Sunday, July 26, 2009

Friday: of atlatls and tomahawks



In which we get a sense of local history

I’ve always wanted to check out a local historic site in Jeffers, MN. The Jeffers Petroglyphs state historic site is about a half hour from here and as we were heading off to check out prehistoric MN a friend of my uncle’s arrived with his buckskins and old weapons, both native and settler. What an interesting morning.

In Jeffers we met Chuck, and archeologist anthropologist and incredibly pleasant geek, who showed us the carvings and explained that they range from 1500-9000 years old and that they are carvings from many different eras and regions. Chuck would fit right in with our family. Very cool. We spent the morning there and headed back to Shetek, which we were soon to learn means Pelican in the local language.

Herb was there to show us a bunch of really cool things and to teach us how to throw a tomahawk. As we did some atlatl assisted throwing at Jeffers, it was interesting to throw the tomahawk.



Highlights of Friday:
Herb and his buckskins
Ancient carvings
Atlatls
The boat taking kids “tubing”
The boat breaking down – and getting repaired! So disappointment turns to BIG fun.
Turkey and stuffing
Naps
Al talking to me about Drupal and getting me intrigued to look at it.

Thursday: In which Jeff and John...



In which Jeff and John play a round of golf and a boat follows them home.

John (my brother-in-law) arrived in time for dinner Wednesday, and the pop-up trailer that he pulled from Illinois blew a tire in spectacular fashion just outside the camp. Spectacular. Peeled the tread off just like an orange. So, because he and Jeff (my cousin-in-law who had spent the night in the back of a pick-up truck under a mosquito net) felt the urge to play a round of golf they went to a nearby camper supply store to drop off the wheel. They got their round of golf in, and when they picked up the wheel found a boat for rent. So they rented this little lake runabout that hadn’t been started in two years.

Other features of Thursday:
Tim’s tire and bungee cord swings in the oak tree
An idea to repair the shower house.
The beginnings of the water slide
The arrival of the way too adorable little ones
Liz driving to Brookings to pick up Mom.
First campfire
Lemon garlic chicken and an invented dish of roasted turnips and mint.
Nick, Abby & Pirc arriving – and hitting a skunk with the car (stinky).
Sunset boating with the inevitable breakdown of the boat (two year old gas).

In which we move into camp



Moving into the camp – today we moved the food and supplies to the camp. It was, as always, a major military operation requiring two vehicles and a number of sorties some anticipated, some surprises.

Sam had packed Mom’s van with the stored supplies in her basement (dishtowels, pie irons, tents, chairs, giant coffee pots) and then reloaded the van with the food that we had purchased. We pulled out of her house and headed for Nick’s hamburgers.

Nick’s is a youth memory. We didn’t eat there all the time because although Spartan, Nick’s burgers as a per unit price are not inexpensive, but they were the first meal that I had in Brookings in 1964. They are small burgers, cooked in fat on a flattop, served as doubles and singles in soft, delicious buns that are not the typical hamburger bun but more of a yeasty dinner roll. Getting a double with cheese and everything means that you get catsup (not ketchup), onions, mustard relish. Your burger might have a toothpick through it to hold it together. No fries, chips. And if we sat at the counter we always had a chocolate milk poured from one of those food service stainless steel dispensers into a wavy glass. To- go burgers always are presented in a white bag with the order written on the side of the bag. I had two doubles with cheese with everything. This digression took a little bit of time, but we had a great lunch and made it to Camp Shetek only 15 minutes later than our appointed time.

The camp was in good shape with most everything essential in working order and only the shower house apparently out of commission. When we fired up the water there was a leak that caused water to come squirting out at a 90° angle to the ground. Talk about “in your face.” We did some major scrubbing of the bathrooms and the kitchen and unloaded the van full of food. Produce was still to come. So we waited.

Phone service is spotty, but we got all got a voicemail from Al – the RV that they rented from someone on Craig’s List (who wanted to sell it for $1000 and Wendy convinced them to rent it for $200.) broke down. They were waiting for AAA to come and tow them in. Liz went off to the rescue and Sam took Mom’s van off to Marshall to pick up the rest of the stuff in storage.

