Monday, August 29, 2016

Journey 12: Shasta and McCloud ...

EVENT DATES -- August 19 through 28, 2016
TOTAL TRAVEL DISTANCE -- 1,817.2 miles (plus about a hundred or so in foot travel from hikes, geocaching searches, shopping excursions and an extensive square dance program) ... every bit of it within the confines of the State of California!

Cap 'n Baldy here!

     Mount Shasta -- 14,179 feet above sea level and nearly 10,000 feet above the surrounding terrain...

 
    "First, there is the Mountain. Last, there is the Mountain. Every hour of every day, there is the Mountain. You see it clearly 100 miles down Interstate 5, far below Red Bluff, far below the place where the immense Central Valley of California gives way to the southern Cascade Range which leads northward into Oregon. You see it standing alone in a cloak of brilliant snow above a landscape which is parched from many rainless days. You see it in otherworldly splendor, generating its own weather, changing from hour to hour throughout the day. That is our view as small mortal human beings. The Mountain is what it is, doing what it has done for millions of years, with a vastness beyond our comprehension."
                                   
   I wrote the above paragraph in 2007, as part of a travel book describing a memorable two-week holiday in nearby Mount Shasta City. It was a time of grand adventure in the company of friends, Harmon and Sandy Harris and Bonnie and Dave Stotler.  It was also our first outing since the surgical removal of Barbara's brain tumor earlier that year.
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    This journey is to participate in an intensive five-day square dance workshop in the tiny old lumber town of McCloud, about 10 miles southeast of Mount Shasta City. This will not be our first trip here to participate in a dance workshop ... it will be our fourth. Our caller for the week is Darryl Lipscomb, an internationally-recognized Texas-based challenge-level square dance caller and instructor. It's always a bit scary for us to start one of these high-level workshops ... at least at first! Then, it gets to be fun!
 
 
     The Venue ... a lovingly restored community hall with an outstanding large wood dance floor. Dancers at our workshop come from Arizona, Oregon, Tennessee, British Columbia, and northern and southern California...
 
 
     Our Southern California delegation ... Cindy, Dave, Ruth, Jerry, Fred, Patti, Caller Darryl, Herself and Himself ... Darryl's dance program is fun and great training for mind and body! After a full day of dancing, we are all exhausted but stay at the hall to enjoy pie and hand-cranked ice cream!

 
   In between square dance tips there was Farkle, Cribbage, Crafts, Puzzles -- more Brain Training!
 
     We stay at a 1940's lumber workers' apartment house, now reincarnated as the McCloud Timber Inn. Presided over by shaggy Steve Hamilton, who owns and runs the place all by himself, the inn consists of five apartments. For 60 bucks a night, we have full use of an immaculate one-bedroom apartment, complete with kitchen ... and...of course ...acceptable coffee maker! We grow quite attached to this quirky place as our week up here proceeds!
 
    As we have discovered on previous visits, this country is an infinite treasure chest to explore. Human settlements are sparse and widely scattered ... the green pine forest seems endless ... the gold mountain meadows are glorious ... the sublime presence of The Mountain oversees everything!
 
    Forty miles to the east of McCloud off Highway 89 sits McArthur-Burney Falls Memorial State Park. We consider this a must-visit place since our first visit back in 2002. In this wondrous place, Burney Creek flows into nearby Lake Britton over a spectacular 130-foot waterfall ... very full this season from the blessings of abundant winter rain and snow in the area. We opt for the 45-minute Falls Loop Trail, preceded by a picnic lunch at a tree-shaded picnic table ...
 
    Burney Falls as seen from the Falls Loop Trail ... the park rangers tactfully advise visitors against swimming in this inviting pool! Uh ... YEAH! The water flowing over the falls is at 42 to 48 degrees Fahrenheit! Any individual stupid enough to swim here could expect to be dead within a few minutes!

 
    Herself at the Falls Loop lower bridge ... hiking opportunities abound here . Of course, if you REALLY want a long-distance trail hike ... the Pacific Crest Trail runs through the park! There is a little-bitty sign at a PCT crossing point that says Mexico is 1,400 miles to the left and Canada is 1,200 miles to the right! We probably will not attempt to hike this trail in this incarnation but 'tis a wonder to know it exists!
 
