Sunday, 7 October 2012

Eden Camp and Twycross Zoo

Hello Readers,
The new month is here so my facial hair style was picked at the last minute then changed at the last second.  The style was going to be the Chipper Jones.  I am not much of a baseball fan and don't follow the Braves but Chipper is retiring this month after 19 years in the bigs with some impressive statistics (stats from Wiki).  Career .303 batter, most career RBIs by a third baseman, second most career RBIs for a switch hitter, 8 time All Star, 1999 NL MVP and numerous other awards/stats plus he was the first overall selection of his draft and played third for most of his career.  Impressive career worthy of its own facial hair I thought.  Then Miguel Cabrera wins the baseball Triple Crown for my home team Tigers.  He batted a .330 average with 44 home runs and 139 RBIs while leading the Tigers to the Division Title.  First Triple Crown in 45 years after The Yaz last accomplished the feat for the Red Sox.  According to a Yahoo News story he is the 15th Triple Crown winner in the history of baseball.  The story also says there have been 23 perfect games and 15 unassisted triple plays in the history of baseball to give a little historical context.  Pretty elite company if I say so myself.  Maybe the best part of him was when the Tigers signed star first baseman Prince Fielder in the offseason forcing Cabrera to switch to third base Cabrera responded by voluntarily losing weight to improve his flexibility and working extra on his fielding instead of moping or complaining. 

The Triple Crown - Miggy for MVP!  And assist to Dan Stine - you da man Dan!

Now to dampen the mood.  We have had an expensive last couple of weeks.  My car needed some parts (spark plugs, air filter, hatch opening/closing rams, front tires) and its yearly garage inspection (requirement to renew the road tax disc later this month and insurance next month), Lori's car needed oil, the clothes dryer needs a new drain pump, we had a Brownsburg house issue that required a service call, and Lori showed up a day late to take her driving test.  She rescheduled the test for next week but had to pay the fee again in order to schedule the test.  Not a good stretch for a cheapskate like me.

The Better Halves Club met at Repton Tea Rooms this week.  I had called to make a reservation on Monday for our Tuesday lunch and was put into voice mail so I left my reservation details.  Fast forward to the car park Tuesday and Sarah is standing there telling us that the new posted-in-the-window winter hours are closed Monday and Tuesday.  Oops - lets not change the website or the voice mail message, we'll just put a sign in the window.  I would make this my Dan Stine complaint but it is so common over here I almost didn't mention it.  So the four of us went down the road to The Bulls Head and had fun catching up and listening to Laverne and Shirley banter for a couple of hours.  I had a different pizza this time, I forget the name (Chicago maybe?) but it had shredded duck, chili peppers, leek, rocket (some kind of leafed grass lettuce thing they have here), cheese and tomato sauce on their standard thin crust.  Very good although I didn't bring my camera so no pic.  Sorry Dana.

On Thursday I had the pleasure of accompanying Kalle's class on a field trip to Eden Camp (link) as part of their WWII studies.  Eden Camp is north of York for the locals.  It is a WWII POW camp that has been turned into a museum mostly about WWII but also had a small section for post-WWII wars and some tanks, planes, guns and other machinery on display.  I had never heard of it before and was pleasantly surprised at how much info they had packed into the smallish camp.  I had a great time although I wasn't able to read/see as much as I would have wanted since I was chaperoning.  I had four rag-a-muffins in my group and we walked with Kalle's teacher who had five rag-a-muffins in her group.  It was a very informative museum, maybe we will combine that with another site or two this winter when its time to get out of the house for an overnight trip.  I love learning about the World Wars over here, it is such a different perspective than ours.  It also led to the Auntie "B" Word of the Week - cagoule.  Kalle's teacher from last year told me to bring our cagoules on the trip.  I brought mine but Kalle opted not to bring hers.  Fortunately we didn't need them.  (Hope you are recovering quickly Auntie "B" - I'm sure Uncle Fran misses your "guidance and encouragement" around the house.)

I'll include a few pictures but none of the students as child protection laws here prevent images of kids at school functions from being shown on the internet.  I didn't even capture a fraction of the small but first class museum with my pics but here's a sample of what I snapped.

Strip cartoons were used to boost troop morale.  I didn't capture the cartoon just on the right but Jane does strip down to nothing and she is shown in her "glory".
 

A Ration Book that shows how the quantities were crossed out week by week when the supplies were picked up.  An eye opening rationing picture is below.
 

