05 Apr

Day One: Rome

Amazingly, no problems getting bikes to Italy. The boxes were untouched, and after about two hours we had the bikes together and took them down the stairs, fully loaded with double panniers, where signs indicated we would find the train. What awaited was two flights of stairs up — it was an underpass. We thought about it and put the loaded bikes carefully on the escalator. Nothing bad happened.

Then we bought tickets for a different train than the one we actually took but I think the conductor simply didn’t want to deal with a couple of non-italian speakers, especially with the bikes, so he punched the tickets and let us alone. Another bit of luck got us off at the right station and to our Air BnB spot. Yay! Here’s hoping this luck holds!

Today we went to the Coliseum and Palatine Hill and the Roman forums and wandered around. That stuff is amazing for its age and all but what I ended up thinking about was not how it was in some gilded past, but how it has changed.

Near the forum, a sign informed us that the stone paved street we stood on, Via Nova, had been built over the ruins of a house. The coliseum was built over what had been an artificial and decorative lake Nero had built. In the Palatino area, windows had obviously been bricked over in centuries past as many places as walls had been rebuilt in the last hundreds years. One of the displays in the Colosseum described a massive fire, after which a new neighborhood was built on top of four meters of rubble. The restoration work for the benefit of twenty-first century tourism is only the most recent of more than two thousand years of remodeling. In another half millennium, it may become something new again.

03 Apr

New Adventures – Bike Touring in Europe

My husband and I are leaving tomorrow for a bike tour of Southern Europe.* We are flying to Rome and from there we will start to meander towards Spain.
I say meander because we don’t have any specific plans except for the first five days in Rome. We’ll stay and see the sights, get over jet lag and witness whatever Catholic extravaganza accompanies Easter in Rome. I don’t really know what Easter in Rome will be like–and yes, I could probably just Google it, but then there’s no surprise–but I imagine it involves more parades and less chocolate rabbits than in America.
It’s all speculation right now, though. What’s concrete and knowable is what we’re packing, although of course there’s some speculation involved about what items we really need.
So, this is what I’m planning to use for the next two months.
Click to biggify!
Not all of my purple items show up that well
against the purple bedspread. Go figure.

First, everything is going to go into the Ortlieb Backroller Classic Panniers, which I got in the awesome yellow dot style.

More or less from left to right

  • Gray North Face polyester/merino long sleeve warm layer
  • Light blue tank top, light blue sleeveless bike jersey
  • Black Mountain Hardware long sleeve (something like this)
  • Tan long sleeve button up quick drying shirt
  • Merrell Women’s Bare Access Arc shoes – less than 10 oz. for the pair!
  • Shimano mountain biking style bike shoes
  • Novara Express 2.0 bike jacket in beautiful purple, black rain pants
  • 2x Canari gel liner cycle shorts, 3x non-cotton quick drying undies, 2x Moving Comfort sports bras, 4x cycle socks
  • Merrell Alexandra dress, which is so comfy that I sleep it in all the time, and black leggings to wear under it or on cold cycling days
  • Bike helmet
  • 2x pair of shorts, one purple, one blue-gray, and a pair of capri length spandex, something like this
  • 1x batik sarong for use as scarf, towel, skirt, etc and 1x purple tiedye bandana
  • Orange REI stuff travel pack
  • Mess of toiletries/first aid, incl. one wee loofah, one bottle Dr. Bronner’s soap, one large bottle sunscreen, bandaids, neosporin, painkillers, hand sanitizer, tiger balm, chapstick, handwarmers
  • Small camera w/ case & battery charger
  • Little blue flashlight
  • Kindle, small notebook, pencil
  • Lady kit
  • Shea butter & tea tree/vitamin E creme for prevention & treatment of saddle sores
  • Red dry bag containing REI Halo 40 degree down bag
  • 3L platypus bladder
  • Sunglasses
  • Leatherman, multi-tool, bike lights, spare tubes, patch kit, chain lube
  • You can never have too many zip ties

Not pictured – toothbrush and a few other personal items, sleeping pad (I’m about to swap this for this because dammit, for two months of regularly sleeping on the ground, I want that extra half inch of cushion), and my husband’s pile of gear, and the common gear – a variety of tools, spare parts, a tent, the same cookset and sporks we take camping, the initial set of trail mix we’ll be bringing along so when we get to Rome and we’ve been awake forever but we have to be awake a little longer to put the bikes together and figure out how to get to where we’re staying we will be sleepy but not starving.

And there’s also the bikes, which are semi-disassembled and packed into boxes which are triple reinforced with tape at all the corners. We’ve said a few prayers of safety over them, and I made some hand-written signs that say

Please, be gentle with my bike! His/Her name is Virgil/Beatrice and we are going from Rome to Barcelona.

Per favore, siate gentile con la mia bicicletta! Il suo nome e Virgil/Beatrice e stiamo andando da Roma a Barcellona.

(Because we’re heading towards Barcelona, at least.) But my taller half says I’m not allowed to tape them to the boxes in case we somehow have to convince the check in agents that these bike boxes do not in fact contain bikes. Just crazy American cardboard luggage. Very sustainable. I’m sure it’ll soon be the next big craze, just wait for it to catch on across the pond, amirite? I’m not sure how that will go down with British Airways but we already made sure boxes are within the specified measurements for British Airways so it has to go smoothly. *fingers crossed*

*If your reaction is anything like 100% of the people we’ve told about this, then yeah, I know you’re jealous. Except maybe for the biking uphill in the Alps part.

29 Oct

The East Coast is a dangerous place

Looking through my journal from the second summer of guiding, for information to back up a paper I’m writing, I ran across this particularly anecdotal day.