    We have long known that Mount Shasta is the subject of much lore and legend. We delved deeply on a previous visit into the Saga of the Lemurians, a race of advanced beings that live within the Earth underneath Mount Shasta. The Earth is, after all, hollow and has a life-giving sun at its center. I perceive your horizons sorely need to be expanded with this bit of advanced knowledge!
                                            Mandalas and Crystals ... D-U-D-E!!
   Hippie and New Age Cultures abound hereabouts with serious tie-dye tee shirts on sale in every gift shop. Also available are bright green tee shirts with this yellow emblem emblazoned on the front ...
 
    Now ... Jefferson isn't really a state...yet! It's a Proposed State made up of large chunks of Northern California and Southern Oregon. The Double-X signifies the abandonment these rural folks feel from the political population centers to the north and south! This secession movement has been going on since before World War II.
 
   As we have done on every previous trip here, we visit the brilliant and moving Living Memorial Sculpture Garden, ten miles above Weed on the road to Klamath Falls, Oregon. This memorial is dedicated to American military personnel killed or wounded in action ...
 
                                                                     The Nurses ...
                                                           Coming Home ... 
    We are totally alone here ... there is no wind ... all is appropriately silent ... The Mountain is ever present ... a moving spiritual experience ...
 
    The Everitt Memorial Highway winds up the southern face of Mount Shasta to an elevation of 8,000 feet above sea level ... we pause at Bunny Flats at 7,000 feet for a short hike up the trail ...

    At Panther Flat, elevation 8,000 feet, Barbara stands in a stone spiral ... we are well above the tree line in the late afternoon. Dinner is at the Black Bear Diner in Mount Shasta City ... awesome meat loaf and grilled trout, served by a friendly staff!
 
   The long ride south ... did I mention it's a 730-mile run from home to get our first view of Mount Shasta? We stop overnight at Solvang, the charming Danish village off Highway 101 above Santa Barbara ...
 
                              The Solvang Garden Inn ... a mellow place to stay ...
      A serious auto show is underway in Solvang ... amidst a collection of pristine '55, '56 and '57 Chevrolets, I relive an old memory ... in my youth, I had a '56 Chevy!

   We have another unexpected evening treat in Solvang ... good seats at the Solvang Conservatory Theater...we see a vigorous, passionate production of a modern rock-hip-hop musical entitled "In The Heights" ... it's a reminder of how much we enjoy live theater!
      The Solvang Theater ... a grass lawn to a have a picnic upon ... warm oatmeal cookies and good strong hot coffee!
 
The theater outdoor stage ... colorful, modern ... we can see everything!

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  Rolling home from Solvang, we opt for Route 1 along the coast above Malibu ... the good side (the ride is spectacularly beautiful ) ... the bad side (traffic is snarled in Malibu and Santa Monica) ... the ride home is slow ... we stop for awesome BBQ at Wood Ranch BBQ in Irvine Spectrum Center in Irvine!

WHAT A JOURNEY!
WHAT A PRIVILEGE!
WE ARE TIRED BUT THE TRIP IS WORTH THE EFFORT!

Until next time, beloveds ... stay well and know that God is good and generous!

Affectionately,


Baldy aka Bob


   
 
 
 
 

 
 
 


Tuesday, August 2, 2016

Journey 11E: The Three Capitals ... Finale

EVENT DATES -- July 26 -27, 2016

OVERALL TOUR DATES -- JULY 18 through 27, 2016
OVERALL ROUND TRIP MILES -- 13,781 (or pretty close to this amount)

Cap 'n Baldy here!
 
    To a heavy drum beat, a group of young folks dances Hare-Krishna-style in St. Nicholas Square, chanting one word --- Alleluia! Throughout our travels, we see large groups of young people on their way to Krakow, Poland for World Youth Day. It is reported that Pope Francis will be in attendance there. An afternoon downpour starts. The kids keep dancing without a pause.

   Our European choir tour is coming to its conclusion...we have sung our last songs and soon will be on our way home -- or elsewhere in Europe. Of our tour group of 51, 23 (including us) will immediately return home. The remaining 28 will remain in Europe to visit such places as Croatia, Germany, Amsterdam and Venice.

    The downpour grows stronger. We join Dr. Carol Saunders and Sharon Smith at classy-wonderful Café Mozart for dessert before dinner ...
                                       The Dessert Display Case at Café Mozart ...

We watch the downpour from the safety of the Café Mozart ...

              Europeans know how to celebrate!!
                                     A rain-produced puddle becomes a lake to frolic in ...

     Watching the Glockenspiel announcing the change of the hour is a Grand Event!

      We gather for our last communal dinner at Restaurant Michal close by the River Moldau ... energetic Czech music and dance are on full display ...
                                      These folks can move and are fun to watch!

