crocodile country). A boat trip through the gorge was a great way to see the geology, and the fruit bats hanging in the trees! Goodness---they were as large as a good-sized cat.

When I got to Darwin, I enjoyed touring more back-country. It was "in the wet", meaning during the rainy season, and the savannahs (grasslands) were flooded. Boat trips were great---we saw crocodiles and "Jesus Birds"---little birds with huge feet so they can walk over the lily pads looking for insects. They look as if they are walking on water.

I enjoyed a flight with a bush pilot who took me to see the escarpment that the Aborigines think God came from---as well as many waterfalls, floodplains, and great red cliffs.

We got caught in a thunderstorm, which provided an exciting ride around it, and then through it in order to land. It is hard to believe I wondered if I might be bored, traveling alone!

From Darwin I flew back to Adelaide to resume my train trip to Sydney. Flying over the center of Australia was interesting, as it was a clear day, and the geology was clearly evident. What a lot of territory with flat plains and dry lake beds---I have a much better understanding of the terms "outback" and "bush." A fascinating country, for certain.

After traveling from west to east and south to north across the continent by railroad as well as air, I enjoyed being back in Sydney for a day, as it is such a great city. Flying home from there, via Los Angeles, I was delighted to find I was in an airplane row of five seats---four of which were empty. The flight to LA was quick---I slept most of the way, stretched out in five seats. What luxury!

This closes the chapter on Australia. Go visit if you can but plan lots of time. It is a huge country and there is much to see and enjoy. If you would care to come to Silverton, you may spend time with my photo album/journal...there are lots of pictures you haven't seen and adventures untold!

See you on the next blog posting---it won't be two months again!

Perth, Pinnacles, and MarsuPials!

Greetings from Perth, the city that brags about being the most remote city in the world! Below is a view of the city center from a lake near Travis and Maggie's, that I have enjoyed walking around each morning, early, before it gets really warm. The lake is a refuge for birds and has black swans, herons, ducks, grebes, and other water birds in abundance.

The swans have been of particular interest to me, as they are in their season of having no flight feathers, so they spend a great deal of time on the water, where they are the safest. They curl their long, graceful necks over their back in a sort of figure eight, tuck their red beak under a wing and go to sleep. In the early morning there are dozens of them, just sort of bobbing around on the lake---sound asleep!The Australians are proud of who they are and seem eager to offer that they are very relaxed and easy-going. They even sell hamburger in the shape of their continent! (This was dinner, prepared by Maggie.)

Last of all, on the Travis and Maggie home front, I have been delighted to listen to Travis play his didgeridoo---it has a wonderful l-0-w resonance---a sort of haunting sound. Additionally it is a beautiful, hand-decorated instrument.

Perth is the site of Trav's current work, so Maggie, Travis, and Finn are settled into a charming townhouse, just two train stops from the "city", which really does have tall buildings, fountains, sculptures, museums, art galleries, and the various other features of a city (even a city that is a long, long, long way from any other city!).
This elaborate building houses the Swan Bells, a set of bells donated to Perth by St. Martin in the Fields cathedral in London. The bells were cast in the 1700s and have had a few added to make a complete set of eighteen. We went up in the tower one day to watch the bell-ringers and the bells. I was especially interested because Ruth Ann and I went to a concert at St. Martins in London in November on our way home from our freighter trip! (Just how small is our world?)

Just across the park from the bell tower in Perth is this wheel, which is a smaller version of the London Eye, which Ruth Ann and I rode when in London. Perth's would give a great view of the river and the harbor as well as the city. Don't you love the palm trees?

Now, for a few basics that all of us non-Australians expect to see as soon as we get to Australia! Here is how the bush looks---just like overgrown forest. There was a bush fire in a park, right here in the city, a week ago. We saw the burned over area later and noticed the fire had gone right along the ground, cleaning up the dead material. It appeared that the living trees were relatively undamaged.Next is a gum tree. They are huge, beautiful, and tricky to photograph because they are so tall. The kookaburra for this tree was off looking for some bush tucker (food)---my apologies!

The first weekend we were back in Perth after our New Zealand cruise, we headed up the west coast to see the Pinnacles. This is an area of thousands (truly!) of limestone formations of varying sizes (see my blue hat peeking over a pinnacle in the photo above). Our family is always interested in rocks and these were indeed that-interesting.

Travis kindly posed (above and below) with a few of the formations....

The Pinnacles border the Indian Ocean so we had to play in it a bit, even though it wasn't a very safe or friendly beach. For those of us who have always lived in land-locked states (as Maggie so aptly put it), sand and surf are real magnets!

Finn and I are contemplating our wet sandy feet...
Finn's mom is explaining to him that the next stop west is 6000 kilometers or more and that is too far to swim---

Now, back to basics!

Emu-in-the-wild country and we did see two! Just their heads were visible, bobbing along over the short bush but they were there! How exciting!

Next was a kangaroo, in the wild. Wow! Were we excited!! He was very large, just sitting on the ridge. What a great day! Then, as we began our drove back down the coast to Perth, we saw six wallabies, frolicking in a grassy field. They were too far away to photograph, and it was getting dusky, but what a treat to watch them having fun, ka-boing-ing about!!!

The following weekend we took a ferry to Rottnest Island, west of Perth, in the Indian Ocean. When Dutch settlers discovered it, they thought it was inhabited with cat-sized rats, hence the name. However, the inhabitants are actually quokkas, cat-sized marsupials. They have a rather rat-like face and look like little, fat, kangaroos. Even though they are nocturnal. we saw a number of the 15,000 or so residents of the tiny island.

Finn loved petting one of the little marsupials...
The rest of that day was spent playing in the Indian Ocean. Note that Travis and Finn are wearing "rashees":---special heavy nylon swimwear that keeps out the UV rays. Because the whole in the ozone layer is over Australia, the sun here is especially intense and dangerous.

Finn's suit has long arms and legs which also minimize the scratching from rocks and sand.

So---signing off from west of western Australia! Later today we are off to the southland to enjoy
Australian wine country and their forests of huge trees. Nice to visit with you and thanks for tuning in! Fondly, Penny