July 17, 2009

NCRC Cave Rescue Seminar

Bedford, Indiana June 13-20, 2009


Getting there

Thursday afternoon, June 11th: took the plane to Indianapolis, IN via a stopover in Phoenix, AR. Loved the landscape there! Arrived in Indianapolis around 1.30 am at night and was picked up by a nice caver who drove me all the way to Stalker Elementary School in Bedford, helped me to find a place to put my tent and then even helped put the tent up. By 4.30 am I was ready to go to bed.

Woke up around 10 am and spent the day talking to people, washing ropes and other caving gear in a 10 % bleach solution (yikes!). In the afternoon, I spied on the instructors refreshing their patient packaging skills and later that evening we were allowed to play around on the ropes that had been hung in the Gym of the school and practice our vertical skills.

Seven long days of learning

Saturday morning everyone was welcomed to the seminar by John Punches and Anmar Mirza after which we split up by level. The level 1's were escorted by DJ to the classroom that would be ours for the week and - after some more introductions - we had our first lesson in the more technical aspects of ropes and cave rescue equipment.

After lunch Roy gave us a theoretical introduction into the cave environment followed by a treatise on medical considerations and medical assessment by our MD Steve Mossberg.

The evening was spent by the instructors checking our gear and us doing our Entrance Skills Checkoffs - demonstrating our knowledge of knots and SRT skills. I spent the evening chatting to a bunch of people and having lots of interesting discussions - something that would go on for the remainder of the week.

On Sunday morning we were split up into Squads of 4 or 5 people. I ended up in Squad 2 with Todd, Susan and Andrew and quickly ended up trusting them when we learnt how to package a patient and I got to be the patient! We packaged each other alternately in a SKED and a Ferno and then did some above ground patient movement with the whole group. We escaped the heath outside by having some more classroom time and had patient packaging checkoffs in the evening.

After learning how to pack and transport a patient in a horizontal cave the previous day, on Monday we learned hauling and lowering systems - for the main line as well as for the belay line - that will be used for vertical litter transportation.

In the afternoon, we had a good time practicing what we learned on the rocks and the evening was reserved for checkoffs again followed by more interesting discussions and practicing pickoffs-according-to-NCRC-standards in the Gym.

Tuesday morning started with lectures on hazardous atmospheres, water problems and communications and then in the afternoon we were let loose into a cave - the first one ever for a few of the students! We practiced underground horizontal litter movement packaging a few chosen ones in Ferno or SKED and then dragging them through more or less challenging passages. My team was given a really hard time trying to maneuver me in a Ferno through an extremely narrow passage. I was very glad that people made sure my nose did not scrape the ceiling!

That evening I discovered the Alamo, originally named "Little Alamo" - but later abbreviated to Alamo - after the Spanish Mission turned into a military fort in San Antonio, Texas that held out against the Mexicans long enough to ensure Texas' independence. The NCRC Alamo now is usually located at one of the Texans' - Monty's in our case - RV vehicle and it is the place where people hang out in the evening, drinking beverages, having conversations or playing games and they're usually the last ones to quiet down for the day!

The morning of the next day was spent in the classroom with lectures on the Incident Command System, how to search a cave and psychological considerations of a cave rescue.

In the afternoon, we got to go into a cave again and the six level 1 squads merged into two bigger groups. Both groups dragged a Ferno into the cave to practice hauling and lowering of a packaged patient. Within each groups the different squads alternately had to package and provide a patient, rig and operate the main line or rig and operate the belay line for hauling as well as for lowering.

That evening, Squad 2 (minus Andrew who deserted us and went on a boat tour in a tourist cave with some other guys) did some more rigging and installing the bridals on the litter checkoffs after which the night was concluded at the Alamo.

Friday morning we had to take a test on what we had learnt that week in the classroom lectures. Luckily the test wasn't too hard cause I don't think that anyone had found time to actually open their course book!