                            This gal has the LOUDEST VOICE we've ever heard!
   
     Armed with a good dose of antibiotics, Liz joins us for our meal...we are all VERY happy she can be with us for our final celebration!
                                                      Liz and her dad, Mark ...
    


    Our final celebration with Jared, our awesome Tour Director, shown here with Tony Cook ...



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    We walk across the River Moldau to return to our hotel for our last night in EUROPE ...
                                                          How Beautiful it all is!
 
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       Goldilocks and I have now returned home. We are reflecting on the music we have shared on this journey ...
 
 A modern setting for an old New Hampshire verse ... an Irish song of love ... wonderful settings of old black spirituals, some predating the American Civil War ... a timely stressing of the message "I aint gonna study war no mo' " ...
 

      What a great event we have been a part of!
 
      Lord ... we do give THEE THANKS for the Abundance that is ours!
 
     
     Thanks for coming with us, beloveds ...
 
      Until the next adventure .... stay well and know you are loved!
 
 
      Affectionately,
 
 
      Baldy aka Bob
                                                                        

Journey 11D3: The Three Capitals ... Terezin ...

DATE -- July 26, 2015

Cap 'n Baldy here!

    As we ride out of Prague, we pass a polished stone obelisk positioned at what appears to be a freeway onramp ... this obelisk was erected on the exact spot where Reinhard Heydrich, Nazi Reich-Protector of Czechoslovakia, was assassinated in May 1942 by British-trained Czech commandos. We learn that Heydrich is regarded by many historians as the darkest figure of the Nazi era ... he is remembered as a chief architect of the Final Solution, the plot to exterminate all Jews in Nazi-occupied Europe ... Hitler referred to Heydrich as "the man with the iron heart" ...

   This experience leads me to a personal memory...thirty years ago Robert Landis, a gifted playwright, actor and historian, wrote and presented an original play entitled "The Canaris Enigma", a story of German espionage and British codebreaking activities in World War II. Great car was taken to make sure the story was as historically accurate as possible. Admiral Wilhelm Canaris, Nazi Chief of Espionage, was the central character. Mr. Landis had himself served in Britain in the war. Several key characters on both the German and British sides were portrayed in this play. One of the characters was Reinhard Heydrich...

   I played the role of Reinhard Heydrich ...
Believe it or not, this is me ... Bob Brislin ... Baldy!
 
    I played Heydrich, as much as I was able to, as the true essence of evil ... not personally knowing at that time how true that assessment would prove to be.

   We ride on through lush green countryside to ...

TEREZIN ...

Therezienstadt if you prefer the name in German ...

Location of a prominent and notorious Nazi concentration camp in the extermination system Heydrich created ...


 The Star of David above the cemetery at the Small Fortress which served as a Gestapo interrogation center and prisoner quarters ...

Arbeit Macht Frei ... Work Makes You Free ... the inscription above the entrance of many Nazi concentration camps ...

   The statistics, as we hear them, are horrific and well-known ...
  • 155,000 entered the camp
  •   35,000 died at the camp, many from beatings and disease
  •   88,000 were shipped out to die in the gas chambers at Auschwitz, Treblinka and other death camps
  •   32,000 survived, but many died from disease
  •   15,000 children were brought here
  •   132 of these children survived
Yellow Star of David collage at the Jewish Ghetto Museum here ... Terezin served as a "transit station" for Jews and others being sent to the death camps ...

    Mural of drawings by children imprisoned at Terezin ... this camp was the site of a massive Nazi propaganda campaign to convince the International Red Cross that conditions herein were humane ... the Nazis succeeded.

                                           Drawing by a child at Terezin ...
 Portion of a huge scroll inscribed with the names of children who perished as a result of having been taken here ...

                                  Figurines of children on their way to Terezin ...
                The Unnamed ... a memorial to those buried in mass graves here ...

     We are silent as we visit the Ghetto Museum, the Cemetery and the Small Fortress ... we enter the stark cells used to house prisoners in horribly overcrowded conditions ... we see the cells used for Gestapo interrogation ... we crouch and walk though an eerie dark 600-yard long tunnel that opens on the place where 350 executions took place ...

   As a gifted high school singer, Christy Mackenzie had the opportunity ... or burden depending how it's viewed ... of singing with an elite chorus performing Franz Waxman's Song of Terezin using music that had been composed by prisoners here ... I believe she said Dr. Waxman conducted the performance ... this visit to Terezin had a special significance for her.
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    Before our return to Vienna, we sing Antonin Dvorak's "Goin' Home" in one of the cells where prisoners were housed. We are sad as our director, Liz Virkler, has contracted a respiratory infection and cannot join us on this part of our tour. Dr. Chris Cook conducts us in the singing ... a most moving experience for each of us!

