tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84006594673390099372024-02-07T12:34:12.612-08:00Veggie VoyagersCouple travelled 30 states and 3 Canadian provinces between 7/07 and 5/08 running their 1987 Ford truck on straight veggie oil. The blog continues with a focus on the natural world and energy politics from a personal perspectiveVeggie Voyagershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03821963570019458114noreply@blogger.comBlogger659125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400659467339009937.post-49695285048348442022014-11-20T15:13:00.001-08:002014-11-20T15:14:19.321-08:00How to run a Diesel Truck on Straight Veggie Oil (and the last posting.)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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In spring, on Michael's 68th birthday, we will take his ashes to Utah and bury them somewhere inconspicuously at the base of this powerful Moki Mother pictograph where I also want my ashes to go when it is my time. Some of his ashes will also fly off the top of Mt. Lassen before then as his friend Art took some after the gathering on Sunday. They often skied from Lassen and both of us think this would be a good thing. Michael was first and foremost a man of the high country. <br />
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Selkie has remained at my side through all this time. Thank Goodness for her. She is ball obsessed and doesn't know that her master's boney ashes are below the woodchips at the base of this little pine. <br />
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We had yet another tragedy yesterday. Pula Praiser, Orien's dad's dog, died after about a three week reprieve from being euthanized. He was a very dear creature and it seemed fit that he died on a rainy day since that is what his name means in the language of Botswana. <br />
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We planted a mum and a hyacinth, all we had at hand, over his grave. One more seismic shift in our little lives and personal universe. <br />
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With sharing these few last things I want to end this blog. I continue to blog about my own process after Michael's death at www.answering2life.wordpress.com and hope you will check that out. <br />
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What I want to share with you in parting (and it is sad for me because I enjoyed these seven years of Veggie Voyaging more than I can ever express,) is this YouTube video shared by the Producer and camera-woman and our friend, Mathilde Rand. It will hopefully awaken your interest in running your own diesel vehicle on vegetable oil-- to use an under-utilized resource and make the world just a little less polluted. Enjoy my friends. I don't know you but I love you and wish you well. Here is Michael Pike in his own words explaining how he did what he did: <a href="http://youtu.be/0R7yth6CIwg" target="_blank">http://youtu.be/0R7yth6CIwg</a><br />
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<br />Veggie Voyagershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03821963570019458114noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400659467339009937.post-75205191223459340262014-11-17T18:42:00.001-08:002014-11-17T18:42:18.150-08:00Seven Weeks Later<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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If you read the last blog post you know that my dear Veggie Voyager life-partner, spouse and best friend died Sept. 27th. Long story very much shortened-- I observed 49 days of Tibetan inspired time in my own version of "the bardo of becoming" and then invited friends to gather over a waffle breakfast on Day 50. We fit 30 of us in our little house and it turned out to be a precious time. I showed an almost endless number of photos of Michael and also these two videos:
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We also watched the Around the US on Straight Vegetable Oil DVD made by our friend Mathilde Rand in May 2008 for Santa Cruz Public TV. I want people who have read this blog to have access to that and she has agreed and will post it to You Tube and then I can share it and end the Veggie Voyagers properly. <br />
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But what happened yesterday is that after we had eaten and watched Michael in all his wonderful Aliveness we went out to "the back" with some of his ashes to put them around a little ponderosa pine he had tended over the last few years. <br />
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It was another sad and inarticulate time for me but I felt good we were together and nothing really was required other than to complete this one loving thing and be together with other loving creatures who understood. <br />
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Afterwards we all walked back and said our goodbyes and today was another new and beautiful day tinged with sadness but also with possibility. I honor and Thank everyone who has read and cared about this blog and Michael and I through our adventures. <br />
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As I have said before I will say again throughout my remaining life-- I love you Michael. Always.Veggie Voyagershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03821963570019458114noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400659467339009937.post-86860085000069146872014-10-01T20:53:00.000-07:002014-10-01T20:53:23.753-07:00To the other side<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Michael and I were married for 12
years. Monday the 22<sup>nd</sup> was our anniversary. We walked out
to the swimming hole in the morning and went to dinner to watch
football after a little sip of champagne with our neighbor in the
evening. All was well except for the fatigue.
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At 9:30 pm I was watching Thelma and
Louise floor that big American convertible out over the Colorado when
Michael starting yelling for me from the bedroom. He was in terrible
pain. I tried 6mg of Dilaudid (a lot!) and it didn't touch the pain
so we went to the E.R. In the Lobby of the E.R he did some hard
suffering time for two and a half hours... with pain of 10 on the
1-10 scale medical people are so fond of... it didn't help that he
had metastatic cancer, he had to wait his turn in the cue to be seen(!)
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Once into the E.R. he was started on IV
pain meds and given relief. They also got a CT scan which showed the
cancer was everywhere in his belly and liver. The jig was up. Still,
we were in the E.R. all night until he was admitted in the morning. He had
three different room assignments but somewhere in there met the head
of Palliative Care, Dr. Brown who laid it out to him.... it was like
watching a mighty oak uprooting. Once Michael got the message- You
are dying. Now. He wasted no time in doing it. He came home on
Hospice care on Thursday the 25<sup>th</sup> and on Saturday the 27<sup>th</sup>
he left on his spirit journey after a nice bath and acupuncture
treatment.
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I kept his body at home for 24 hours so
his spirit could have some transition but also to have some time for
my own meditation and acceptance. I slept by his side as I had
during the difficult drugged days before the end. Friends meditated
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Before the mortuary took his body women
friends cleaned and swaddled him in my favorite cloth made by someone
I knew in Comitancillo, Guatemala. We all waited together until he
was taken.
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The last part of all this was that he
was cremated today and I meditated in the chapel while friends
created a small bonfire at home. I wrote a letter to feed it... really my
forgiveness to myself for all the little transgressions of
familiarity. Friends offered small bits of the food groups to the
fire and offered up more Support and Love.
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What made me happiest today was that
the moisture of the steam of his burning body went out into the Chico
air and I had a chance to inhale the molecules of him. I was giddy
with breathing and it was a beautiful day.
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Selkie licked his left hand continuously as he was dying and became quite subdued when she smelled he had left... I hope he finds Sasha at that Rainbow Bridge place. I need Selkie to stay back with me. <br />
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On the day of his death there were beautiful rainbows sited all over and a spectacular sunset. Friends from all over wrote about the beauty of nature where they were. The beauty path was wide open. <br />
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Orien and Keith cleaned out the truck
and the cab-over and the bond of veggie voyaging is severed. I'll
post one more time at the 49<sup>th</sup> day and then end this
wonderful saga and cyber diary.
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Thank you for following us, caring
about us, sending his spirit your love and support. The obituary of my dear Michael Pike will be in the Chico Enterprise Record on Friday, Oct. 3rd. and there is a small moving tribute to him on www.chicosol.org </div>
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I just want to say one more thing-- the right person or people came forward at every step of this journey and I am filled with gratitude to the entire community of caring people who have buoyed me up to get through this thus far. Love surround you all. </div>
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<br />Veggie Voyagershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03821963570019458114noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400659467339009937.post-42265420063521327582014-09-27T02:32:00.000-07:002014-09-27T02:32:54.708-07:00The Ultimate Voyage<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i><b>To My Old Brown Earth</b></i><br />
by Pete Seeger<br />
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To my old brown earth,<br />And to my old blue sky,<br />I'll now give
these last few molecules of "I."<br /><br />And you who sing,
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And you who stand nearby,
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I do charge you not to cry.<br />
Guard well our human chain<br />Watch well you keep it strong<br />As
long as sun will shine.<br />
And this our home<br />Keep pure and sweet and green<br />For now I'm
yours
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And you are also mine.<br />
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My dearest dear, most precious dear is disassembling under the relentless hand of death. I feel pressure, nausea and no pain. My teacher Don Kollmar advises us to be actively conscious, being the energy frequency that supports Michael's Soul to support Michael's journey into freedom.<br />
Wherever you are you can join in this with my gratitude.<br />
Unite all our hearts around the world, in troubled lands and sacred spaces unite for the healing release of one, become all. Thank you. Veggie Voyagershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03821963570019458114noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400659467339009937.post-83260065459590116652014-09-21T14:34:00.000-07:002014-09-21T14:34:02.901-07:00Anniversary, Eqinox and Balance<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Michael and I had a mellow walk this morning out to the back of Riparia and then looped back along the creek to see a coral-looking shelf fungus that Emily had mentioned. Michael is feeling weak and wanted to use one of my walking poles for balance. <br />
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He had a procedure this week to stent his biliary tree because the cancer he has is in the liver and was occluding the bile duct. Unfortunately he got a common complication which was a real set back for us... pancreatitis. It was a scary time that required lots of pain meds and a few days of absolutely no nourishment. Our hope is that his labs will be back to enough of normal that he can start back on chemo on Wednesday. <br />
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All the land partners and friends have been very kind and solicitous but it is all very strange to me... I've been badly spoiled by Michael. I don't know a lot of what I should know but am not sure in advance what all those things are... I stare with foreboding at my car, which has a flat sitting across the road and hope some strong person will come along who just loves fixing flats. <br />
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He did have the get up and go last week to go with me to get bio-diesel for my car though and to teach me how to use our pump. I won't shirk on my commitment to bio-diesel but the veggie voyaging won't happen again unless the chemo works and he gets his strength back. <br />
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I think back to last year at this time. We thought the chemo and surgery had bought us years when we did our loop through Wyoming and Utah... unfortunately he had problem after problem with the truck and on this day we were in Rock Springs and he was really killing himself with wrestling the truck. <br />
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The year before that, when we didn't even know yet that he had cancer we had our scary backwards roll down an embankment south of Hinton on that horrible Alberta road with all the coal, pipelines and clear-cutting... so I guess our 12th anniversary tomorrow in the midst of this awful cancer is just about on track to be the most difficult ever.<br />
Still, we love each other more than ever. We hold hands and cuddle all the time and tell each other how much we love each other... I have this foolish idea that if we can just get into the VV and get up into the high country everything will be ok... it will have to wait though. Please keep Michael in your thoughts or prayers.<br />
Today is also the International Day of Peace. Peace to all of you reading this. He is going about this illness the way he does everything else... with great equanimity. Care for us please but don't be distressed. <br />
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<br />Veggie Voyagershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03821963570019458114noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400659467339009937.post-61769233968519367702014-09-09T22:05:00.000-07:002014-09-21T17:27:23.045-07:00the Rubicon and the road beyond<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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We left home at dusk and got to the REI on Hwy 50. That put us at Lake Tahoe on a Saturday and it seemed like the place was crawling with our species-- on foot, on bike, in cars. The beautiful waters were criss-crossed by boats. We hung out til dusk but then started up a road... what turned out to be the wrong road to the right place. We were on the Rubicon! It was crazy in the V.V. with its high center of gravity but two guys in a "crawler" took us under their angel/demon wings and got us up to Miller Lake--- <br />
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They were Ry- <br />
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and Bobby, two men with extra-ordinary kindness in their self proclaimed hill-billy hearts. What I appreciated most about them was how care-free they were. There's a lot to say about the kindness of these strangers but I'll just hold onto the words and let you enjoy their spectacular tattoos on young healthy bodies. <br />
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We did do a loop of our little home lake.. <br />
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and then a twilight walk at moon rise. This little bear had long blond hair on its back, almost like a miniature grizzly. He wasn't afraid of us.. just thought better than to stick around with us. <br />
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After more adventures getting back down the Rubicon we headed north along Hwy 89 and then went up into the Gold Lakes Basin for a night by the Grassy Lake trail. In the morning we hiked to a little braided waterfall, wishing for more time... wishing for more time... wishing for more time... <br />
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Meanwhile some people caught this poor little native rainbow trout and kept it. It seemed like such a sad thing, seeing this juvenile fish gasping in the man's hand. Life is cruel and unfair too often. No matter what determination you have. No matter your intention, wish, willingness to try a new path... sometimes it just comes up that you can't control a certain fate... your beauty and honest path cut short. I dread these things for us but hold us brave to meet fate like the Rubicon it is... difficult but not impossible. <br />
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<br />Veggie Voyagershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03821963570019458114noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400659467339009937.post-12654811708660314552014-09-05T11:53:00.001-07:002014-09-05T11:53:56.333-07:00Our Veggie Roots<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Posted Aug. 4, 2007 and written by Michael Pike himself: "The Veggie Voyager, an ’87 Ford F-250 four wheel drive ¾ ton pickup with
an 8’ cabover camper, is a multifuel vehicle, able to run on diesel
fuel, bio-diesel, or straight vegetable oil (SVO). Our fuel mileage
varies from 12-15mpg.<br />Diesel fuel has been cleaned up considerably in
the past year with the removal of most of the sulfur, but is still a
dirty fossil fuel when used in older vehicles like ours, so we only use
it for the first few miles while waiting for the SVO to warm up enough
to burn.<br />Bio-d and SVO are both derived from vegetable oil, but Bio-d
requires a complex chemical process using methanol and lye to strip off
the sticky triglyceride part of the oil molecule. It would be difficult
to do while on the road.<br />SVO only needs to be cleaned or filtered
and have any water removed. In order to burn it as fuel we have to heat
it up to ideally 150-170 degrees F.<br />To heat up our veggie oil we have
a heater hose from the engine that heats up an oil pick up tube in our
veggie tank, then goes to a heated filter and finally to a small heat
exchanger box. The veggie line is sandwiched between the heater hoses,
so it gets warmed all the way to the fuel injector. A temperature gauge
tells me if its hot enough to burn. If its not, there is an electric
heater that kicks in.<br />There is no obvious difference in engine
performance when running on veggie. We do lose the nauseating diesel
smell, the black soot on hard acceleration, and we have the good feeling
of not burning fossil fuel. The gas mileage, unfortunately, is about
the same."<br />
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After years of using an Acme juicer centrifuge (seen in the first photo) Michael bought himself a "treat." It is a WVO Raw Power Centrifuge... this enables him to increase waste grease conversion to clean combustible veggie oil from 8 gallons per hour to up to 25 gallons per hour. <br />
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I just wanted to post this first veggie processing with the new centrifuge... so clean! His smile... so big! And, note... this monster centrifuge is made in America... Win, Win, Win! <br />
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<br />Veggie Voyagershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03821963570019458114noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400659467339009937.post-36772323599246971472014-08-31T17:39:00.001-07:002014-09-01T00:27:19.023-07:00Awakened State of Wonder? <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I was just listening to a travel show and a discussion between travelers Pico Iyer and Rick Steeves and they mentioned this feeling I always get when we travel... this ecstatic but calm awakened state of wonder.. We travel for this and find it constantly.. I also know about wanting to hold onto it when I come home and how it dissipates... the sweetness drains away when the natural world is not part of the play of a day. <br />
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Our trip last week meandered back through Childs Meadows, Mill Creek and Mineral to pick up veggie oil then down to the Sacramento River to join our friend Luisa for her 55th birthday potluck and chocolate truffle cake on a (sand)bar at dusk. Still had the beauty of beaver, egrets, the glassy feel of the river as the light departed. <br />
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As the week passed Michael followed his own agenda and I followed mine and for him the quest to find an ever more perfect boat was answered by buying this little inflatable kayak. My week is a blur... really, I'd have to march it out like a tin soldier from the pages of my day planner. <br />
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Meanwhile, trust me, I was doing my usual many things, including tabling for Frack-Free Butte Co...at the theater presentation called The Butcher Shop, down the road from us but on the land of our adjacent neighbor. <br />
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All the while we have been able to enjoy the richness of summer... many of the tomatoes and peppers shown here were raised by our neighbor Bruce here at Riparia. I caught them at the very end of Farmers Market yesterday... still a glorious display. <br />
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Then today, to round out the week from where we started up at Crystal Lake last Sunday, we went out in the new boat on the Thermalito Forebay... enjoying how it moved, what there was to see, the sense of freedom in being somewhere we don't usually go. <br />
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But also seeing the risks... a tiny snake of tar sands bearing rail cars in the distance below Table Mountain emerges from the Feather River Canyon... a canyon that carries precious water down to millions and emerges from the high country we visited with our unlimited sense of amazement last week. Somewhere between enjoyment and responsibility the amazement slinks away but really not the wonder.. it can remain even watching slow death roll by in the distance. <br />
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<br />Veggie Voyagershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03821963570019458114noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400659467339009937.post-43748996413382397542014-08-26T12:14:00.003-07:002014-08-26T12:14:51.745-07:00Escaping to a Different Reality<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Every other week we go away. Its not easy getting out of town but we push to do it. This week was no different.. but we left home Thursday night, ate bad food at a biker bar and ended up by the side of the road to Greenville with traffic all night long and fitful dream chased sleep. In Greenville we went to the Rangers Station and got a detailed new map that gave some indication of some tiny lakes we might visit. The Ranger gave us good driving tips and so we made it to never imagined Taylor Lake... alone up there for the night we simply released a lot of what burdens us just in the act of being in the beauty of where we were. <br />
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The area between there and Antelope Lake, where we went next to boat and swim, has been burned repeatedly in three different fires. <br />
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Sometimes the snags, which remain, remind one of the old reasons for superstition and sometimes they are comic reminders of our fears. <br />
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There's no way to Thank the land or the sky for the release of care... it's just in being physical, inquisitive, appreciative... in the day, dusk, night and rotation of time. A wonder. <br />
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After our afternoon boating and swimming on less photogenic Antelope Lake we stayed at a Trailhead for Clear Creek and walked awhile up into the burn then back down to Indian Creek, the major tributary through the Genesee and Indian Valleys. <br />
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In Taylorsville, looking for our next adventure, we came on my brother's name twix there and somewhere else. (I look forward to sending him this.) <br />
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And, not without a climb, we arrived at Hough Mt Lookout and the volcanic vent of 500 ft. deep Crystal Lake below it and the little town with the Warren Nelson intersection far, far below that... <br />
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The lake was just one quick swim away from an early sunset but we camped on a terrace above it and the next morning headed out with some swaying, dust and tank-prowess to our final destination of veggie oil collection in Mill Creek and Mineral. A very rewarding four days for the Veggie Voyagers team.. a great relief and a huge inhalation of beauty and peace and a bit of dust. <br />
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<br />Veggie Voyagershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03821963570019458114noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400659467339009937.post-28746987053371754792014-08-12T12:24:00.000-07:002014-08-12T12:24:12.321-07:00Almanor area lakes<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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As usual it was hard to get out of Chico. We camped on the north end of Almanor behind the airport and where the lake has filled in with meadow and stumpy mudflats. It was a beautiful place nonetheless. <br />
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The next day we went to Bodfish Bikes and Quiet Mountain Sports in Chester. We got the name and directions for a clear mountain meadow Willow Lake and we headed up there. There were others camped there too but few enough that we had the lake to ourselves for swimming and later this moonlight walk with cranes making their odd honking and an easy meadow trail to follow. <br />
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We stopped at Bodfish again to ask about another lake and this one is sacred to the Mountain Maidu people and no photos are to be taken so I have none. That was an incredible place... Up against the Keddie Ridge.. a 2.8 mile walk in, icy waters and amazing rocks. The views out from the ridge saddle are to Mountain Meadows in one direction and down to Indian Valley and Greenville to the other side. We had two days of hiking up there and some excitement with rain, thunder and lightning but otherwise very infrequent humanity and a great sense of peace. <br />
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Then we came back down to Almanor and put in at the south end of the lake.. the clouds were amazing and we almost got loaded up unscathed but ended up soaked in the fierce squall that swept through.. which we didn't much mind. <br />
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Soon after, the sunset was purple but brief and closed in 4 days of swimming, hiking and boating without using fossil fuels...thanks to Michael's commitment to processing veggie oil before we came. Today he is back to chemo but we are still partly back up there in the high country through the soreness of our muscles and the dry sleek feel of our skin. <br />
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<br />Veggie Voyagershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03821963570019458114noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400659467339009937.post-16676450691487674702014-08-08T09:44:00.000-07:002014-08-08T09:44:01.069-07:00One Mile between Hiroshima and Nagasaki<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Every year we commemorate the atomic bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki. Every year it is the hottest time of year and usually the energy of the town is lethargic. I think back on our commemorations and do not find that that was always true but of late nuclear war has faded from the criticality list of people concerned about the loss of life in Gaza or hundreds of other worries. <br />
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This year the call came out subdued and last minute but with the quiet resolve of Diane Suzuki's voice. We met here at One Mile in strange post rain humid but cool weather and walked a little bit upstream to where two Tai Chi practitioners were completing their forms. <br />
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In the quiet, almost still waters of our drought quieted Big Chico Creek we stood and rang bells at the time of the Hiroshima bombing... we didn't face East, we faced our life giving endangered water. <br />
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We spoke of the inspiration of Ancestors and closed a small circle with the surrender to time and the visage of perhaps more war and suffering to come as balanced by the beauty and nurture we experience in the earth around us... the Good so palpable and available. <br />
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On Saturday, tomorrow, people will meet again... for Nagasaki a busy street corner before our regular Peace Endeavor Vigil... the bells, the cranes, the thoughts and prayers winging on concrete, surrounded by the structures of commerce. <br />
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We read a children's book about the Cherry Tree of Hiroshima, how burned and wounded it was, yet how it has blossomed and created new cherry trees. The legend of the Phoenix, the story of earth, always remaking itself after every seemingly terminal event. All our planet has to do is stay in alignment with its sun and what we do may not matter so much in the very long run. <br />
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But we are here now. Witness to the beauty and seeming stillness within the incredible energy of Livingness and also witness to the degradation, forgetfulness and outright determination to destroy. We are hinged between catastrophes as well as celebrations and ride the solemn peace train forward to the next bend in the river of our lives. We continue to write our wishes on the wings of paper cranes as they fly all over the world. In Loving Memory of all those who have suffered. <br />
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<br />Veggie Voyagershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03821963570019458114noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400659467339009937.post-5717571455541614972014-08-05T15:30:00.000-07:002014-08-05T15:30:15.171-07:00It's Raining in August! <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It has been a very hot summer with blow torch days and all life sending out little shoots of ourselves toward the water, shade and coolness. My datura glorify in it though and send back a dazzling response to the sun...or they used to. As of yesterday they have gone.<br />