In the afternoon, we were supposed to go into a cave again for some mock rescue scenario practices. Unfortunately, a tornado warning was out so it was decided that we would hold our mock Mock Rescue in the Gym - hastily renamed Gym Cave. Level 1 and 2 together went through 8 or so mock rescues in the school thereby getting to know each other a bit better.

After dinner, John Punches and Anmar Mirza went over the rules for the real Mock Rescue the next day and that night everybody went to bed rather early for a change to get some decent sleep in preparation for a potentially long day the next day.


The next day then, all 3 levels were being mixed up and divided into three big groups. I ended up in team 2, which was the team that got the initial accident report and went to the scene first. The level 3 's took the posts in the Incident Command and gave the rest of the level 1 and 2 's their tasks above ground or dispatching them into the cave.

Together with Level 2-er Ethan and co-level 1-er Jim, I was drafted into Comm Team 1. Our task: take enough comm wire and phones into the cave, get as close to the patient as possible and keep Incident Command in the loop of what's going on underground.

The accident had been reported around 8 am that morning and by 10.30 am the Initial Response Team and Comm Team 1 were on their way into the cave looking for patient Jess who was reported to have a broken leg. We would have to get Jess' team mates out of the cave as well; Jonathan who got lost and Mark who got slightly hypothermic. Luckily, neither of her team mates needed to be carried out!

We installed two spools of wire before we ran out of it about 50 m before the Mountain Room - a big chamber where a narrow passage would have to be rigged to get Jess out of the lower river passages - and had to sit tight until one of the other task forces brought us more wire. When another spool of wire arrived we made it all the way down into the river passage below the Mountain Room.

At that point, a call was made for all available hands to go and assist the Evac Team with the evacuation of the patient and I was sent out deeper into the cave and helped with the evacuation until Jess made it to the Mountain Room. After that (and a funnily bruised little finger), I resumed my task with the Comm Team taking the comm wire out of the cave again and taking everything that was left behind out of the cave. We were accompanied by a couple of bats during the process. We finally made it out of the cave by 7 pm, a while after Jess had gotten out.

After that, we went back to the school, had a well-deserved dinner, washed the gear that we had used that day and the day was concluded with a party at the Alamo that lasted until the morning. At 4 am that morning we were treated to a sudden thunder storm and refreshing rain shower, but that wouldn't deter the partygoers.

Unwinding

On Saturday then, the last day of the seminar, we had a review of the Mock Rescue. Instructors seemed pretty pleased with how things had gone and our Comm Team got some nice comments on the rigging, marking and hiding of the comm wire.

Level 1 also got an award for Real Men and Real Women, a steel carabiner that had been pulled apart in a stress test. Jeff got the carabiner without gate because "Real men don't need gates" and I got the gate because "Real women don't need carabiners" ... ;-)

After that, people started taking off to their respective homesteads. I got to say a lot of goodbyes since I stayed until the evening and my plane wouldn't take off until really really early the next morning. I spent a lazy afternoon packing at ease, drying out all my stuff that had gotten wet during the rain storm, sat around with some other people at Monty's RV, found out it was actually my birthday that day and concluded a great week with piza in Bloomington, IN after which Roy drove me to the airport where I barely managed to wake up at 3.30 am to catch my flight to Charlotte (with air hostesses that should get a part in a movie) and then on home ...

A summary of the week

Over 10 days: 104 hours of instruction, 38 hours of sleep, 18 hours at airports and on air planes, 13 hours of fun and relaxation at the Alamo, 9 hours of waiting for sleep to come thanks to the black tea that we were served for dinner and a most excellent week with new friends in Level 1. I wouldn't trade it for anything!

Spring in Belgium and others ...

Wow, I just realised that it has been a really long time since I've posted anything on this blog!

What have we been up to ...

I still haven't published the desert part of our trip through California with Scott, Caroline and Rachel. We visited Red Rock State Canyon park, spent two amazing days in Death Valley, discovered a great date palm oasis where we had the best date milkshake (or rather ice cream) ever and where I bought a really cute painting of a date palm and then dragged everyone to Speleo-Ed where we attended some interesting talks and visited soil pipe caves.

May then, we spent in Europe. The first week we spent in Belgium catching up with family and friends: Colleen & Andre organised a nice bbq and we even managed to squeeze in two Belgian caves on our only free Sunday that month! ;-)

Then we went on to Scotland where Scott took pity on me since Will had to work and took me on a tour of the Borders and had me pose for him as the fairie queen of elves for his multimedia project on Thomas the Rhymer. We also spent a day in Dunbar visiting the grandparents and the rest of the family, went for an amazing walk in Rosslyn Glen and managed to catch up with a bunch of friends and attended David and Carrol's squeezing in some time with Ralph.

The third week of May, we went caving and canyoning in the Ardeche in France with our fellow Spekulozen. Check here for some pics. After a long night of driving we arrived in Vallons Pont d'Arc and after breakfast immediately took off to do our first canyon, La Haute Borne. The next day, we managed to squeeze in two caves, one rather unexpectedly - the Cote Patieres - and then the one we had actually planned to do, Peyrejal. The third day a small group went kayaking for the day while five of us did another really cool canyon that started off like an above ground meandering cave (Roujanel) and managed to find freshly picked cherries for dessert. Our last day, the whole group went to do the Canyon du Haute Chassezac, another great experience and another day of really amazing weather.

The last week of May then I spent with friends and family, enjoying the great weather, having some quality time with Colleen & Andre and their newborn Callum, almost trashed the car and therefore discovered a bit more of pretty Brabant by cycle and then sadly had to say goodbye to every one again.

March 29, 2009

Summary of our slightly epic trip visiting California's beauties with Scots Folks - the green part

(with thanks to that amazing tour operator gone astray as a geologist!)

Saturday March 14: GOLD COUNTRY


Google map of day 1: http://tinyurl.com/da3dp2

Visited Knights Ferry with its covered bridge and had a nice walk. Golden flowers dotting the landscape. Passed by Jamestown and Sonora, briefly discussed the Toppled Table Talus or the how and why of an inverted river valley.

Spent a lot of time in Columbia State Park - a restored / ghost gold mining town. Because they had a special event, the town was populated with rangers dressed up in traditional costumes telling us about life during the Gold Rush in the mid-nineteenth century. We visited the forge, the old schoolhouse, the graveyard (many nationalities there!), a sweets shop, the fire house with two antique human powered fire engines, the gold panning facilities and then went for a walk at the outskirts of the town where we caught sight of a bandit about to rob the stagecoach!

After our visit we went on to our destination for the night, the cosy Hotel Charlotte in Groveland, where we had a delicious evening meal.

Sunday March 15: YOSEMITE - Day 1

Google map for Yosemite day 1 & 2: http://tinyurl.com/a3ufeq

Finally Yosemite ... I was really looking forward to visiting the park and it sure didn't let us down!

After we hit the Park via the Big Oak Flat entrance, we first saw the Bridal Veil Falls tempting us to have a closer look. But our first destination would be the visitors center where we inquired about suitable walks. They recommended the White Mist trail which led us to Vernal Falls and then on to the Nevada Falls. Due to the snowy and icy conditions on the trail we didn't make it to the latter falls though. We did witness some impressive ice fall!

Luckily, since our walk was cut short, we had some time to go and see (and feel the spray of) the Bridal Veil Fall in all its glory and then - driving out of the park to our Bed and Breakfast for the night - had an amazing picture-postcard view over the park from the Tunnel Overlook!

As Moffat custom (established since 2007!) demanded it, that night we had dinner in a great Mexican restaurant in Oakhurst. Something worth mentioning was the cat of the Narrow Gauge Inn (our B&B): it had 6 toes on each of its paws! Apparently it is a mix of a regular house cat with a bobcat.

Monday March 16: YOSEMITE - Day 2

The next morning, we drove back into the park ready for a day-hike along Tenaya Creek and up the mountain between North & Half Dome. We set out from Curry village, walked the northern part of the Mist Trail and then the southern part of the loop around Tenaya Creek.

What started as a chilly day with freezing temperatures in the morning, turned into a sunny spring day along the Creek. We had an amazing view of the mountains mirrored in Mirror Lake (yet another of those picture postcard moments) and started our walk up the mountain with temperatures rising. Luckily a little stream coming down the mountain regularly crossed our path and provided us with some - if only mental - cooling. We made it all the way up to where the trail levelled out again and snowshoes or skies were necessary to continue on the trail.

Some deep bass noises temporarily upset Rachel and Will thinking it was a bear about to come out of its den, but we found out later that it was the sound of a male grouse trying to attract a specimen of the opposite sex ... ;-)

We did see a bear though, and that at the bottom of the valley (from the car - as Rachel had wished for!), crossing a busy street, totally ignoring all the cars driving by and stopping to get a better look!

That evening we drove out of Yosemite by yet another route, passing meadows coloured yellow by an enormous amount of flowers, witnessed a sunset colouring the sky bright blue and orange and spent the night in a Motel 6 in Fresno where we had our first In&Out burger, a truly American (Californian?) experience.

Tuesday March 17: KINGS CANYON

California also happens to be home to some of the largest living trees in the world: the giant sequoias. One of the best places to go and see them is in Sequoia and Kings Canyon National Park.

We stretched our necks looking at the General Grant tree in Grant Grove and then went for a long walk and some play in the snow. Saw some Chickarees, cute funny rodents that looked remarkably like squirrels, but somewhat smaller and darker. (For a fascinating story involving the sequoia, the cone beetle and the chickaree, read more at http://www.nps.gov/history/history/online_books/science/hartesveldt/chap5.htm)

Driving through the park on Generals Highway, we then had a look at the General Sherman Tree, which is volume-wise the largest living tree in the world, unfortunately had to pass on climbing Moro Rock and then took the winding way down and out of the Park. We had a brief stop over in Mariposa, another town with a rich gold mining history and then went on to Bakersfield where we spent another night in a Motel 6 (not too bad!)

February 27, 2009

Winter caving in Lilburn

The plan

After the Lilburn trip got cancelled last weekend due to impending snow storms, Wilbur - who was leading the trip - decided he wanted to give it another try this weekend. Four of the original party of seven were still up for it: Wilbur, Marek, Will & me, the others having to cancel for several reasons.

Getting there

Friday, early afternoon, Will & I took the train to Palo Alto where Will & Marek picked us up and off we went on Highway 85 driving through remarkably green undulating landscapes and onto Highway 152 through the San Joaquin Valley, passing the San Luis Reservoir and having an early dinner in a great taqueria in Los Baños.

With a full stomach we went on to Fresno, where we had a brief stop over at Howard's house to pick up the keys to the cave and to the cabin in Kings Canyon National Park. Howard is one of the old timers of the San Joaquin Valley Grotto. Since he couldn't make it on the trip this weekend, he graciously offered to act as our Fresno HQ, monitoring our activities via radio updates.

Around 21.00 h that evening we arrived at the jeep's destination. What should have been an easy 8 km approach from the Redwood Saddle Trailhead (see map), had turned into a much longer trip (16.8 km to be precise) since some of the roads were still closed after the storms last week.

An epic journey

We parked at the Big Stump parking lot on Highway 180, hiked on the sometimes dangerously icy Highway 180 and Generals Highway for about 6 km, put our newly bought snowshoes on at the "Overlook" and cut down a fairly steep slope to catch up with the secondary Redwood Saddle Road below and finally reached the regular trailhead around 23.40 h.

Even with snowshoes on, our feet would often sink about 30 cm, sometimes even deeper, in the soft and deep snow. This made our progression much more difficult, especially for the person paving the way in the front, constantly scooping up snow. Every hour Marek would establish radio contact with Howard to keep HQ up to date on our progress. The to-be-remembered one-liner that came up in one of those conversations and described our trip very well was "We're not as near Chinquapin as we thought ... This is going to be an all-night epic!". And right he was ...