  Our European adventure is approaching its end ...

  Please stay with us as we have a few more adventures to share ...


 Affectionately,


 Baldy aka Bob
 

 

 

 

Monday, August 1, 2016

Journey 11D2: The Three Capitals ... Praha2

DATE -- JULY25, 2016

Cap 'n Baldy here!

    'Tis a grand thing when my ignorance gets dispelled! I had assumed Europeans contemptuously eschew American-style ball caps. Well ... our current experience tells me a different story ... here's a tidbit to savor before we start our tour day ...
 
 
    I purchase three caps here ... Goldilocks stridently wails in objection ... BUT ... she now starts to wear the caps herself! There is no justice!
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      Our Prague Tour Guide is Karel, a bearded energetic and passionate soul who proceeds to guide us through this historic city of 1.2 million people ... about the same size as San Diego ...
   We drive over the River Moldau, which divides the city of Prague and stop at the entrance to Hradcany Castle ... pronounced ROD-CHAH-NEE as Karel informs me ... site of St. Vitus Cathedral and home to the current Czech government ... construction of the castle started in 1000 A.D. ...
 
 We witness the posting of the Castle Guard ...

      Modern circumstances necessitate supplementing the ceremonial guard with troops in fatigues with automatic weapons ...
                    The main entrance to the Castle portrays Blood and Heroism!

 A group of musicians plays Czech music outside the castle entrance ... they were good ... the guy on the left plays a soprano saxophone ...

   St. Vitus Cathedral is the most important church in the Czech Republic ... it is located totally within the grounds of the Castle ... construction was initiated in 1344 but not completed until 1929!

   Tile Mosaic at the St. Vitus Cathedral entrance depicting the Last Judgement ... I try to envision the effect of such a picture on a person who could not read! Most people of those early times could not read!


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   We tour around the Castle grounds, looking at old fortifications, and then walk along a narrow, rough cobblestone lane to the Place of the Polished Penis. NOW, my beloveds ... in NO WAY do I wish to unnecessarily gross you out! I must present the FACTS as the facts present themselves! In a small square near the Castle exit stands a bronze statue of a nude teenage boy ... the statue is gray-green from surface oxidation except for The Member ... which shines with a bright copper sheen! Now, The Member can only be in this condition by persons rubbing the damn thing! I ask Karel if this is a good-luck ritual ... a la Lincoln's nose in Springfield, Illinois. He comments about people here revering youth. We let the matter rest and move on ...
across the Moldau toward St. Nicholas Church ... where we shall sing our last full concert!
 
   We walk and we walk since our bus cannot enter the Old Town area where St. Nicholas Church is located ... this is a high-end zone with such shops as Jimmy Choo and Louis Vuitton ...
 Our choir is in need of new choir robes ... perhaps Louis Vuitton could be of service!
 
    When we arrive at St. Nicholas Church, we are greeted with advertising for our concert!
   Interior Chandelier at St. Nicholas -- here is a wonderful space for our last concert!

       Goldilocks and I, and perhaps others in our party, are beginning to suffer from ABC Syndrome (Another Bloody Cathedral) ... this affliction is exacerbated by the fact that that the church has no available W.C. ... Thank the Lord for the Colonel Sanders down the street where we don't have to pay! The concert buoys our flagging spirits ... Goldilocks and I think it is our best!   It is interesting for us to learn that St. Nicholas is not a Catholic Church ... it is a Czech Hussite church which draws on the work of Jan Hus, a 15th-century church reformer who pre-dated Martin Luther and John Calvin.

   After our concert, we join fellow choir member Pat and Lynn Sheffey and Joyce and Dennis Coffee for a very mellow one-hour cruise on the Moldau ...
                                                    Cap 'n Baldy on the river ...

 
                                    Beautiful city views from the water...
                                Charles Bridge as seen from the river ...
     
    Our post-concert meal is at Restaurant Plzenska, a short walk from the church ...
    As we enter the cavernous place, the noise level must be near 100 decibels ... the place is full of hyper-energetic American teenagers ... we learn that these kids are all members of the National Youth Orchestra of the U.S.A. which is on tour here. Neither of us think the food in this place is all that good. As we eat, a genial old man serenades us on an accordion!

   That's the story for today, kids! Stay connected and stay well!


   Affectionately,


   Baldy aka Bob