14 July, 2005

No guests at all today, after breakfast. Cleaned the stove and scrubbed and waxed the kitchen floor. A man and his two sons came to buy fishing licenses from Nelda. She introduced me as a local girl who just finished college back east.

“I went to the East Coast once,” the man said. “I got arrested.”

He told the story:

“I was just a kid and I drove across the country with an older man, our neighbor in California. He was a trucker. We got there and he was beat, so he was sleeping, and I went to go do our laundry; we’d been on the road for a while.

“This little black kid come in, and asked me to buy him a beer. I said, ‘I can’t buy beer, I’m sixteen.’ The kid said, ‘yeah, but you look eighteen.’ So I went over and I bought him a beer and one for me.’

“We’re doing our laundry and drinking our beer. I never drank before, I thought, ‘this is pretty good.’ I went back and I bought some whiskey, and I woke up in jail.”

He shook his head. “I wouldn’t go east of the Continental Divide now, that’s where people change.”

One his sons asked “What state was that in?”

“Buffalo, New York.”

I caught another fish and watched an ugly brown cloud of smoke roll across from Homer. The sun turned orange.

This time I brought home most the whole fish, less the tail intestines and the bloodline. Froze the fillets and boiled the backbone and head, picked the meat off, and threw the bones out, added onions and rice for soup.

Looking in the Cooking Alaskan cookbook, it said the Aleuts would mix salmon liver with berries and seal oil. I tried it with blueberries [without seal oil], but I don’t think I will again. The liver tasted okay (boiled intil white and mashed) and the blueberries tasted fine, but they weren’t a great mix. But you never know unless you try!

26 Sep

A McSweeney’s list from the call center of Princess Cruises and Tours

Among the things I have run across while packing: a McSweeney’s style list from when I worked in the call center for Princess Cruises & Tours.

Comments we would like to make to someone who wants to go to Alaska on a ship which spends the summer in the Mediterranean

“I bet you do.”

“You may find Alaska a little different this year. You know, global warming, they’ve done some landscaping.”

“Don’t be surprised if you find Alaskans don’t speak English.”

“Eskimos look a lot like Italians. Very fond of scooters.”

“Good luck with that.”

01 Aug

Ferry to Alaska

Had a chill time on the ferry.. saw humpbacks and Dall’s porpoises. Haines was lovely, as was the mother of a friend we stayed with, who had a big dog and an enormous cat. We drove to the river mouth there and saw a momma grizzly with twins catching fish, and some seals in the river as well. Lots of eagles around as well.

Drove up to Tok yesterday, passed through Canada. Saw a couple of cute and curious Arctic ground squirrels and a pair of coyotes (separately). I saw a black bear, but Alex missed it as the driver. We stayed in the Tok Motel, which was less run-down than I expected for a place behind a liquor store.

Today we’ve made it to Anchorage, passing through a lot of gorgeous, though mostly socked in, scenery. Saw the Matanuska Glacier, which was an impressive big pile of ice. Also went through some impressive road construction work. Saw a swan and a couple of rabbits.

Still haven’t seen any moose or caribou. We’re headed off to the Ressurrection Pass Trail, which will go through alpine lands and hopefully we’ll see some marmots and such.

That’s the wildlife update! Off to the wilds again…

25 Jul

Heading North

Off to the wilds again!

I’m about to take off for a long trip to Alaska. I haven’t been home in over two years, so I am super overdue. I’ll try to put accounts and photos up here, but it seems like the more interesting things happen, the less time I have to report back on them. Funny how that works.

Rough Itinerary
July 25-28 – Ferry from Bellingham, WA to Haines, AK
July 29 – Haines
July 30-31 – Drive from Haines to Hope, AK
Aug 1-5 – Hike Resurrection Pass Trail
Aug 8 – Fly out of Homer to see BEARS!
Aug 16-22 – Probably hiking in Wrangell-St. Elias National Park.
End of August – Denali
First week of Sept – Fairbanks
Around Sept 8 – Bonnie flies back to Seattle, Alex drives back to Haines & puts car on return ferry.

Safety
Yes, we each have a first aid kit, and bear spray. The trip to see bears is a guided trip in a place where guided trips go every summer day the weather allows. On our deepest back-country trip, we’ll be accompanied by my dad, who works for a fire department, has been an EMT for about twenty years, and does plenty of backcountry trips on a regular basis.

We’ve got a spot beacon, which links up with a sattelite and sends one of three messages to a select list of email addresses and cell phones. The options are OK, HELP and OH-SHIT-SEND-THE-MOUNTIES. Alex has got it figured out to have the messages go here as well, so you can check them if you like. Coordinates and a Google maps link are included in each message.

I wasn’t planning on bringing my cell phone, but I think I will actually do so, and maybe try to update my voice mail message when I get service, so if you call me you’ll get something along the lines of “Hi, you’ve reached Bonnie’s phone. It’s July 24 and we’re getting on a ferry tomorrow for three days to Haines, Alaska. Still alive, haven’t done too much packing yet.”

So far, (haven’t quite left yet) the only thing that has gone wrong is that my cat, overnight, pulled out my carefully prepared bag of bags of dinner food and chewed a hole in one. Zatarain’s Red Beans & Rice smells like something tasty, so maybe we had better eat that one in a campground rather than on a trail somewhere…

Oh, and there’s apparently a foot of snow in Wrangell-St. Elias, which might melt off or might become two feet of snow before we get there, but we haven’t made any reservations with the air company to fly in for our hike there. Maybe we will bail and go somewhere else?