Although progress was slow and difficult and we didn't have the time to enjoy it properly at the time, we walked through an amazingly beautiful landscape: a forest with giant Redwood trees, virgin snow glistening in the lights of our caving helmets, the occasional animals footprints and no sounds whatsoever, not even of the bears who were probably sleeping it up in their dens thickly covered with snow.

Finally!

At 4.00 h on Saturday morning we arrived in the cabin and - luckily for us - we didn't have to dig out the entrance! Wilbur started the old-fashioned cast iron stove, while Marek got a fire going. Warmed and revived a little, we fetched water, installed the emergency exit ladders, Wilbur dug out the bear (-proof) box, we ate something, had a hot chocolate (thanks for that Wilbur!) and went to bed around 6.00 h.

The next morning (hmm, or rather the same noon) - all being somewhat stiff and tired due to our "epic" walk (and despite the vitamin I for some), we decided to take it easy on the caving and do a course-familiarizing through trip for us newcomers, to be followed by some surveying and checking out leads near the exit. Wilbur spent 45 minutes digging out Meyer entrance, while Will and Marek went to check out the historic Lilburn entrance.

The cave

With more than 27 km in passages, Lilburn is the longest cave in California. It is a complex three-dimensional system dissolved within beautifully banded black and white marble (yes, the cave is formed in marble and not in limestone!) and has several large streams. The cave is managed as a research area and most work in it is conducted and organised by the Cave Research Foundation.

We made it into the cave around 16.00 h and it definitely fulfilled every expectation that might have been raised by all the stories we've heard so far. It is beautiful - especially in the lower stream washed passages near the Meyer entrance where the marble is not covered with mud. And it is a lot of fun, my favourite type of cave, the scrambling up and down one!

After descending the 12 m deep entrance pit with a cable ladder, the cold draft coming from outside fell away and we could start to enjoy a relaxed trip. Marek & Wilbur first made a slight detour passing Telephone Pit to show us a dazzling white flowstone and rimstone formation called the Glacier.

The way on was through a series of narrow canyon passages formed along nearly vertical joints intermixed with the tubular passages of the East Stream. The marble looked magnificent here! We saw beautiful examples of anastomoses (intertwining networks of veins in the marble) and pendants (shape-wise looking a lot like stalactites, but instead of being deposited by water, they have been carved out of the bedrock by water) hanging down from the mother rock.

On our way to the Hex(adendron) Room (originally named for the six passages meeting there until more exploring found that there are actually nine!) we saw the Big Yellow Hungus Thing flowstone-drapery-stalactite decoration and some very nice, bright yellow rimstone cascades and bath-tub-sized pools. From the Hex room, we made a detour to go and see the Enchanted River’s resurgence, the White Rapids, passing one of John Tinsley's sediment collector sites. Then we passed “That Room” with its mountain leather hanging from the ceiling like dead leaves and continued our way down Curl Passage to the emerald pool in the Lake Room.

Climbing up nearly 30 m up to the Upper Old Cave area, we admired the 6 m tall Great White Pillar and, passing a very unpleasant and nearly 40 m deep drop called the Crevice, went on to the 2 By 2 Complex with its twisting, branching passages sparsely decorated with white, orange and red flowstone and cave pearls.

Then it was on to the Bacon Rind Room where we went poking around for leads. The map didn't seem to make too much sense for that area so we concluded that the entire area would have to be resurveyed some other time and proceeded towards the historical entrance passing some nicely-named climbs up like the Ice Cream Cone.

We made it out of the cave by 21.00 h (the hardest part of it all being the walk back to the cabin through the deep and soft snow without snowshoes), had delicious food (fresh veggies, beans, Weiner sausages, mashed potatoes & Ramen noodles accompanied by hot chocolate), Wilbur & Marek did some maintenance in the cabin and went to bed at a decent hour.

Return

On Sunday morning everyone felt refreshed by a good night's sleep, we had breakfast, cleaned up the cabin and started heading back to the car around 11.00 h under a drizzling sky, again keeping regular contact with Howard at HQ. Although we had much more uphill stretches than on the way to the cabin, for some reason the walk seemed to go a bit smoother ... probably because we could walk back in our own footsteps (discovering en passant that we sometimes did ridiculous detours - a testimony to how snow and night time can change your perception of a landscape!) and maybe also because Howard and Janet had invited us for dinner and a hot shower in Fresno that evening and we were all looking forward to that.

Around 16.00 h we were all glad to be back on the Generals Highway, happy to take our snowshoes off and relieved that it had only started to rain more heavily for the very last part of our journey. After another 3.5 km, Marek got a lift from a friendly Hungarian family who dropped him off at Big Stump so that he could come and get us by car.

The worst part of our journey eventually turned out to be the end of it ... having to rearrange bags and be out in the cold rain after we had been in the warm car for a couple of minutes. Luckily the Visitor Center at Grant Grove had a covered porch where we could change clothes and even found heated bathrooms that were still open!

The perfect ending

At 17.45 h we were well on our way to Howard's where we were treated to a delicious chicken & cornbread meal with loads of side dishes. Janet even made us pumpkin pie, the perfect treat after an intense weekend!


Many thanks to:
  • Howard for the sleepless hours and all the logistic support
  • Janet for putting up with Howard on Friday night and making us a delicious meal
  • Wilbur for organising the trip and making me toast on Monday morning
  • Marek & Wilbur for driving us safely
  • Will for being my perfect stove
  • All the guys for not making me pave the snowshoe trail (:-s) (not that I wouldn't have done it ...)

It was a great type 2-kind-of-fun weekend, I think I might come again next time ... ;-)

Pictures

Participants:
  • Will Heltsley alias Wilbur (trip leader)
  • Marek Cichanski (Lilburn veteran)
  • Will Moffat (Lilburn newbie)
  • Joke Vansweevelt (Lilburn newbie)

February 10, 2009

Back to Nature!

Jeej, a new year ... and a new agenda! After years of fiddling with them whenever I saw them in one or the other bookshop, I finally got myself one of those cute Moleskine agendas ... ;-)

After two - sort of - lazy weeks in Philly it was time to get back into action: Will back to work and me back to the museum. And after so much city life both Will and I were very keen to get out into nature again!


The San Francisco Sea Caves

I had my first shot at nature on Friday the 9th. Bruce and Pat wanted to give Brigadoon cave (the one they discovered under the Cliff House on their trip in November and which we tried to map on our unofficial December Sea Caves trip) another try ...

Since it was only going to be low tide around 16.00 h, Bruce and Pat took Beej and me for some touristing in the afternoon. We visited Fort Winfield Scott, Fort Point and had a great view of the Golden Gate Bridge and the surrounding landscape, all of this spiced up by Bruce's stories (that guy is a walking history book / geological treatise!).

No go for Brigadoon cave though ... Winter storms haven't come around yet, so instead of sand being taken away from the beach, it is deposited there and the cave has been filled up by more than 1 m of sand since November. So *sigh* we played around a bit in the sand, admired all the little critters stuck to the rocks, discovered a big fat stranded yellyfish, had a tour of the Sutro Baths and the little caves in that area and I got to play around with Bruce's camera at sunset. Some pics of the day ...

That evening Will and I went for dinner with Shadia (Will's colleague) and Dan in a German restaurant that served delicious food and had a really good time. Long live the nerdy geeks (or geeky nerds) (or forget about the nerdy part, they're not nerdy at all, it just sounds good ...)!


Whale watching at Point Reyes

To satisfy our craving for nature, Will and I had decided to go to Point Reyes National Seashore, a National Park at only about an hour and a half driving from San Francisco. We were invited to stay at Iris' - one of the cavers we had met at the Lava Beds trip who lives close to the Park and also volunteers there - and her daughter Lauren's place. They have a really nice house in Woodacre, a small town surrounded by thickly forested undulating hills, and the cutest dog you ever seen - Maggy (my apologies to all those dog owners whom I might be stepping on their toes right now).

We cycled to the bus station, put our bikes on one of the Golden Gate Transit buses, got off in San Rafael and then took a nice cycle route to Woodacre. Upon arrival, Iris and Lauren filed us in their car and took us to the park where we visited the antique lighthouse, watched whales in the distance and saw elephant seals with their newly delivered young on one of the beaches.

On Sunday, Frank - another caver - and Kris joined us for a trip on the "Elk trail" parallel to Tomales Bay. Frank has been a volunteer for the Park for more than ten years now; he knows an awful lot (a bit like Bruce, a walking encyclopedia) and entertained us the entire day with stories about animals and other ... We visited Pierce Ranch (now out of use), saw some big herds of Elk (Wapiti dear) and enjoyed the sun and the beautiful landscapes and sights. A great weekend!

Check here for some pictures of the weekend.

January 28, 2009

Christmas in Philadelphia

Our dilemma for this winter ... should we go and celebrate Christmas with the family in Europe or with Ross and Rachel in Philadelphia? In the end the decision was not that difficult: Philly it would be - although with a little pain in our heart because we would have loved to see family and friends in Europe!

We took off on Wednesday the 17th of December - after a delay of 3 hours - at SFO, had an uneventful flight to PHL and took the train to downtown Philadelphia where Ross and Rachel picked us up and took us - via a slight detour by "the donkey" - to their home. Both Will and I were very happy to finally be able to visit them, a year almost after they came to see us in Ecuador!

The following days were not so pleasant for me: I had felt a blatter infection rearing its ugly head for a while now and there was no more escaping it ... But a friendly doctor, considerable doses of antibiotics, a lot of sleep, water & tlc got me up and smiling again in a couple of days.

Rachel and Ross introduced us to a bunch of their friends and colleagues (including a tour of Ross' lab), took us to a fun play / musical (Cherry Bomb: the Worst Act in Vaudeville for the Holidays), showed us some of Philly's prettiest sights and streets and dragged us to the Redding Terminal Market where we had our first pretzels (! And no, they're nothing like what you imagine them to be: small, hard and very salty, but the very opposite: freshly made, big, hearty, and slightly soft, to be eaten sweet - with sugar and cinnamon - or salty - with some kind of mustard or cheese dip; absolutely delicious!!!).

The other thing that Rachel introduced both Ross and me into was yoga! I took four beginners classes and really enjoyed the physical exercise, tried a headstand for the first time in about 20 years and - luckily - it wasn't all about new age witchcraft love and peace as I had feared it might be.

Before Christmas we had to go yummy-food-shopping. Gil (Ross' mum)'s Christmas present to Ross and Rachel was a cheque to go and buy Philly's best food, so we went to the farmers market to buy a duck, chestnuts, plenty of fruits and veggies, cheese and other delicacies ...

Christmas Eve was celebrated in the Moffat tradition with Chinese take away food, a visit to the donkey and midnight mass in a beautiful church with a great choir singing. The only deviation from this tradition - mainly instigated by Ross and secretly supported by me - was the opening of 1 Christmas present!

On Christmas Day, Will & I woke up to an abundance of presents brought by Santa (I still can't grasp which chimney he would have used to enter the place!). Subsequently, we could finally open those presents that had been tempting us under the little tree for about a week now! At 14.00 h, the four of us packed the duck and the rest of the food and walked over to John and Siobhan's house to celebrate Christmas with them and Bruce, one of Ross' colleagues. Needless to say we had a great dinner, followed by Siobhan's home made desserts and concluded the evening with the cute movie about a small robot Wall-E.

Our enjoyment of Philly culture further included:

We spent our last evening in Philly in the company of Andre - who's birthday it was - and Clara having a great time playing cards and other games.

On the 31st, we had to get up painfully early and took a taxi to the airport where the plane had some delay in taking off due to a minor health related accident (one of our fellow passengers fainting ...). Will then went to work while I tried to defeat sleep by going food shopping with Andy & Steph. We had sushi for dinner and tried no stay awake as long as possible playing with Andy & Steph's Christmas present: a WII! A lot of fun, but to no avail ... We did not make it awake into the new year ...

We tried to make up for that the next day though by walking up Mount Davidson. Instead of the fireworks the previous night we were treated to a stunning view over Twin Peaks under a setting sun clouded in thick mist.

