TRIP TO DAD'S -- PART THREE

I know, I know, some of you are probably sitting on the edge of your seat wondering what happened to the Little Hab, since the last report was that he had just turned red before we left. Well, we took him on the trip with us along with the other three much smaller peppers from that same plant. I placed them all near a window and waited to see if they would all turn red. Since Little Hab was already red, I cut him up and ate him with my burrito that we had for supper one night. I know, it pained me to have to do that, but after all, that was his purpose in life.

The most unkind cut of all

Linda took a picture of me right after I ate a small piece of the pepper, just testing to see if it would be too hot for my burrito. Here was my reaction. I am pleased to report that he was not hot and actually had a bit of habanero flavor to him.

After Linda's sister and brother-in-law left on Wednesday for their vacation, we settled in to our job of taking care of dad. To tell you the truth, there wasn't a whole lot to do while looking after dad because he is still pretty much self-sufficient, even at 97 years old. He just amazes me with all he does. I sometimes felt worn out trying to keep up with him! I spent a lot of time hanging around the back deck, watching birds, which was perfectly fine with me. Dad has a wonderful, huge bird feeder that attracts all kinds of birds, so you know I was in heaven.

By the way, you may recognize some of these birds as the "mystery bird" from last week's blog. No one came forward with the name of this bird, but as promised, I will let you know right now. Although this bird is not native to Southern California, there was a quite sizeable flock of them at dad's house. They are commonly called Nutmeg Mannikins, also known as the Scaly-Breasted Munia or Spice Finch. From what I read, they are most likely the descendants of someone's pet birds who escaped in Orange County area in 1988. When I mentioned this to dad, he immediately got out his California state map so he could show me the area we were talking about.

Pinpointing the origin in the wild of the Nutmeg Mannikin

Dad just loves maps (so that's where Linda got it from!) and doesn't hesitate to bring one out at the drop of a hat! This little bird was the most frequent visitor to the bird feeder the entire time we were there. They are actually quite small, even smaller than a goldfinch.

These guys in the bird bath are an adult male and three juvenile males. You can just barely see the beginnings of their scaly feathers under their chins.

The other birds got their share of time spent in the bird bath as well. It was rather warm while we were there and I am sure that they welcomed the chance to take a bath and cool off a bit! They sure seemed happy!

I took a boatload of pictures and video. However, when I got back home I was dismayed to find that most of it was out of focus. My camera has been acting up for the past few months and it decided to really act up while we were at dad's. So I don't have nearly as many pictures and videos to share with you as I had planned. Still, I did get some good pictures in spite of the camera. Needless to say, Santa is going to fix that come Christmas. Anyway, this video below is of the Bottlebrush Hedge that separates dad's house from the road. It is as tall as his house and was in full bloom while we were there. The hummingbirds and bees were all over it, and the other birds liked to hide in among the branches. The sound of all those birds chirping was almost deafening!

One day I took a walk up the road a bit, looking for something to photograph. All of a sudden I heard this very loud chirping sound, and it was so loud I thought it was right in front of me. I kept looking around and couldn't find anything that was making the noise, until I happened to look about 25 feet away. There was the little rascal, sitting on top of a cactus plant. Although this video is a bit shaky, I decided to include it so you can hear the sound I heard.

Dad's house gives a great view of the town below and the ocean, when the weather is clear. You can even see the Channel Islands in the distance. I took a short walk up the road to a higher vantage point and took this picture below. You can see what appears to be hills off in the distance. That is the Channel Islands. I was shocked to learn that they are 22 miles offshore. It looks like they are only a couple of miles out.

Channel Islands in the distance

One of our duties while we were there was to help dad with watering the plants. Dad still gets out on the deck and mans the hose to water things. Linda assisted him with this task and between the two of them they managed to keep everything watered. It has been so dry in California the past few years that it is really a struggle to keep things alive. But there are some beautiful plants around his house.

Dad doing some watering

Lavender rose that is growing in a huge pot on the deck

Century Plant

Back view of dad's house

Orchid plant that is growing in dad's yard

Bird of Paradise flower

One thing we had promised dad was to bring him some fresh tomatoes from our garden. We managed to have a few ripe red ones to take with us when we left Yakima, as well as some green ones. We ate the red ones in the first few days that we were there, and fortunately the green ones eventually turned red as well.

Dad has been a member of the Lions Club since the early 70's, even serving as a District Governor during the mid 1980's. He continues to be very involved with the club, attending meetings whenever he can. While we were there he attended a meeting where they had their yearly picture taken.

I have covered the first week or so of our trip so I think this is a good stopping point. Don't worry, there are still plenty of pictures and videos to come so check back next week!