With the dryness the old black walnuts become brittle under the weight of their limbs. We were picking through gorgeous tomatoes Bruce had set out for the community the other night when Kelsi set off with a joyful Howdy in her car with a friend. Sixty seconds later I heard a small crack... I know my CRACK sounds and started hollering for Michael who was messing around with Selkie who was looking around for her ball. Then another small crack as they joined me in the open then Whoosh and Whack! and a big cloud of dust and two tons of black walnut was on the ground where Kelsi and her car had been. When I told the Riparia community about this the very next day the arborists were out here and unfortunately it's not looking pretty. Many of my drought hardy but pampered plantings are buried under slash and the datura are all broken off which means no seed for next year. They are a magic (and poisonous) plant and showed up on their own... maybe they'll be back someday. <br />
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With the heat I've been in a lot in the late afternoon... mostly wasting time but I just wanted to say something about this hand sculpture that Orien and I had made for my mom. My mom always hated this Mothers Day gift because the truth was there in my big strong ravaged farmer hands... the complete lack of delicacy and femininity that she always hoped to deny. I, on the other hand (!) love this sculpture and always delve into it like there is a fortune to discover-- I love the light and shadow of it too. <br />
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On Sunday we had a special Land Work Day and this photo only shows a few of us water-worker bees... Some started down by the swimming hole, like Zenon, Bob, Emily and Sheldon with the canoe and others of us-- Leslie, Joey, Billy, Mattie, Michael and I started further upstream but we took out huge amounts of garbage from the creek and got further along with considering how to make our section of creek more floatable for these hard summers. <br />
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Then it started to rain last night. Usually I could dry three loads of laundry, if I had that many, in one day but now the limp line is a happy reminder that we have had sprinkles all night and all day. What a glory this "monsoonal moisture" is!<br />
I know Bruce's tomatoes may split but I'm sorry... I'm too happy with the rain refreshment to have even one small complaint. Thank you Mother Nature! <br />
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<br />Veggie Voyagershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03821963570019458114noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400659467339009937.post-18848409577041913382014-07-28T19:18:00.003-07:002014-07-28T19:18:41.553-07:00The Caribou Wilderness and Lake Almanor<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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We hiked from Caribou Lake to Cowboy Lake and set up camp there with old friends Ann Polivka and Linda Eminger from Health Dept days. <br />
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The next day we hiked north to Jewel Lake, Turnaround Lake and Triangle Lake.. about a nine mile round trip with lots of swimming breaks. <br />
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Then we went up to Gem and Emerald Lake... this, obviously, was Emerald Lake. Michael hiked on to Rim Lake and beyond. <br />
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On Sunday we didn't want to come back in to the valley too early but the clouds were a little threatening so we went through Chester and down to Almanor to wander the beach then we came home via Humbug Road... and had dinner in Butte Meadows. <br />
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A thoroughly lovely 4 day weekend. <br />
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<br />Veggie Voyagershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03821963570019458114noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400659467339009937.post-45731600659712953152014-07-22T19:37:00.000-07:002014-07-22T19:37:41.669-07:00Saving the world balanced by cruising the river<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Well these will be random photos.. I was happy to get a little back into sharing food with Food Not Bombs. They are defying a city order not to serve food in the plaza and are willing to go to jail over it. I'm proud to know them and be a supporter. <br />
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When the moon was full I took this arty photo of the moon through my lettuce which is going to seed.. I need to collect that seed! <br />
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We have had a series of vigils for GAZA and for peace. I was able to interview a wonderful young woman with Jewish Voice for Peace on KZFR. Everyday my heart aches for people suffering there and I wrack my brain for things that might help end the violence. <br />
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In between we have gotten out to the river a couple of times, once with the electric trolling motor and once just with our paddles and that's been relaxing and life affirming to both of us. <br />
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Meanwhile Frack-Free Butte County has been taking on the Oil and Gas Industry attorneys who are trying to get our Fracking Ban disqualified from the November ballot. It has been wonderful working with this group and tonight I am quite nervous as tomorrow the judge will decide the case. Either way we won't be stopped. <br />
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We had Sheldon's birthday, Keith came for a visit and Orien was a great help to Frack Free Butte County. We are all very grinny here... just glad to be alive I guess. <br />
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<br />Veggie Voyagershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03821963570019458114noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400659467339009937.post-72369422950055381212014-07-08T15:35:00.000-07:002014-07-08T15:35:16.335-07:00Trinidad Tree Sitters Thank you! <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Angela and I drove up to Trinidad today to visit the Trinidad Tree Sitters. I've been following them on Facebook and wanted to see their noble tree sit. <br />
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They've been there over two and half years protecting an area Green Diamond wants to clear cut and another area where selective logging would remove all the mature redwoods, violating ("mitigating") a small pristine stream and spotted owl habitat. <br />
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Green Diamond is like Sierra Pacific Industries that rape the forests in the Sierra. Green Diamond primarily owns redwoods, over 425,000 acres of them, the lungs of the coast and the anchor of life throughout the region. Their stated plan is to log all the land in 45 year rotation. <br />
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So in our small way we gave offering to the young tough (also very sweet) defenders.. a bag of food, a book (the Veggie Voyagers!,) a little cash.<br />
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Barefoot Chives rappelled down "Misty" to give us a tour of the forest and we talked about the issues of clear-cutting and the peril of this 84 acres of forest, creek as well as the extended Timber Harvest Plans beyond Strawberry Rock which would denude another huge area of redwood-- other tree sitters defend that area. <br />
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I was personally grateful and humbled to be with folks who cared. Who will not let the earth down. <br />