Some pictures ...

January 14, 2009

Early December

Caving

After our American caving career took off with the trip to the Lava Beds National Monument for Thanksgiving, Will and I went on another trip to a cute, little town surrounded by little lumps of gold and big trees: Volcano. Anyone interested in the trip report can check it out on the Spekul blog; it is written by John Tinsley who was our trip leader (yes, we have official trip leaders in the States!) that day. It was on the 6th of December which is "Sinterklaas" (to be translated by, but not to be confused with "Santa Claus") and one of the caves we visited that day was called - you'll never guess - Santa Claus ... because it happens to have a chimney! We also visited Mushroom Cave and Pearl Cave (very briefly) and had a nice dinner with the other guys @ Giannini's.

Oh and Will and I both got a GPS for Christmas, which arrived a bit earlier on the 5th of December so that we could already start experimenting with it on our Volcano trip ... ;-)

On the 12th (a Friday, so Will couldn't make it ...) Bruce and Pat (aka Pa & Ma Lava Beds) invited me to go sea cave mapping with them, Beej and Rich near the Cliff House and Sutro Baths in Northwestern San Francisco. The tide was extremely low that day, so a good opportunity to map some of the newly discovered sea caves the month before. We mapped one of them, but could not do the other one - baptised Brigadoon, alluding to the story/musical as well as to its sandy nature - due to the high level of sand. Winter storms should have taken the sands from the San Francisco shores to deposit it more to the South before bringing it back over the Summer, but a lack of storms this year (did anyone say something about climate change?) is filling up all the caves rather than freeing them.

The day after, we went to the SFBC Christmas party, which traditionally involves a pot luck dinner, gift exchange and auction and was not any different this time. Needless to say that we had a great meal involving turkey, ham, some great side dishes and home made beer. We had a lot of fun with the gift exchange game and collected loads of money for the grotto's bank account ... Will² graciously had us stay over at his place that night, gave us a tour of the Stanford campus the day after and introduced us to yummy dim sum.


The museum

The second week of December, I started working as a volunteer in the Hearst Museum for Anthropology and Archaeology. I had come across the museum website by chance and found out they were looking for volunteers, so I applied ... I'm working there three days a week now on three different collections. The museum has more than 3 million artefacts in store spread over four buildings and a lot of that material is still terra incognita ...

There's the North American Archaeological and Ethnographic Map Collection with old USGS (i.e. standard topographical maps from the US Geological Survey, with or without archaeological sites from previous surveys marked on them) and non-standard maps in it (i.e. maps that have been made for certain publications). Jonathan is in charge here and I (and other volunteers) help him with the cataloguing and making the inventory of the maps.

Natasha, who is Collections Manager for North America, needs assistance with the physical inventory of the California archaeological collections which means checking the object's name of record with the physical object, as well as verifying the storage location and archaeological site of the object. It's amazing to see how in geographically separated cultures like those of the Middle East and those of North America people came up with such similar tools!

One day a week, I'm also helping Paolo out. He's actually the only archaeologist working for the museum, the others are all anthropologists - although Natasha has worked as an archaeologist for years. He's in charge of the Archaeological Collection which contains material from all over the world. I got to inventory lithic material from some of the famous French Palaeolithic sites and pottery and stone tools from North Africa, but they have stuff from all over the world that has - in the past - somehow ended up at the museum one or the other way ...

Besides this, I've also been to one of their other storage units where I've helped with the relocation of an amazing collection of audio tapes from the early 20th century containing interviews with native Americans in languages that are now extinct and the unpacking, dusting and relocation of an enormous anthropological collection of basketry from the Far East dating to the first half of the 20th century. A lot to do there!

Other stuff

Before going to Philadelphia, we had a Christmas party at home with the house mates. Andy & Steph got us a real Christmas tree, Hilary & Taylor had the decorations, cats and dogs were dressed up properly, Hilary and Steph as well, we had a yummy meal together and a funny gift exchange in which a home made monster was bestowed upon us!

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