Princess Milo

Milo donned the crown he made at preschool, teetered tiptoe on the edge of his car seat while he surveyed the view over the car roof, proudly announcing "I a Princess!"  I busted out laughing.  Regardless of my persuasive logic about princesses being daughters of kings, and princes being the sons, Milo insisted that HE was a Princess.  Never mind.  It's charming that he doesn't stick to the gender roles, at least for himself.  If you ask him who does the vacuuming, he'll say Mommy every time.

Milo donned the crown he made at preschool, teetering tiptoe on the edge of his car seat while surveying the view over the car roof and proudly announced “I a Princess!” I busted out laughing. Regardless of my persuasive logic about princesses being daughters of kings, and princes being the sons, Milo insisted that HE was a Princess. Never mind. It’s charming that he doesn’t stick to the gender roles, at least for himself. If you ask him who does the vacuuming, he’ll say Mommy every time.

Naomi has learned how to sit up on her own!

Naomi has learned how to sit up on her own!

Pomeroy’s Chateau Avon Embankment

Pomeroy's, the seedy wine bar where Rumpole of the Bailey comforts his woes with a bottle of "Chateau Thames Embankment"....  Christchurch has a Pomeroy's too, dimly lit but not seedy.  It boasts 31 beer taps, one of which I'm sure offers Chateau Avon Embankment.  The Social Club at Beca (Jeremiah's employer) organized a private beer tasting there this week.  One of Jeremiah's colleagues had designed the earthquake strengthening retrofit, just newly completed, so we could focus on the beer list with minds at ease.

Pomeroy’s, the seedy wine bar where Rumpole of the Bailey comforts his woes with a bottle of “Chateau Thames Embankment”…. Christchurch has a Pomeroy’s too, dimly lit but not seedy. It boasts 31 beer taps(Craft Beers), one of which I’m sure offers Chateau Avon Embankment. The Social Club at Beca (Jeremiah’s employer) organized a private beer tasting there this week. One of Jeremiah’s colleagues had designed the earthquake strengthening retrofit, just newly completed, so we could focus on the beer list with minds at ease.

Did you know that you can have a beer that "oozes citrus and passion fruit aromas"?  The beer descriptions don't quite match those invented by the wine industry, but they're up-and-coming rivals.  My vote goes to the Mussel Inn Captain Cooker, with "manuka selectively hand picked on the day of brewing."  The brewer shepherding the group through the list claims that women have a more sensitive palate to bitterness than men, and that explains why many women don't like beer....though it wouldn't explain the stereotypical female passion for chocolate.  I didn't buy the theory.

Did you know that you can have a beer that “oozes citrus and passion fruit aromas”? The beer descriptions don’t quite match those invented by the wine industry, but they’re up-and-coming rivals. My vote goes to the Mussel Inn Captain Cooker, with “manuka selectively hand picked on the day of brewing.” The brewer shepherding the group through the list claims that women have a more sensitive palate to bitterness than men, and that explains why many women don’t like beer….though it wouldn’t explain the stereotypical female passion for chocolate. I didn’t buy the theory.

Beer for tasting was served in these wine-style glasses, and I have to admit that the "swirling and sniffing" experience is augmented by this presentation.  See those dodgy-looking snaky bits on the plate behind?  Pork cracklings.  The Brits swear by them.  They're ribbons of pig skin puffed in high heat (possibly deep fried), and they make a horrendous racket when a room full of 30 beer tasters dig in.  I tried a piece.  It ranks slightly above kina (sea urchin) in my book.  Thankfully they brought out some nice bread and dip as well, and we enjoyed a pleasant and even educational evening, if you can count defining a lager versus an ale as education.

Beer for tasting was served in these wine-style glasses, and I have to admit that the “swirling and sniffing” experience is augmented by this presentation. See those dodgy-looking snaky bits on the plate behind? Pork cracklings. The Brits swear by them. They’re ribbons of pig skin puffed in high heat (possibly deep fried), and they make a horrendous racket when a room full of 30 beer tasters dig in. I tried a piece. It ranks slightly above kina (sea urchin) in my book. Thankfully they brought out some nice bread and dip as well, and we enjoyed a pleasant and even educational evening, if you can count defining a lager versus an ale as education.

any visitor with a palat for beer will get an evening here if you come and visit us! http://www.pomeroysonkilmore.co.nz/

any visitor with a palate for craft beer will get an evening here if you come visit us!
http://www.pomeroysonkilmore.co.nz/

Runners are Nutty

Signing up for an orchestrated event is the only thing that seems to motivate me to get out and stay active.  After a detailed analysis of the cost/benefit ratio of various sports, I found that running gives the greatest fitness return while using up the least amount of time (well, kickboxing doesn’t stand mentioning).  Biking just takes to long to get to the same fitness level.