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This last view was once an epic rock called Sister Rock. It is now a quarry. Through the fog would be Strawberry Rock... many Yurok people have stood to say this area is special to them. All of us are called upon to stop the destruction here and throughout the remaining forests of the coastal range and the Sierra/Cascade. Reach Trinidad Tree Sitters on Facebook or on www.redwoodforestdefense.org <br />
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<br />Veggie Voyagershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03821963570019458114noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400659467339009937.post-40099916347881606342014-07-08T00:49:00.001-07:002014-07-08T00:49:27.350-07:00Fourth of July weekend<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The nights and mornings are ok where we live. The Fourth of July Michael was working on his mast in the barn so I rode my bike to a place I could see the fireworks at the Fairgrounds. We thought we'd be able to get out of town the next day, Saturday.... <br />
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but when Saturday came there were 40 gallons of veggie oil to process <br />
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and more sail preparations and modifications... <br />
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So we left at noon on Sunday without air conditioning and it was very miserable until about 20 miles from the coast... but at last we were at the South Jetty of Humboldt Bay with coats on and fog surrounding us.<br />
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We camped the night under this wind ravished pine with a view of the beach out the back of the V.V.<br />
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And today, we finally made it out onto the Bay on the high tide to try out the sail (and the oars!) Despite all the travail of leaving our over-heated valley we have made it and are so grateful. I wish we didn't have to go back. <br />
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<br />Veggie Voyagershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03821963570019458114noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400659467339009937.post-90614060253968132272014-06-30T00:16:00.000-07:002014-06-30T00:16:13.845-07:00Boy toy Birthday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The eve of my 67th birthday found us at the Roseville REI, marooned by a leak in a fuel line.. in the morning we made it up to Loon Lake on the edge of the Desolation Wilderness. We found a good spot by a campground boat launch to hang out for the next few days. <br />
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Michael had done a lot of research on boats that would work well for us with some of the effects of aging and illness. He came up with a porta-bote, a foldable polypropylene boat that is very strong and stable and can carry an electric trolling motor. He built the simple but ingenious rack for it on the side of the VV and fashioned the dog cart to transport it. <br />
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We had good luck with the boat but the trolling motor battery didn't hold a charge well (or rather, the charger wouldn't fully charge either on our solar or on our neighbor RVer's generator) and so we had a nice long paddle with the feeble assist of the dying motor across a broad sweep of this beautiful lake the second day returning to the VV. <br />
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I think it is ironic for me... hater of plastics and styrofoam-- to have this boat but it really does feel secure in choppy water and I like that.. putting that trolling motor on the canoe seemed very tippy. <br />
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We love Loon Lake. We first went there with our friends Linda and Ann back in 2001 right after the tragedies of 9/11. That week helped us have some peace and distance from what the nation was experiencing. We've been back a number of times since. I think it is the most accessible large high mountain lake in the Sierra with the most interesting topography.. those great granite boulders and sloping granite slabs. <br />
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I took many photos to get this one of this small elegant butterfly. <br />
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On the fourth day we had to come home and naturally that was the hottest day... 104 degrees by the time we got down to the valley but first we had to have a flat and poor Michael, of course, changed it. The brakes tried to burn out coming down into the American River canyon south of Auburn and we had no air conditioning, of course. We stopped to swim at Stumpy Meadows Lake and again on the Sacramento River in Marysville.<br />
We mostly forgot it was my birthday in any candle-fancy way but it was a precious time and I am very grateful to have achieved 67 years especially with my creative and hard-working spouse by my side. <br />
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<br />Veggie Voyagershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03821963570019458114noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400659467339009937.post-48018963897267997672014-06-24T14:04:00.003-07:002014-06-24T14:04:57.721-07:00The Environment of Beale Air Force Base<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The Burma Sign team of Shirley, Barry and Lorraine were busily staking in recycled campaign signs extending about half a mile down from the Beale Air Force Base Main Gate... Our theme this month was "Green" so Shirley made half the signs about environmentally destructive things (thus the "Instead of..." and the second, positive things a force of able bodied peace warriors could be doing.)<br />
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We are always graced with our Veteran friends from Veterans for Peace and this banner really hits home about the burden of the Vet.. "There are no unwounded soldiers." Such a weighty thought as the US plans attacks once again on Iraq after 23 years of failed military intervention in that country. <br />
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Meanwhile, our efforts stress doing what is right vs not doing what is illegal and illogical. Often times the people entering the base look straight ahead and appear deadened to our presence... or any spark as they head off to another day of work. However, there are always the ones who flash us a wave, a peace sign, even a kiss... the undercurrents we stir up within the base community is an unknown to us but that is where the faith in the rightness of our presence, the enjoyment of our camaraderie and the over-whelming desire for a peaceful world all come together. <br />
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At a certain synergistic point we had an unpremeditated soft blockade of the road... causing consternation in many. These actions are not so clearly effective nor accepted, even among our group and I won't argue the logic of either viewpoint. It is complete and rests in the history of spontaneity.<br />
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Meanwhile the songs of Peace (here with Flora and Jeffrey) buoy us and keep us aware of our place in the movement for social change. The songs extending across time and the millions that have sung them. The words embedded in our hearts and minds. <br />
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Toby and I were the only ones who completely pulled off the Green theme. The link between the Military Industrial Complex and the Extractive Industries is most easily seen at Beale where U-2 spy planes and other jets are constantly taking off and landing.. consuming untold numbers of gallons of jet fuel and spewing kerosene particulates and other toxins through the air. <br />