In the cities that were being bombed it was common for people to sleep under tables.  It was called a Morrison shelter (thanks Kal) and was used by people who didn't have the space or money to buy/build an outside bomb shelter.  The guy on the right is part of the bombing clean up brigade.
 

Messenger pigeon carriers.

Infant gas mask.  Scary.  Gas masks were required to be carried by all civilians at some point during the war.  There was a display in this section that showed young girls jumping rope and they all had their gas mask boxes hanging on their shoulders.  Such a different perspective from a country that was constantly in fear of being invaded.
 

Every military museum needs a howitzer.
 

This section was about The Blitz (The Blitz is also known as the Battle of Britain, this was when Germany started bombing raids in Britain in 1940 to soften up the Brits in order to invade Britain but Britain showed their mettle and gave better than they got forcing Hitler to abandon his invasion plan).  A couple of students turned around and went back out the entrance in this section.  The lights were off, the air sirens were blaring, it was smoky, "people" crushed in the "bombing" were moaning.  Each scene in here was about bomb damage to houses and businesses.  This was a slightly scary and very somber exhibit that felt almost real.
 

Another section was on the war's effect on businesses.  This business is closed because all the males are off fighting the war.
 

Talk about making sacrifices.  The middle red patty was jam/jelly, the upper right meat is bacon, and I forget what the bottom right square was supposed to be.
 

There was also a section on women's changing roles during the war.  Here's a mixed sex crew working on an airplane.
 

The Women's Land Army.  With all of the men off fighting many, many women moved to the country to work the farms to feed the nation. 
 

One of the many Allied spies, we saw him in Paris if you remember that post.
 

And we join WWI as the President Wilson picture gives away.  FDR was President for the greater majority of WWII for the non-history buffs.
 

Close up of the above picture.  A concise history reminder for the non-history buffs.
 

There was also a section for post-WWII wars.  I didn't stop to read here but I am guessing it reads a little differently than what we saw in Northern Ireland this summer.
 

Concrete and wooden/sand bag air raid shelters.
 

Having the Yanks in town wasn't all good.  There was also a snippet in this section that read that some Brits didn't like the American GI's in town because they drank all their beer and stole all their women.  Not sure about the women but I'm guessing they didn't enjoy the beer so the Brits had a small victory there.  From the picture on the left mostly cut off - that is of a few coloured American soldiers in uniform walking down the street that read that some Brits weren't used to seeing so many coloured men in uniform and found the sight discomforting.   
 

Bank notes and coins for Lori as we collect notes/coins from our travels.  Overall the museums was very good and we will try to get back this winter.
 

On a funny side note for school; one of Kalle's classmates is from Jamaica.  He joined her class late last year and is still acclimating to the weather here it appears.  Temps have been in the 50's F (low teens C) this week and one day both the boy and his father were wearing puffy down winter jackets and chooks while everyone else is wearing trousers (Brit word for American pants) and a light fall jacket.  I guess it is a little colder here than in Jamaica.   

For the non Yoopers from urbandictionary.com - a chook is "[a] word used in Upper Michigan, which refers to a knit cap sometimes referred to as a watch cap. It can also refer to any knit caps worn in cool weather. It is a Yooper dialect word which has no correct or standard spelling. Could be spelled chuk. It is from the French Canadian word, toque, which means the same thing. The Quebecois pronunciation is much like chook. The Anglo Canadians pronounce it toke, or took."

On another side note from school; Karl unintentionally embarrassed his maths teacher in class.  He told the teacher the quadratic formula from memory (x equals negative b plus minus the square root of b squared minus four a c all over two a) and the maths teacher had to look it up to check him.  He said the teacher's face was really red.  I asked him if any of his classmates knew it and he replied that none of them had heard of it before or even knew what a quadratic was.  (There's your second Word of the Week Auntie "B" - quadratic.)  I don't have it memorised myself anymore but I don't teach middle school math either.  This is the same teacher who had them "learn" their 7's multiplication table last week.  The frustrating part is that his school ranked in the top 400 schools in the UK based upon GCSE exam results in 2010 so it is a highly thought of school.  FYI for the Yanks - the GCSE exams are taken by secondary school students here that want to go to college, similar to the ACT and SAT exams in America if I understand them correctly.  I'm not sure where Brownsburg ranks in the US but I do know their math program is a few years ahead of John Port's - kudos to you Brownsburg.