Molly claims that I signed up for this because I have a mini mid life crisis every time another child appears, tending toward the extreme to ward off visions of minivans and afternoons of golf.  I just happened to run a marathon around the time Milo was born.  It must be just coincidence. Molly shutters to think what I am capable of if we have another child.

The Kepler Challenge is a 60km (36mile) mountain run on one of the New Zealand Great Walks (http://www.doc.govt.nz/parks-and-recreation/tracks-and-walks/great-walks/).  Being a Great Walk, the track is impeccably maintained with bridge crossings at the streams and rivers, stairs at the steep areas, and boardwalk in the boggy spots. Being a Great Walk it has primo vistas on the mountain tops and lush green forests to run through.

The Kepler Challenge is probably the premier running event in New Zealand.  The run is limited to 450 runners and sells out in 5 minutes at 6am on the first weekend of July.

With the gracious approval from the better half to commit to 5 months of training, i.e. out running in the hills 8-10hrs/week, I signed up for running the event.

The Kepler track is located in Fiordlands of NZ. about an 8hr drive from ChCh (10hrs with kids)

The Kepler track is located in Fiordlands of NZ, about an 8hr drive from Christchurch (11hrs with kids) so running in an event like this meant a 5 day road trip, stopping at beaches and ice cream joints along the way.

the course goes up and over a mountain range with an initial climb up to the tops of 1100m(3600ft). the event has been going for 26yrs, so the organizers have it all well planned out with aid stations,water stations and portoloos dispersed throughout the course.

The course goes up and over a mountain range with an initial climb up to the tops of 1100m(3600ft).  The event has been going for 26yrs, so the organizers have it all well planned out with aid stations,water stations and portaloos (“porta-potties” to Americans) dispersed throughout the course.  The Falcon locations on the map are apparently a warning to watch your scalp when passing, since the nesting falcons have been known to  attack hikers with their razor sharp talons.  The race has a mandatory list of gear that must be carried with you at all times.  Gear was checked by officials before and during the race, reminiscent of TSA security but with a smile.

me before the race, wondering why I really signed up for this, 36 miles is a bloody long way...

Me before the race at 5am, wondering why I really signed up for this. 36 miles is a bloody long way…  To carry the mandatory gear (2 thermal tops,thermal bottoms, goretex jacket, goretex pants, hat/gloves, emergency foil blanket) along with my food to get me through the event, my pack weighed in around 8lbs.  Not huge but enough to notice while running.

just before getting to the first hut after a big climb up (which did include some power walking, I dont think any normal person can run up the hill) the top two guys are machines, they dont count as normal.

Just before getting to the first hut after a big climb up (which did include some power walking on my part).  I don’t think any normal person can run up the hill.  The top two guys are machines–they don’t count as normal.

running along the tops was windy and chilly so I was glad to have some extra clothing with me to put on.

Running along the tops was windy and chilly so I was glad to have some extra clothing with me to wear.

Milo, Mom and Naomi wanted to walk into Moturau hut and see me as I came through. the Hut has a nice beach on the lake to play at.

Milo, Molly and Naomi wanted to walk into Moturau hut and see me as I came through.  The Hut has a nice beach on the lake to play at.

SuperMom !

Super Mom !  Molly loved the lush greenery.  The woods is wonderfully peaceful…. in the lulls between two-year-old chatter.

Milo Playing in the sand awaiting my arrival

Milo, playing in the sand awaiting my arrival.  Molly told him not to wade in the water, not having brought spare clothes along.  When he emerged wet up to his calves he protested “me just getting something.”  Right, the beginning of the excuses….

wow I am tired here, I had a bit of trouble just before here, "bonked" and was swerving all over the track and couldn't run straight.. I was continually eating food along the way but apparently it wasn't enough.  I ate all of the food I had in my pack plus some candy and granola bars at the aid station I I came back around and was good as gold to go.

Wow I am tired here.  I had a bit of trouble just before here, “bonked” and was swerving all over the track, couldn’t run straight.  I was continually eating food along the way but apparently it wasn’t enough. I ate all of the food I had in my pack plus some candy and granola bars at the aid station, after which I came back around and was good  to go.

Here I am leaving Moturau hut after a desperatly needed 10min break. the volunteers were wondering if I new that that this was not the finish line and I had another 15km to go.