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Although our main focus is on the damage caused by drone air strikes in poor countries of the Middle East and Africa we pause to acknowledge and call out what the legacy of wars in our generation have spewed onto the earth, our only home, home of our children's children and a very finite and perfect place.<br />
Please do your part and say NO more Military Intervention in Iraq or Syria. President Obama's number is 202-456-1111 and our Representatives can be reached via the Congressional Switchboard at 202-224-3121. We each carry the Love of this Planet and the Responsibility to Protect It. <br />
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<br />Veggie Voyagershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03821963570019458114noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400659467339009937.post-65722866602613284212014-06-21T17:53:00.001-07:002014-06-21T17:53:39.416-07:00Solstice leanings<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Michael bought an electric trolling motor that goes 4 MPH and we trialed it at Black Butte Reservoir with Selkie co-piloting yesterday evening. <br />
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It was a hot valley day and the water of the man made lake was a perfect temperature... the slant of the brilliant sun and it's fiery plunge into the Coast Range were the perfect everything about these wicked summers we have... being on or by water is the only way to go and when you are in the right place you know and appreciate it. <br />
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Today, the actual Solstice I rose later than the sun and was out weeding and deadheading weeds by 8am but it was already broiling. At mid-day I was out with the Chico Peace Endeavor vigiling against yet another invasion of Iraq. (I don't know if anyone reads this but PLEASE call President Obama on Monday and say NO to Drone Strikes and Bombings and Troops 1-202-456-1111.) http://peacepanelproject-chico.blogspot.com/ has more photos of our small but sweet vigil... linking wills with peace loving people around the globe who demonstrated for Peace around the world. <br />
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It seems that things get more intense... Michael's CT scan showed good treatment effect with his current chemo but we remain sober about how persistent it is in the lymph glands. My second closest male friend just showed up with a very elevated PSA test. Frack Free Butte County, with our 10,000 petitioners, untold hours of work by dozens of people, had our petition thrown out by the County Clerk because of unbolded font and the lack of the words, "The People of Butte County do Ordain..." This due to a legal warning from the Oil and Gas Industry lawyers... they waited til one day after we had submitted the petitions but we just found out and are stymied with grief and anger.... Meanwhile, we drift into the sunset of the year's longest day with such tenderness and concern and longing for life and health... <br />
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<span id="goog_797319444"></span><span id="goog_797319445"></span><br />Veggie Voyagershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03821963570019458114noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400659467339009937.post-14434018563200811602014-06-15T22:08:00.000-07:002014-06-15T22:08:09.860-07:00Palace of Life<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I spent the better part of five days up in Butte Creek Canyon meditating with other facilitators of the Complete Self Attunement practice. We get together twice a year with our teacher Don Kollmar and update our consciousness with intensive sensing into the fabric of the universe. <br />
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It heals the body and releases the person in so many ways. If you want a space that helps your body and your anxieties but is more than you than look at csaprocess. <br />
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Meanwhile, on the breaks I took photos of the butterflies and bees on the sage and lavender. Up in the canyon there is lots of wildlife but I was grateful for these incredible but pedestrian creatures. <br />
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Look how the pipevine swallowtail holds down the petals of the flower so it can better sink it's proboscis-- all this while fluttering, never landing. <br />
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I loved being there for the full moon, for the ease of being, for the sweet mornings. I stayed in the VV alone. Michael was at home and I relished the stillness of my time. <br />
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But we went out to Fathers Day dinner with Orien, Sheldon and Penni when I got home tonight and I was so happy to be reunited with Michael... to have him near and to go on with our open eyed lives. The meditation has better prepared me for staying grounded in the springs of life and in the energetic fabric of aliveness but my heart is always here, with Michael. <br />
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<br />Veggie Voyagershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03821963570019458114noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400659467339009937.post-85621845879120894682014-06-09T00:39:00.001-07:002014-06-09T00:39:46.697-07:00Beating the Heat<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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We are both slowing down and wanted just to have an easy time of getting out of the heat.. I think it was 104 degrees today at home. We made it eventually to upper Butte Creek... not a secluded spot but a cool one with this big rugged rooted oak above us. <br />
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Along the way we walked along the flume above DeSabla Reservoir and cooled down in the cold waters. <br />
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Selkie has lived a sheltered life and doesn't know how to dig herself a cool spot but she does look good in the local greenery and seems to enjoy getting wet and cool although her lab part that should love swimming isn't very highly developed. <br />
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It was a lovely day... hopefully we didn't get poison oak and we did manage to fritter away a enjoyable day in a relaxed and summer-filled way. <br />
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<br />Veggie Voyagershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03821963570019458114noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400659467339009937.post-35388757513886663482014-06-05T15:50:00.000-07:002014-06-05T15:50:53.580-07:00Frack Free Butte Hands over the Petitions! <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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We worked so hard for this day! We started this campaign last summer. The language was pretty much done in January but not good enough for some legal opinions so our clock was ticking on signature gathering started in earnest in March. We trained people and they showed up or they didn't.. new people inserted themselves and the passion and commitment just built and built. It was like a tight fitting puzzle...everyone trying to do their part with-out fraying anyone else. And the tag teaming! When I took over when Chuck got sick it was only to hold the center until Grace took it from me when I had to back off. It was truly wonderful. <br />
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Plus, we organized in the whole county...not just Chico but Oroville and Paradise. Not to mention our wonderful Steering Committee and Coordinator. It's just warmed my heart. The next step... Board of Supervisors and Victory Party but the end game is November 4th in the Ballot Box. We know we qualified though because we checked every single name!<br />
