Sunday, December 19, 2010

Austin, Texas

 the one, the only: SALOME

So happy to visit Austin twice in one year!  We came down in May on a road trip with our best buddies Ally & Marc.  Now we're back to eat more tacos, climb more rock, and hang out more with Austin-ite/former Smith student/best bud Salome.

We made a beeline from Junction to Taco Deli - one of the best food joints ever, then spent a night unwinding with Salome.

The next day Sanch made us breakfast and we walked to the Barton Creek Greenbelt in search of climbable rock.

(passerby jealous of our hammock)

We climbed a route that we learned was a 5.9 top rope climb, but "x-rated" lead climb -- there is one tricky spot where a lead climber could take a very bad lead fall.  Thank you Sancho, our fearless leader.

 unstoppable!

That night, we hung out with Sal's fun group of friends around a campfire.  We met some of the kids back in May, so it was like seeing old pals.  I made Sal this cable knit & garter stitch pouch for her digital camera.  We were sad to say goodbye.

 must. cover. all. technology. with. fiber.

Saturday, December 18, 2010

Junction, Texas

After spending the previous night at shitty Sumner Lake State Park near Fort Sumner, New Mexico, we hauled some 600-odd miles down New Mexico and across Texas.  Our original destination was a state park in Texas that promised to be similar in format to Sumner Lake - a state park built around a "lake" created by man and then passed off as a "natural" point of interest.  To be clear, there are NO LAKES in the desert.  All the "lakes" are misnomers for a dammed river/concrete jungle.

We reached the "lake" state park in early afternoon and decided to trek on to South Llano River State Park in Junction, Texas.  It was a beauty of a spot -- lots of land, hike & bike trails, free fishing (no license required - it's the Texas state park way), and two bird blinds.  I'm not exactly a bird watcher, but these bird blinds were incredible.  Apparently all it takes to see awesome birdie action is a fenced-in area and copious birdseed.  I got the low-down from a lady park ranger -- South Llano River S.P. has been feeding the birds religiously for over ten years.  That'll do it.

We had the walk-in tent campground to ourselves.

The campground host was a friendly "full time RVer."  He had quite the rig -- an enormous trailer, ample truck, and a golf cart for easy campground locomotion.  Only in America.

Despite what you may think about Texas, west Texas sure is nice.  The land is immense, the sky is huge, people are nice, and the speed limit on the interstate is 80 mph.  And you can buy Shiner beer.

Friday, December 17, 2010

(near) Weston, Colorado

mountain home

met the people & spot of our wildest/best dreams -- 2 dykes that live on top of a 9,000 foot mountain in southern Colorado - built the place with their own hands - off grid - five dogs - six cats - retro trailers - wood-fired hot tub - create awesomeness - flanked by 13,000 footers - have an empty cabin with our name on it - need help building their trails - remote - making a campground - amazing and beautiful people & pets... yeah.  We like.

dog daze

 
solar array

canyon cabin

hangboard equipped

sweet skies

Idgie

snow-capped 13,000 footers

 finished this sock - now I need to make another one

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Chimayo, New Mexico

After leaving Wind Spirit, we sought out the small public library (the quest for free wifi!) in the quaint town of Globe, Arizona.  Took the scenic route through some crazy canyonlands and eventually camped in Apache-Sitgreaves National Forest in northeast Arizona after eating lots of DairyQueen(TM).

Apache-Sitgreaves National Forest

free camping

En route, we saw some people on their own trips:
-- A couple of young dudes all bare-chested and drenched in sweat climbing the canyon roads on their bikes, loaded with camping gear.
-- A middle-aged man walking the road & hitched to his back were one of those little bike trailers people affix behind their bikes in order to haul their kids around.. except his was filled with gear... Whatever it takes.

View from our campsite:

evening light

morning light

 she climby

In western New Mexico our sometimes-wonky but ever-friendly GPS unit "Tom-Tom" ("Tommie") led us to El Malpais National Monument.  A beauty of a spot!

she climby

El Malpais

natural bridge

sand bluffs

the black stuff in the valley is hardened lava flows
the mountains in the background are volcanoes

can't stop climbing

beauty rocks

self-timed

ruins

Our destination in New Mexico was Jenny - Sancho's sister Anni's best friend from Philadelphia.  She's really from Matamoras, PA, which means she's my one-hour radius neighbor from back east.  She lives north of Santa Fe in the small town of Chimayo.  It's beautiful there.

Chimayo

Jenny has a great dog named Bowie and a cat named Miranda and a kitten named Booger.  We were in heaven.

puppy love

our hike was too steep for baby Bowie

Jenny showed us a great time - first off, she took us to the spa that she works at and finagled us a free hot tub/cold plunge/sauna session.  Hell yeah.
 
We slept in her woodstove-heated home in Chimayo.  We visited El Santuario de Chimayo.  She took us to the goat farm she used to work at, and we had campfires and homemade wine with some locals.  She set up her friend to change my oil and filter. We went to a flea market with lots of crafts where I purchased some Christmas presents.  Basically, she hooked us up.  Thanks, Jenny!

Thursday, December 9, 2010

(near) Globe, Arizona

route 60, west of Globe

We visited Wind Spirit Community, located in the Sonoran desert about 30 miles south of Globe -- one of the oldest intentional communities in the United States.  It formed in the 1970s under the name Christmas Star Community.  The land was almost lost during the 1990s, but some clever hippies formed a folk band and toured the country to raise money to buy the land (somehow, it worked).

view of Wind Spirit from their mountain

Wind Spirit sees hundreds of visitors yearly.  The community also hosts yoga retreats and permaculture workshops.

I hoped Wind Spirit would have a variety of members - some old, some young, some kids, women, you know.  But at this point in time it is home to mostly older, retired men.  There is one young woman there who is skilled in crochet.  I bought these slipper-shoes from her.  They are a dream.

shoes by Sylvia 

We had a great time bushwhacking (cactuswhacking) through the nearby mountains.


I learned a hard lesson - WEAR BOOTS in the desert.  Since it was so warm we just had to wear sandals -- a painful mistake.  The moment I took my eyes off the ground I slammed my big toe into several spines of a Cholla cactus.  Ow.  Luckily, we had our sharp Geber(R) blade with us -- I sliced the embedded spines off the cactus and plucked them out one by one.  Simple surgery.  Another lesson learned -- relax and the spines come out easier.

The cactus incident was just the universe's way of giving me this lucky horseshoe.  It was on the ground right near the spot where I got whacked by the Cholla.  Amazing!

thanks universe!

On the outskirts of Wind Spirit's land we found this charming shack nestled in a canyon -- our Wind Spirit home (if we lived there).

simply charming!

close up!

There are two Indian ruin sites on Wind Spirit's land (and tons in the surrounding area, and in all of the southwest).  Here's one:

ruins

Wind Spirit is nicely laid out - there are no central buildings, unless you count the kitchen.  At night, in case you forget your flashlight, the little dirt paths connecting everything are lit at ground level by solar-powered lights.  All of the homes and structures are small and cute as if built for the gnomes that we are.

dome home

sweet privy

open air sink

igloo thing - toasty at night (collects heat from sun during day)

bus village

back of "media bus"

 large/awesome fire pit, wood-fired sauna in back

chickens

signage

Overall, we learned a lot about cacti, met a few characters, ate delicious meals prepared for us, went in the sauna, saw the milky way, & generally enjoyed the sky, the land, and being covered in dust.

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Joshua Tree, California

 Jumbo Rocks

Joshua Tree is Sancho's favorite national park (so far).  It is located where two deserts - the Mojave and the Colorado - collide.  The Mojave desert part of the park is probably what comes to mind if you've ever seen pictures of Joshua Tree or been there -- the cactus-like Joshua trees and the rough rocks with pleasing curves.

The Colorado desert, on the other hand, is located on the east side of the park and is less frequented by visitors -- probably because there are few (if any) Joshua Trees and no big rocks to climb.  But the Colorado desert is home to interesting plants that do not grow in the Mojave.  For example, the cholla cactus.

cholla cactus

We took an interesting side trip to Keys Point lookout, where we came across a couple scattering someone's ashes to the wind and a sweet view of the San Andreas Fault.  It was all very epic.

San Andreas Fault

In the picture above, the San Andreas fault is not the bumpy hills in the foreground (those are Indio Hills), and not the big mountains in the background, but the distinct and straight ridge at low elevation between the bumpy Indio Hills and big mountains.

We camped, we hiked, we looked for bolted rock routes but found only sketchy ones.  There are thousands of routes at Joshua Tree; it is a sort of climbing mecca.  We avoided the popular spots (and probably all the bolted routes) like Hidden Valley where we saw tons of climbers.  Next time we'll bring a climber friend or a guide book.

Not to be left out of the rock climbing action, nearly every rock we encountered was scalable without the use of rope.  Felt free.


One reason Joshua Tree is so appealing is that despite its desert climate and inhospitable (to humans) landscape, the curved rocks form a sort of rock garden that gives a feeling of shelter and positive energy  Plus, you get the sense that you are not lost in a great abyss, as you do in so many other deserts (like the Colorado & Death Valley).  But, of course, you are lost in a great abyss.

I knit this little pouch that turned out to be just the right size for my squat little cell phone.  Why is it so satisfying to cover technology with sweaters??


At the moment we're in a Super 8 motel in Phoenix, Arizona.  We're about to visit Windspirit Community.