Carol Seppanen Book Update - I finished The Castle by Franz Kafka, 280 pages.  Wow, what a confusing and intensely introspective look into the human mind.  In the book's introduction it says Kafka has a convoluted mind which is spot on the mark.  His themes of The Man being omnipowerful no matter the situation and a person's total lack of hope in improving their situation in life really weighed on me as I waded deeper into the book.  Kind of a depressing read.  Plus the conversations between the characters delve so deep into the twisted whys/whos/hows of what people are thinking that it was hard for me to maintain focus at times.  Kafka has a way of turning a simple decision into a three page minutely detailed explanation of every possible outcome based upon how every affected person may react based upon their station in life while factoring in all of their insecurities and considering any possible external influence which was usually the invisible weight of The Man.  Then the character suddenly reverses course and explains in excruciatingly long sentences how they can't possibly be correct in their thinking because they can't possibly be right because of their low class status and how much they really don't know about life.  He really must have had a tortured mind in real life if his books are a commentary on his life.  Or maybe I am just easily confused.  Either way I think I am good on Kafka books now.  I liked The Trial better than The Castle for what it is worth.  Next up is James Joyce's Ulysses.

On Saturday we went to the Twycross Zoo (link) with the Frey's, you can read Steve's take on the trip here.  We were debating going to a travelling carnival in Nottingham or go down to Coventry when they called and asked if we wanted to go to the zoo.  Since Lori and the kids haven't been to a zoo in a while they all voted for the zoo.  Zoos are okay for me but I don't like to go as often as the rest of the family.  They have been bugging me to find a zoo for a few months now so this timing was really good.  The Twycross Zoo was pretty good, they had a lot of primates (they are the self described World Primate Centre) with some exotic (to me) animals along with the standard elephants, birds, leopard, etc.  Our timing was not very good for picture opportunities; the sun was still rising so some exhibits were blindingly back lit, some of the lazier animals were sleeping in on us, and some of the glass still had the morning condensation on it.  Not only were the good photo opportunities rare, a lot of the photos I did take had reflections in them or the animals moved at the last second.  Kind of frustrating but here's my pics.  Enjoy.

The group about to enter the zoo.  Kuk is guarding the back trail as usual.
 

The stylin' Meerkats were first up on the tour.
 

Chilean Flamingos - reminded me of the annoying pink plastic ones in peoples yards.  Steve said the theme song for Miami Vice started playing in his head when he saw them.
 

Some kind of puffy chested pelican I think. 
 

A Kirk's dik-dik.  Looked like a cross between a deer and a rabbit to me.  According to Wiki they are from Africa.
 

A Black tufted-ear marmoset.  One of the many pics ruined by reflections.  Tough day for pictures.  According to Wiki they are from Brazil.  We were also treated to the Howler Monkeys raising a racket but I couldn't get a good picture of them.
 

The Chimpanzees each had their own water bottles.  This guy looks eerily old man human.
 

Ring-tailed lemur performance art.  Here they are figuratively asleep...
 

And one is awake.  Such style.
 

A Capybara - Nicole learned about these in geography and said they were the worlds largest rodent.  According to Wiki they are from South America.  They were about the size of a medium sized pig.
 

A Lowland tapir.  According to Wiki they are from South America.  They were about the size of a miniature pony.
 

Vicugnas.  According to Wiki they are from South America.
 

A pack of Patagonian maras.  According to Wiki they are from Argentina.
 

Another terrible reflection pic - this of a Diana monkey.  Check out the long tail.  According to Wiki they are from West Africa.
 

A Silver-cheeked hornbill.  Check out the double beak look.  According to Wiki they are from East Africa.
 

Steve taking a picture of the kids on the way out, I am guessing this pic of the kids will be on his blog so I hurridely snapped him taking it.  Kind of a picture behind the picture idea.
 
And after the zoo we drove to the Burton-on-Trent driving office that Lori will be taking her driving test at next week since she skipped this week's test.  Nice one Lori.  The interesting part of her acclimating herself to the Burton streets was driving by a car that just had its drivers side mirror hit.  We drove by this guy quizzically holding the mirror cover in his hands and the mirror still attached to the car was badly mangled.  The streets here aren't much smaller than US streets but the parking is rare so people park on the curbs, sidewalks, lawns, fire hydrants, etc. which makes the streets smaller.  Consequently when cars are parked along the road it is typical to turn in their mirror which this guy had not done.  That'll learn him.
 