PARTING SHOT

This week's bird picture is of a Nutmeg Mannikin perched on top of a dead branch. I know, it's a poor substitute for the Summer Girl, but what can I say...you work with what you have.

TRIP TO DAD'S -- PART TWO

We safely made it to our motel on Sunday after two full days of driving. We didn't  have to report as dad's caregivers until Wednesday, so we decided to make a couple of day trips on Monday and Tuesday. We chose to make a trip to Santa Barbara on Monday. Every time we go down to dad's visiting Santa Barbara is a must, for three main reasons. One, to shop at Whole Foods and get some of our favorite tonic water for our drinkiepoos (it is Whole Foods 365 brand); Two, to shop at Trader Joe's and get whatever we need from there (usually tea, olive oil, soy sauce, and various other things we like); and Three, to eat lunch at Harry's Plaza Cafe (click here for their website). This has become a tradition every time we go to see dad, we must eat lunch at Harry's sometime before we leave. The reason we like it so much is it is a throw-back to the old days, and I do mean the old, old days of like the 50's and 60's. They have great food, too, and they always bring you a small plate of sourdough bread, sour cream, and their signature salsa to munch on while you wait on your order. The atmosphere is quiet and subdued, unlike most restaurants these days. You can actually carry on a conversation and hear what is being said. They have red leather booths and pictures all over the wall of different celebrities and dignitaries who have eaten there. It's just a very interesting place.

Harry's Plaza Cafe

After our trip to Santa Barbara we headed over to dad's house to spend some time with the family. With it being the playoffs to the World Series, we settled in to what would be our evening routine for the next couple of weeks: drinkiepoo, dinner and baseball.

The next day, Tuesday, we took a trip over to Ojai (pronounced Oh-Hi). This is a little artsy, spiritualistic community that we absolutely love (visit the city website here). A couple of years ago we briefly entertained the fantasy that we would move there, but reality eventually set in and we realized it was not possible. Still, we do like to make the trip whenever we are in the area, as it is only about 40 minutes away. One reason we like to go there is to visit Bart's Books (visit website here). This is an "outdoor" type bookstore because it is a structure that has no roof! The books, which are mostly under little overhangs, do not seem to suffer from the weather. Ojai is located in a somewhat dry valley, and I don't think they get a whole lot of rain. Also when in Ojai, we very much enjoy walking around the backside of their main street shops. The front side is right up against a busy highway and is very noisy, but the backside has trees and grass and benches to sit on. We got a sandwich and some chips at the Rainbow Bridge grocery store (website here) and ate our lunch while sitting on a bench people-watching.

Ojai post office

We returned to home base and decided to go in search of Little Free Libraries in Carpinteria, which is the town below the hills where dad lives. We found all three of them and also dropped off some painted rocks from the Yakima Valley Rocks Facebook group.

The next day, Wednesday, we decided to take a walk down on the beach before we had to begin our duties looking after dad. Linda's sister and brother-in-law were not leaving for their vacation until after lunch, so we drove down to Carpinteria State Beach for a walk. The weather was perfect with a slight breeze blowing. I think it had been years since we had walked on a beach, and it felt good.

I took a few videos. I thought it might be nice to show the hills opposite the beach, which is where dad lives.

We had a nice walk along the beach and ran across some really interesting things. Someone had made a sort of "art project" on the beach. Linda added her touch to it and I took a picture to document it for posterity.

Modern art?

I thought this was a pretty cool piece of seaweed.

Looking out over the ocean from State Beach you can see a number of structures out on the horizon that look like ships.  Upon zooming in on them with my camera, I could see that they were not ships but were oil drilling platforms. Linda says there used to be way more of them, but as they became inoperable they were taken down. I can't imagine going to the beach back in the day and seeing those things scattered all over the place!

Oil drilling platform

There were lots of birds walking along the shore, and some of them were kind enough to pose for me.

A big difference between the beaches on the West coast versus the beaches on the East coast is the amount of shells that are washed up on the shore. I don't think we saw any shells on the beach during our walk. Intact, whole shells are quite rare on the beaches out West. Back East, the beaches are littered with shells of all kinds. We used to walk on Holden Beach and pick up buckets full of perfect shells every time.

Upon leaving the beach we happened upon this cute sculpture that was just begging me to take its picture.

PARTING SHOT

As per my agreement with Summer Girl, for the posts about our trip we are going to have different pictures of birds stand in for her in the Parting Shot. Here is a picture of a very different kind of bird. Can anyone guess what it is? I will tell you that it is not a bird native to this country. I will reveal its name on next week's blog.