Everyone arrived at once. Liz was called off the rescue as AAA had arrived. She returned followed closely by Al and Wendy pulled by a tow truck and Tim in the troop carrier full of people and cases of produce.

Provisions 95% here, we made pizza and salad and the party started.

In which we hunt and gather for the big shindig


My sister and I went to Sioux Falls today to provision for the family reunion. We filled two flatbeds at Sam's Club and totally entertained all the folks (both employees and shoppers) at the check out. We only purchased a small amount of produce. Highlights:
30#s of pork loin
18 loaves of bread, 8 dozen sausage rolls, 8 dozen dinner rolls
8#s of butter
The BIG olive oil (and we ran out)
2 cases of potato chips

On the way home up I-29 to Brookings, I grabbed this photo from the car. A picture perfect South Dakota day.

Saturday, August 2, 2008

This land is your land... part 1

Well, we saw the redwood forests and the mountains and the valleys and the ocean!

No internet connection where we were, so the posts about this past week will be after the fact by a bit, but I hope that my memory is only clearer and not foggy (like the weather at Sea Ridge)!

We flew into San Francisco on the 24th. We got in close to 9:30 PM PDT (so our body clocks were NOT happy) and we navigated the crazy long walk to the bags to the monorail to the rental car. Nutty! We were on the road heading toward Rt101 in the dark going to Inverness. Liz was waiting up for us and we settled in to the Cliff House for the night. The place that we stayed was on the lee side of the mountain so it was wonderfully sunny but cool.

The next morning I walked with the girls from #55 to #601 - Sea Ridge, my cousins' house in Inverness. 25 minutes to walk because it was mostly uphill at a serious grade. Much hugging made the climb worthwhile.

Thursday, August 23, 2007

Sun, sun , sun, here it comes...

Finalmente! Sunshine, surf, smiling children, sunburn! We finally had a beach day. We repaired to the beach at high tide for wave jumping, sunning, and general merriment. We got salty, sandy, and sleepy. The waves were challenging, especially as you were trying to keep your footing as the water ebbed out and another wave came crashing in. I got stuffed only once, but worked hard to stay on my feet.

Tonight we had a feast for Sam - giant shrimp and a delicious steak. Corn (from the ACME in case you are curious), favorite beans, jasmine rice, roasted carrots, cake [a secret family recipe - Betty Crocker] and Edy's fudge swirl ice cream.

Must run down and get our gifts [lite] for Sam. With many promises for cooler things when we get home, we have birthday tokens for Sam.

The Beach, the Wind, and the Sun's Guest Appearance

So, by ten this morning we gamely headed to the beach. No rain, but serious overcast. Low tide today as at 9:10AM, so the waves were less intimidating and we had a chance to get in. The girls were shiver-lipped when they got out as the water was a bit warmer than the air.

Martha and Bob joined us at the beach in a bit, and hung out with us in the wind. It was not really pleasant, although we were sure we were going to milk any enjoyment possible out of the experience. Claire does not go out in the sun, and she doesn't like the sand, so we were not able to coax her to the surf.



We all cheered when the sun came out for a peek, and then it got startled by the applause and went back behind the curtain of gray. The wind got progressively fresher, so Martha used the umbrella to make a beachy yurt. The little girls scoured up all the available towels and used them as rugs. The new towels that Claire bought have not been washed yet, and they leave a light lint coating on your salty skin. Hannah looked really blue until we realized that she was really blue - from the lint. This bugged her more than being blue from cold, and it rolled up as we brushed it off.



We went back to the house for lunch, and the sun has appeared fully now along with blue sky. We will go back to the beach in a bit. High tide is at 3:30 today.

Emily actually is here - really - here's a picture that I am sure she will hate. And yeah, I can't figure out how to rotate photos so they will stay rotated. I'm sure with photoshop...: