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Wednesday, September 25, 2024

Idaho Part 3 - Boise

The final leg of the vacation had us returning to Boise. After five weeks, the trip was slowly drawing to a close. Over 50 hours of driving. 8 states. Lots of airline miles. I had the sense that my daughters were running out of steam and were looking to get back to their routines, their friends, etc.

There was a considerable amount of smoke in Boise from the various fires in the region. At times I could feel it in my eyes. It’s not healthy to do too much exercise outside in these conditions. Consequently, I did most of my exercising in the gym. I did a couple of early morning runs but I kept them relatively short.

smokey early morning run

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We were supposed to stay with my younger sister but she was having knee surgery. Thankfully I have another sibling in town and we stayed at her wonderful place located on the Boise River. I must say, all of my siblings live in cool locations so staying with any of them is fun. Plus we all get along well.


One of the mornings in Boise we went to a park and watched the cousins’ soccer practice. I don’t know who the coach was but he was amazing. I’m not sure how you keep more than a dozen little kids in line. I’ve worked with kids that age before and it’s like herding cats. This guy was some sort of child-whisperer. In addition to always being in control, they were having tons of fun and learning skills. People like that don’t get enough credit. 

neighborhood pool to ourselves

 
family get-together

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Priya was scheduled to leave three days early to spend time in Washington DC with friends - a continuation of her birthday. That meant I was single dad for a few days. We would need to run errands, pack and mix in some fun every now and then. The time flew by and soon we would say our goodbyes and were on our way. The plan was to meet up with Priya in Amsterdam and fly back to Nairobi together. It worked out as planned. 

Mt. Ranier poking through the clouds

 

As fun as it all was, it was good to be home.

Tuesday, September 24, 2024

Idaho Part 2 - The Mountains

Though backpacking is a recreational activity, it does involve a lot of work and preparation to do it well. We’ve been doing this almost every year for the last decade or so which makes it easier, but there are things that add a twist to the preparations. One is that the girls grow each year and we need to modify their gear accordingly. The other thing that has complicated the process from one year to the next has been tracking down our stuff. Given that we have a rental car each year that often doesn’t have sufficient space for all our backpacks and so forth, other members of my family have generously offered to help haul things. That can mean our stuff can end up in multiple locations. When we would prepare for the backpack trip, we would often not know what we had and what we didn’t. Now, with this storage in New Meadows, we hopefully have resolved this issue. 

okay, so it's not the most interesting photo, but it's satisfying
 

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Deep Lake

This was our third trip to this particular lake. For a while I was trying to choose a different lake each year. It can make it complicated when you don’t know how difficult the access road is, what the potential campsites might be like, how busy it might be, etc. Given our competing priorities this year, we opted on the path of least resistance and go to a known destination.

I prepared the packs the day before so that we could get an early start. The easy access road makes it a no-brainer for a rental car. I look forward to the day when I will have a vehicle of my own in this part of the world but it doesn’t make sense at this point. For now, we make do with a modest rental vehicle.

ready to go

The trail is a relatively steep mile or so up to a ridge offering some nice views as you climb. As the trail crests, it levels out the blue of the lake eventually begins to appear through the trees. Because the girls know the trail well by now, they were off like jack rabbits, even with their heavier packs this year.

no brainer

Though we always open the invitation for other members of the family to join us, it’s often not realistic. It’s fun either way but this year it would be just the four of us.

While there are similarities from one year to the next, there are differences. Frequently there are forest fires in the region and that was the case this year. The amount of smoke in the air fluctuated throughout the two days but it never cleared completely.

the campsite

The weather is another variable. Last year we had a storm that came upon us the morning we were breaking camp. It ended up being less of a storm than we feared but you just never know. Moreover, you don’t have cell reception in order to get up-to-date weather information (as was the case back in the old days). On this trip, we ended up having quite a bit of rain, including heavy rain the first night. Thankfully, we had just bought a large trap and the prior evening, anticipating possible rain during the night, made it into a canopy using about a hundred miles of bungy cords and straps. Ended up working like a charm.

colder than it looks

Over the course of the two days, we spent our time relaxing, reading, swimming in the lake, etc. No matter what, camping involves hours of various projects (collecting wood, cooking, filtering water, etc.). It’s the sort of thing that I enjoy. I probably spent more time on that sort of thing than I do relaxing. It’s how I’m wired.

the campfire - no screens

Deep Lake in the evening sun

The smoke obscured the normally stunning night sky. We did have a nearly full moon, which was wonderful, but a crystal-clear sky with bright stars all the way to the horizon is something that most people rarely, if ever, see.

the buck stops here

Overall, it was a fantastic couple of days. I would be happy to stay much longer, but we had things to do. The morning we broke camp, two deer appeared through the trees. It seemed to be a couple stepping out for a Thursday morning breakfast by the lake. Deer are commonplace in some places but seeing them in the wild like this is special. We stopped and watched them probably longer than we should have since we needed to meet family at our storage in New Meadows at noon. Eventually we were packed up, said our farewells to our beloved lake, and began making our way down the mountain. Hard to say if we will return next year or try someplace new. We have a year to sort that out.

success!

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Community Garden

My brother volunteers at a community garden. These exist in various forms across the US and in other countries, though I’ve never had any experience with one. When he pitched the idea for us to come and volunteer for a morning, I honestly wasn’t sure how helpful we would be. I’m very familiar with farming and gardening, I haven’t really had a garden as an adult given that I have mostly lived in apartments. We had briefly had a garden in Bujumbura but it didn’t do well. Everything seemed to be eaten by bugs.


This would be a new experience for the girls. It’s one of those blind spots that we need to rectify. They’ve had a rich childhood in many ways, but working the land hasn’t been a part of it. We frequently discuss getting a place that has a yard but that would inevitably take us farther from their school. The horrendous Nairobi traffic has kept us where we are, at least for now.


It was a beautiful summer morning and we all jumped right in and started helping pick and wash vegetables. The objective is to have enough to display on picnic tables for people to buy. It provides the community with inexpensive and healthy food. Proceeds go to maintaining the garden, equipment, etc.


In the end, the girls had a fantastic time. They’ve already been talking about volunteering next year.

Other Activities

hanging out at Payette Lake with the cousins

the crew
five on a paddle board


a dip in the hot springs

Monday, September 23, 2024

Idaho Part 1 - Magic Valley

As the month of August began, we made our way to Idaho. We had a full slate of activities and tasks ahead of us. The first event would be a family reunion.

Reunion

The impetus of the reunion was the 100th anniversary of my maternal grandparents’ wedding. From what I know, such a date is normally not a thing. People don’t commonly commemorate such a wedding anniversaries of people that are no longer living. For my family, it’s necessary to understand a bit about the near mythical legacy left behind by my grandparents. Though they were far from perfect, they did, for some reason, have a near unanimously positive impression on their descendants. Those that had the good fortune of knowing them would likely highlight a variety of attributes and/or experiences that, when put altogether, provides a collective memory that looms large even a quarter of century after their passing.


The event was simple. There were a few photos on display. A slide show had been prepared consisting of old photos (as well as a few of the descendants). The two surviving children, my mom and uncle, told a few stories. I’m not sure how many were there but it was a pretty good turnout. I hadn’t seen these people in decades, others I had never met. Not a bad idea for families to do this on occasion, though I don’t see this happening again anytime soon.

mom & the kids

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Cleaning

While we were in the Magic Valley, we stayed with my parents. The first task at hand was to take on the challenge of the garage. In addition to the need to clean and organize, there was the issue of my personal belongings taking up space in the middle. When I left the US in 1988, I had no intention of it being a 30-year career abroad. When I returned to the US for grad school and returned again in the early 2000s to work in California, each departure resulted in a few more things being left behind. And when you add to that the possessions we use while we are on vacation (summer/winter), it adds up to a lot of boxes and bags that need to be stored.

before

My sister graciously made her trailer available and I was able to load it up for transport to the storage that we built last summer on our property in New Meadows. Once that was done, it was time to clean and organize.

after

My job doesn’t offer me the same type of satisfaction you get from cleaning a garage or doing yardwork. Generally humanitarian contexts are messy when you arrive and (hopefully) less messy when you leave but will never be “clean”. And the process of making it less messy is messy. It took me years to be okay with that.

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beautiful Shoshone Falls

The remainder of the time in the Magic Valley was spent balancing work and play. I don’t always get the balance right but, generally speaking, it was a fruitful visit. 

girls handling power tools...

rodeo time

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We then headed north to spend a week in the mountains. This would involve a continued balancing act between work and play. We would begin with play – our annual backpack trip.