Mystery bird

That's all for now. I hope everyone has a wonderful Thanksgiving Day and I hope we all can refrain from eating too much...yeah, good luck with that!

TRIP TO DAD'S: PART ONE ~ PARTING SHOT

TRIP TO DAD'S: PART ONE

We left Yakima on October 14th at 7:00am and it was 26 degrees outside in Yakima. So you can imagine that we were eager to get to California and a little warmth. We made the boring ride through the eastern part of Oregon...at least the speed limit isn't 55 statewide like it was a couple years ago. We saw lots of open fields and then lots of trees. The 10-hour drive was uneventful and we stopped for the night at Red Bluff, our halfway point. We had our traditional beers and supper at Applebee's, a block from our motel. We like this set up so we can walk back to the motel.

10 hours driving down, 10 more to go!

The next day we set out on the second leg of our trip, leaving the motel at 7:15am. We had decided to go down Interstate 5 to get to Dad's, as it is supposedly a bit faster. We had done this years before but we couldn't remember if it was faster or not. We usually go down Highway 101 because the scenery is better, but this time we opted for speed. So, we proceeded down I-5. The further we got along on it, the more the scenery became monotonous and boring, even worse than Eastern Oregon. From about the halfway point on I-5, we saw nothing but dry, brown hills and fields, with the wind making a haze of dust in the air so that we could barely make out the surrounding hills.

Picture taken early on, before it got really boring

There was no scenery of note, no towns to ride through or even come close to, nothing to indicate where we even were. We started to wonder if we were even going anywhere, and at one point Linda remarked, "How can we be sure we're on the right road?" I replied, "We might even be in Mexico by now and not know it!" I checked my watch and announced, "It's 1:35." Linda gasped, "You're kidding me!! You mean to say it's only been an hour since you last checked the time? It seems like days." We rode on for what seemed like forever, about to go insane from the boredom and then...in the distance...came a glimmer of hope! Cries of "Hallelujah!" went up from the passenger seat, and our intrepid driver wept tears of joy. For there, approaching slowly on the horizon, was our salvation...The Grapevine.

The Grapevine

For those of you who don't know, The Grapevine is a long, windy road over Tejon Pass in the Tehachapi Mountains, and includes a 6% grade, which is always fun (not). But it was a welcome sight as there is plenty of scenery to look at while making the trip over this pass. And it signaled that we were getting closer to our destination at Dad's house with only about an hour left to go.

Finally, some scenery!

We arrived at our motel at 4:15pm, which was actually about an hour sooner than we would have arrived if we had gone down Highway 101, proving that it is indeed faster. But I don't know if it was worth the mental anguish of enduring that boring, boring, boring drive down I-5. Did I mention it was boring? We would be staying at this motel for three days until Linda's sister and brother-in-law left to go on vacation, at which point we would move into their RV. After settling in to our motel, we went up the hill to Dad's house and enjoyed a nice visit with everyone, including cocktails and dinner...and baseball! After all, it was the playoffs leading up to the World Series. It has always been a treat watching baseball with Dad because he really loves it. We left a bit early and went back to the motel because we were exhausted.

PARTING SHOT

Since Summer Girl wasn't with us on the trip and would not pose for a picture for my friend who was taking care of her, I don't have a parting shot of her. I have discussed what to do about the "Parting Shot" with Summer Girl and she is perfectly fine with a bird picture as substitution. I didn't show her what bird picture I would be posting, so I'm not sure if she would be happy about my choice!

Turkey Vultures perched in a tree outside our motel room

Coming up in next week's blog edition:  Day trips to Santa Barbara and Ojai. Be sure to check back next week for more on our trip to Dad's!

THE BLOG IS BACK!!

THE BLOG IS BACK!!

As some of you may have guessed, it wasn't Summer Girl who was on vacation the past few weeks, it was Linda and I, hence the absence of blog posts. We drove down to Carpinteria, California, to stay with Linda's dad while Linda's sister and brother-in-law took a much-needed vacation. I did try to publish the blog while we were gone using my iPad, but it was just too problematic because the blog program is a Google product and the iPad is an Apple product. The two are not always compatible. We are home now and I am sorting through the many, many pictures and videos that I took. It is taking longer than I anticipated because I'm having to deal with pictures on my phone, my iPad, and my camera. Plus, Linda contributed some pictures that she took with her iPad. So now I am trying to get everything offloaded, uploaded, and downloaded. I am afraid I will not be able to get the blog up today, which is my traditional blog-posting day. However, I will be working diligently to get it posted as soon as I can. You know I want it to be right, and that takes time.

PARTING SHOT

To tide you over until I make the next post, here is a picture of guess who from 2012....