I've also attended a couple local Rotary Club meetings.  Lori keeps telling me I need to get out more (my time lately has been spent planning Christmas vacations, upcoming weekend trips, and Bob and Lona's month of adventure so I have been inside a lot) so after some searching and reflection I decided to check out the local Rotary Club as a way to get involved in the local community and possibly help out some worthy causes.  I know that we are only here a short time but Rotary Club memberships are internationally transferable so if I like what they are doing here I can get involved in my Brownsburg chapter when we return.  Not much to report so far as I've only attended a few dinners but I'll post an update once/if I get more involved in the club.
 
Jeff Seppanen sports update - we added another to our Sunday football watching group.  Jeff H. should be joining us tonight to get his weekly American football fix so we are now at a foursome.  Brother Jeff's Packers are visiting Steve's Colts today so it should a tough game for the Colts.  It sounds like Steve has lowered his expectations (I told him to bring a crying towel just in case of a blow out but he said he's prepared himself) so we'll see how the game turns out but I am guessing the Colts won't win this one.  I also read that the Tigers took game one of their series against the A's.  GO TIGERS!

Thanks for listening,
Jay

Sunday, 30 September 2012

Walk through Dove Dale in Peak District

Hello Readers,
With September rolling on through our calendar we come to the end of the Colonel Sanders Facial Hair.  Even though he wasn't one of my favourites he did serve his purpose.  Thanks Colonel, now it's time to go and fry some chicken.

The Colonel Sanders standing for his mug shot.
 
A Carol Seppanen Book Update - I am about halfway through The Castle by Franz Kafka, 280 pages.  It is a strange read, full of confusing contradictions and disjointed sentence structure that still manages to flow into an intriguing storyline.  One of the confusing parts is that his characters switch from not believing a word they are told to immediately accepting everything they are told without question in the same discussion or argument.  There is also a theme of unquestionable heirarchial authority that dictates life in the village.  The Castle middlemen have absolute authority because of who they work for while the lower class obeys every order, to the point of even worrying if they have done enough to please the authorities.  (I am guessing Kafka had his own authority issues with feelings of self doubt and personal contradiction thrown in.)  Kafka also uses punctuation to extend sentences and bend them into different directions.  Here's a typical sentence example from the book from page 131.  "However, he couldn't quite understand why Hans's father, if the cause of the complaint had been made clear as Hans said, kept his mother from recovering in a different climate; it had to be said he was keeping her, because it was only for the children's and his own sakes that she did not leave, yet the children she could take with her, she needn't go away for long, nor did she go very far; just up on Castle Hill the air was already quite different."  Interesting read so far even if it is difficult to grasp at times and requires more concentration than my usual reading material.     
 
On Saturday we ventured to Dove Dale in the southern Peak District.  This is part of the White Peak District which is so named for its limestone based geology.  The weather is starting to change so I wanted to get one or two more walks in this fall if the weather holds.  We spent most of our nice summer days visiting landmarks or towns instead of checking out the Peak District, we've made a few forays into the Peak District but not many so I targeted a few places to see on our remaining walks.  One was the Stepping Stones and Dove Dale so after checking with the lying weathermen we decided Saturday would be the best day for a walk.  Saturday was forecast as mostly sunny with temperatures in mid 50's F (13-15 C) so we slept in, double checked the forecast and set out with a few Lucozades (like Gatorade), hiking boots, and jackets/sweatshirts.   
 
Our trusty navigator.  5 miles in 3.5 hours - we're in! 
 

On the back of the navigator is directions and a few facts.  This trip was a two out three triangle on gradient and level of difficulty.  Lori probably should have checked that before we left the house but once we're all in the car there's no turning back.
 

The day started out brisk (upper 40's) and overcast as you can see with Lori's hood.  The River Dove here is winding between Bunster Hill on the left and Thorpe Cloud on the right.
 

Looking at Bunster Hill, here comes the sun George Harrison.
 

The kids crossing the Derbyshire famous Stepping Stones. 
 

There were many small natural dams and waterfalls along the River Dove which I liked.
 

A scenic mini waterfall.
 

The kids sitting on the rocky outcrop of Lovers Leap.  We're getting into the Dale now.
 

River Dove in the middle of Dove Dale with another mini waterfall.
 

Wishing Stump?
 

Reynard's Cave.
 

Another river and dale shot.  So far so good on the walk since we are on a slightly uphill gradient and the sun is starting to come out.  This part of the walk reminded me of the U.P.
 

Kal posing on the pedestrian bridge.
 

Ilam Rock.
 

A stile in the wall.  This is one of the nicer ones, some of the smaller ones are about a foot wide which is not easy for my XL self to navigate.  There are also some where you have to climb up a few steps, squeeze through a narrow gap, then climb back down.  We get over them fine although it was a little depressing to see us lumber over one in particular like a bunch of drugged elephants then see a couple of 60-70ish year old ladies scramble over it like young bunnies.  I guess that means we don't do enough of the walks although I have to say older people here are much more active than older people at home.  Probably part of the culture as walking here is a given.  Many schoolchildren in Kalle's school will walk (the older ones sometimes by themselves) to school if they are within a mile of the school no matter the weather. 
 

The weatherman strikes!  Light rain starts hitting us and rain clouds are moving in fast.  It's about an hour and a half into the walk and we are now in the smaller Hall Dale.  Fortunately the rain stops shortly and only threatens us for the rest of the walk.
 

The scout team clamboring over a stile.  I thought the moss on the stone wall was neat.  This is Hurt's Wood now since we have left the fast moving River Dove.
 
 
Exiting the dale and entering the howling wind tunnel of the gorge.  Cold, cold wind cutting through us and not quite halfway through the walk.  Windbreakers would have been nice about now.  Oops.  We actually discussed bringing them but decided not to.  Storm clouds behind us.
 

And looking down the beautiful gorge we have clearish skies ahead.  But we are still getting whipped by the wind so we need to get out of the gorge.
 

Steve Frey pic - a relaxing cow.  Now we are out of the gorge and entering pastures.  Kalle summed it up for all of us by commenting that the pasture walks are not as much fun/scenic as the woods/hills walks.
 

Out of the wind tunnel we are nice and toasty now with temps feeling like mid 50's.  The village of Stanshope is in the distance. 
 

Combo Steve Frey and Jim Seppanen pic - trees, cows, rolling hills, stone walls, sunny skies... not the same sights as the dales but still beautifully English. 
 

I took the picture because I love the stone walls here.  How long does it take to build these walls?  Fitting the stones together must have been a tedious process for miles of walls.  
 

Sheep trough.  You can see the wind hasn't stopped yet.
 

What a difference light makes in photography.  The sun is blazing now which makes the green in the grass pop out at you.
 

Steve Frey pic - the lamb is staring me down while its brother/sister and mother chow down.
 

We're about two thirds of the way through the walk and come back to Bunster Hill (I think).  At first I thought we had to walk along one of the sheep trails on the hill.  Once we approached the stone wall we saw a gentler trail off to the right which was good as Lori's feet are making walking painful.  Five mile walks are not very popular with the troops by now.  
 

Thorpe Cloud on the right behind the farmhouse.  I misread the map here which ended up adding another ten minutes to our walk but also gave me this photo oppertunity.  Overall we did the walk in just over 3.5 hours which was on pace with the map since we walked a little over 5 miles thanks to my navigation.
 

Some adventurous climbers on the top of Thorpe Cloud.  Probably great views from there but quite the steep climb to summit it.
 
 
After our walk we went to eat at the George and Dragon pub in Ashbourne.  We passed the pub on the way to Dove Dale in the morning so we decided to go back since Lori wasn't with us when we visited Ashbourne (previous Ashbourne blog entry).  It was only a few minutes away and the food was good last time so we jumped into the Beemer and jaunted off to Ashbourne. 
 
Kevin Coleman pic - the mildly bitter John Smith's Extra Smooth.  Just what the doctor ordered after a five mile walk.  Actually the doctor ordered two so I drank them both.
 

Dana Johnson pic - the super sized Yorkshire Pudding Dana style, drowning in gravy.  Also in the bowl was beef, mash, gravy, carrots, peas, gravy, cauliflower, and more gravy.  Very good.
 

Dana Johnson pic - Lori tried the Cod which passed the test.  She even commented that this was one of the better pub grub places we have eaten at.
 

My buddies George and Dragon.
 
After lunch we walked around the Ashbourne market for a bit and then went home for a relaxing night of movie watching followed by video games for the kids.  Sunday's plan is doing boring household chores and running errands. 
 
Thanks for listening,
Jay