Here I am leaving Moturau hut after the desperately needed 10min break.  The volunteers were wondering if I was aware that this was not the finish line and I still had another 16km to go.

Finished alive

Finished alive.  Didn’t quite finish at my expected time, but running 7:05 (82nd place….) still was ok for my first long distance run.  Alright, now time to give Molly a blank check.

Freedom on two wheels

The Queen Charlotte Track is  42 mile long trail that starts at Ship Cove and ends at Anakiwa. I met 4 other friends there (Ian,Ian,Erik,Mark) for a 3 day Mountain biking trip.

a Track along a ridge within the Marlborough sounds

The Marlborough Sounds is home to an immense maze of bays and mountainous terrain that has been created over years of seismic forces thrusting mountains up .  The Queen Charlotte Track (yellow trail in the image above) runs in and out of coves and up and over mountains and along a ridge with views of the sounds the entire way, 42 miles of magical (kid-free) blissfulness.

 

Water Taxi's keep busy in the sounds, they transport hikers,bikers and many people with houses that is only accessible by water.  the water taxi "package" includes a boat ride to the start of the track and baggage transport each night to the lodge that we were biking to, and then a water taxi pickup at the end of the trail.

3 days of mountain biking, and NO, I am not going to carry all of my gear on my back… Water Taxis keep busy in the sounds.  They transport hikers, bikers and many people with houses that are only accessible by water.  The water taxi “package” includes a boat ride to the start of the track and baggage transport each night to the lodge where we were staying, then a water taxi pickup at the end of the trail.

the starts at Ship Cove where Captain James Cook first landed in NZ when he was exploring the south pacific.

The track starts at Ship Cove, Captain James Cook’s first landing spot in NZ during his south pacific explorations.

the track was in good condition with minimal mud and any large stream is bridged.

The track was in good condition, with minimal mud and bridges over all large streams.

Ian riding

Ian Summerfield riding

Erik riding

Erik riding

 

A nice spot for dinner at Punga Cove with a view

A nice spot for with a view for dinner at Punga Cove.  As we sat there nursing our beers in peace and quiet we counted up 14 children between us…..which as Molly pointed out means that other people were currently caring for those 14 children. 

The first night's stay was at Punga cove, a nice sandy beach overlooking the sounds.  Homebrew tastes good out of a Nalgene, complements of the water taxi service.

The first night’s stay was at Punga cove, a nice sandy beach overlooking the sounds. Homebrew tastes good out of a Nalgene, complements of the water taxi service.

view of sounds

One of the many views along the trail
Weka's are like a wild chicken, that are bold little bugers that can be found at most camping areas

Weka’s are like a wild chicken, bold little buggers that can be found at most camping areas.

the Maori Pou whenua land post carving

The Maori Pou whenua land post carving is the New Zealand’s version of a totem pole.

 

parts of the trail consisted of hills that where to steep to ride

Parts of the trail consisted of hills that where to steep to ride.

here, I rode up the hill and as soon as the guys saw me trying to take a photo of them pushing their bikes, they jumped on their bikes..

Here I rode up the hill ahead and as soon as the guys saw me trying to take a photo of them, they jumped on their bikes..

maps and signs are frequent along the trail, great job DOC.

Maps and signs are frequent along the trail–Great job DOC.

one of the days I Biked ahead of the group so I could get a long run in that afternoon.

One of the days I biked ahead of the group so I could get a long run in that afternoon.  Why would I do something nutty like that, you might ask?  I’m getting ready for the Kepler Challenge, a 60 kilometer mountain run, which means I’m making a steady habit of pushing my body past its comfort zone.

2nd night at Portage bay, replenishing lost carbs

2nd night at Portage bay, replenishing lost carbs.

a brief swim towards the end of the trail at  Davies Bay

We had a brief swim towards the end of the trail at Davies Bay

It was a great trip–a boat to transport beer and gear every day, and an excellent hiking or mt biking trail.

Welcome to the Commonwealth

Kiwis are so British in most aspects of their culture….and as hard as this is for me to understand, they’re actually still part of the British “Commonwealth.” Britain doesn’t have any legal governance role with NZ anymore–the commonwealth group basically just plays each other in sports, celebrates the queen’s birthday, and trades a bunch of citizens back and forth on their OE’s. It’s a cozy family-like relationship that I don’t understand, possibly because our split from Britain involved a lot more drama.

queen elizabeth

When Milo saw this photo he asked if the lady was my sister! Nope, not quite! He now calls her “Queen Liz.”

At any rate, this letter to the Americans came via email from one of Jeremiah’s colleagues, and it’s such a clever representation of the differences between NZ and America that I couldn’t resist posting it.

A MESSAGE FROM THE QUEEN 

To the citizens of the United States of America from Her Sovereign Majesty Queen Elizabeth II

In light of your failure in recent years to nominate competent candidates for President of the USA and thus to govern yourselves, we hereby give notice of the revocation of your independence, effective immediately. (You should look up ‘revocation’ in the Oxford English Dictionary.)

Her Sovereign Majesty Queen Elizabeth II will resume monarchical duties over all states, commonwealths, and territories (except North Dakota, which she does not fancy).

Your new Prime Minister, David Cameron, will appoint a Governor for America without the need for further elections.

Congress and the Senate will be disbanded. A questionnaire may be circulated next year to determine whether any of you noticed.

To aid in the transition to a British Crown dependency, the following rules are introduced with immediate effect:

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1. The letter ‘U’ will be reinstated in words such as ‘colour,’ ‘favour,’ ‘labour’ and ‘neighbour.’ Likewise, you will learn to spell ‘doughnut’ without skipping half the letters, and the suffix ‘-ize’ will be replaced by the suffix ‘-ise.’ Generally, you will be expected to raise your vocabulary to acceptable levels. (look up ‘vocabulary’).

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2. Using the same twenty-seven words interspersed with filler noises such as ”like’ and ‘you know’ is an unacceptable and inefficient form of communication. There is no such thing as U.S. English. We will let Microsoft know on your behalf. The Microsoft spell-checker will be adjusted to take into account the reinstated letter ‘u” and the elimination of ‘-ize.’

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3. July 4th will no longer be celebrated as a holiday.

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4. You will learn to resolve personal issues without using guns, lawyers, or therapists. The fact that you need so many lawyers and therapists shows that you’re not quite ready to be independent. Guns should only be used for shooting grouse. If you can’t sort things out without suing someone or speaking to a therapist, then you’re not ready to shoot grouse.

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5. Therefore, you will no longer be allowed to own or carry anything more dangerous than a vegetable peeler. Although a permit will be required if you wish to carry a vegetable peeler in public.

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6. All intersections will be replaced with roundabouts, and you will start driving on the left side with immediate effect. At the same time, you will go metric with immediate effect and without the benefit of conversion tables. Both roundabouts and metrication will help you understand the British sense of humour.

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7. The former USA will adopt UK prices on petrol (which you have been calling gasoline) of roughly $10/US gallon. Get used to it.

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8. You will learn to make real chips. Those things you call French fries are not real chips, and those things you insist on calling potato chips are properly called crisps. Real chips are thick cut, fried in animal fat, and dressed not with catsup but with vinegar.

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9. The cold, tasteless stuff you insist on calling beer is not actually beer at all. Henceforth, only proper British Bitter will be referred to as beer, and European brews of known and accepted provenance will be referred to as Lager. South African beer is also acceptable, as they are pound for pound the greatest sporting nation on earth and it can only be due to the beer. They are also part of the British Commonwealth – see what it did for them. American brands will be referred to as Near-Frozen Gnat’s Urine, so that all can be sold without risk of further confusion.

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10. Hollywood will be required occasionally to cast English actors as good guys. Hollywood will also be required to cast English actors to play English characters. Watching Andie Macdowell attempt English dialect in Four Weddings and a Funeral was an experience akin to having one’s ears removed with a cheese grater.

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11. You will cease playing American football. There is only one kind of proper football; you call it soccer. Those of you brave enough will, in time, be allowed to play rugby (which has some similarities to American football, but does not involve stopping for a rest every twenty seconds or wearing full kevlar body armour like a bunch of nancies).

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12. Further, you will stop playing baseball. It is not reasonable to host an event called the World Series for a game which is not played outside of America. Since only 2.1% of you are aware there is a world beyond your borders, your error is understandable. You will learn cricket, and we will let you face the South Africans first to take the sting out of their deliveries.

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13.. You must tell us who killed JFK. It’s been driving us mad.

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14. An internal revenue agent (i.e. tax collector) from Her Majesty’s Government will be with you shortly to ensure the acquisition of all monies due (backdated to 1776).

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15. Daily Tea Time begins promptly at 4 p.m. with proper cups, with saucers, and never mugs, with high quality biscuits (cookies) and cakes; plus strawberries (with cream) when in season.

God Save the Queen!