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Back home summer deepens...Bruce's onions dry in the shade. <br />
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Michael keeps my car going on bio-diesel... this is what a filling station looks like at our house. Note Selkie's luxurious hair. <br />
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She was definitely embarrassed to be shorn with a scissors by an amateur but after the 230$ fox tail vet visit last week it seemed the vet was right... get it all off... Poor girl.. I wonder what it is like to be see from one's whole eyes after a life of sifting through heavy locks to see out to the world.<br />
She doesn't look too happy though does she? Today is much better. <br />
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<br />Veggie Voyagershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03821963570019458114noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400659467339009937.post-46791714298168150112014-05-25T11:51:00.000-07:002014-05-25T11:51:14.975-07:00Invisible changes<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Michael is gone skiing and Selkie is stuck with me and unlimited fox tails waiting to enter her body almost no matter where we go here on the land. Mostly I am walking her on the road now but did go on a wander to get these shots. (No matter how short you mow the foxtails they will still put up a seed head.) She got a bath yesterday and crude scissors cut before Michael left as the temps are in the high 90s now. I'm glad she's patient with me. I'm not a good ball thrower even in the best of times. <br />
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The time of pollination continues. Bees are on the sunflowers and poppies in these shots. I also have one below of them clustering at my hummingbird feeder (organic sugar and good water.) I wrote to the man who keeps bees on our land to ask him what to do but I'm taking down the feeder. Even though they love the sugar water it distracts them from their duties...there is accessible water here on the land and their sources of energy need to be the traditional ones. It was a selfish thing to get the hummers attracted to being right by my kitchen window--two feet from where I'm sitting. I relinquish it once this current syrup is sipped. <br />
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I may have to relinquish a lot. It is too soon to tell. I had a complication with a simple procedure and it's hurt my lungs and possibly my heart. This week I am taking things very, very slowly and waiting for healing to take place. It was a very surprising thing-- I had the complication all through that last post and could even have died in the midst of our wonderful Veggie Voyage but Grace was there for me. Now all there is is to support my body in its process. Dear life doesn't mean to be harsh. It just plays with the elements it is given. <br />
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And, cycles move slowly forward. It's only May but the tomatoes have been coaxed to believe they are in July so an earlier trip to the market will benefit all of us but mostly our Riparia farmer, Bruce, who earns every advantage by his hard unrelenting work on the land. The land that I love so much. <br />
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<br />Veggie Voyagershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03821963570019458114noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400659467339009937.post-78457847388180296732014-05-19T01:16:00.000-07:002014-05-19T01:16:20.776-07:00A Lassen Caribou Loop<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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We had a little window and we took it to get out of the valley and up into the mountains. We started off Wednesday afternoon and stayed at what I am calling the Meadow of the Big Frogs. Walking along in the full moon we still had to use a head lamp to avoid a squish event with a giant frog. Why they were out wandering the forest on such a chilly night I don't know but in the light of day there was no frogs to be seen. After that I took some clear cut photos along the Mineral-Viola road... the one above shows Sierra Pacific Industrial logging right up to the National Forest Boundary, guaranteeing a blow down effect in the national forest border trees. <br />
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We didn't go far that day. Stayed a long stretch at Broke-off Meadows, an idyllic meadow and creek backing up to the west side of Broke Off Mountain where we saw no one for the full time we were there. <br />
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Next day we rounded to the North side of Lassen Park and found out it was the "car free weekend" which meant we couldn't park in the park but we pulled the bikes off, loaded Selkie in the cart and pedaled off for some long hills into the stillness of mature forest without the vigilance normally required for road riding. <br />
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That night we found ourselves on the Hat Creek Rim Overlook for the sunset. Next morning we walked a bit on the Pacific Crest Trail... remarking on the dryness that is already locked in to this burned over ridge line but also on the beauty of the views-- Lassen to the south and Shasta to the north. <br />
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We went back into the park with the idea to visit Butte Lake and ended up taking a nap on it's black sand beach with not another soul around... the cold wind across the fronts of us and the deeply warm sand at our backs. <br />
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Then last night we camped at Caribou Lake and hiked into the Wilderness area this morning. Michael can't resist even a patch of snow so my two snow angels had some creative time before we had to close our loop and head back to Chico for another chemo day tomorrow. So much beauty and peace out there in the pines and sweet smelling mountain air-- so grateful we could be there to restore our bearings. <br />
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<br />Veggie Voyagershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03821963570019458114noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8400659467339009937.post-78598795749649146732014-05-11T17:17:00.001-07:002014-05-11T17:17:49.759-07:00Moms of two generations<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Happy Mothers Day and Happy Birthday to Mary Carmen. It was a wonderful afternoon at the little walnut orchard oasis of Olivia's mom. I am so grateful to Orien and her dear old friends for including me. <br />
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Mary Carmen has three kids now and Ema has two. They are wonderful moms of wonderful children and I feel graced when I'm with them by their elegant embodiment of motherhood. <br />
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In every new generation the mothers emerge strong and glowing and balancing many things with grace and the love of their families and friends. It is a wonderful skein to be part of... I've known Ema since she was the age of her girls and now she is the center of her girls' world. <br />
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And Mary Carmen's mom, Mary Jane, is the grandmother of 10. Their family is a strong farming family that has created both deep roots of family but also made a good living from the bounty of this earth. <br />
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And Olivia and her mom Andy. Olivia is our acupuncturist and her mom was my La Leche league teacher so many years ago. We appreciate their generosity in having us over today. Happy Mothers Day to them and all of you Moms and children of Moms! May you have peace and all you need for yourselves and your children. <br />
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