On-the-Job Flu Vaccine Protection

October 1, 2016

Our daughter Megan has a delightful job as a volunteer at one of our local hospitals. A few hours a month she and I together take a food cart around to the surgical waiting room and into patients’ rooms and offer complimentary drinks and snacks. We also meet the families of newborn babies and take complimentary photos of the babies. It is a wonderful job and Megan and I feel very fortunate and privileged to have this job.

This past Thursday the volunteer supervisor asked us, “Have you had your flu shot?” Although most states do not require healthcare workers to get the flu vaccine, a growing number of hospitals and health care facilities are mandating it as a requirement for employment with the stance that the flu vaccine is the best way to protect immunocompromised patients from getting the flu.

However, according to this article in Health Impact News, a meta-analysis study published by the CDC reveals that flu vaccinations among healthcare workers offer no evidence of protection to the patients under their care.

There are an estimated 200 viruses that have “influenza-like” symptoms, and the vaccine only protects against 3-4 strains of the flu. According to this article by the National Vaccine Information Center, The CDC is admitting that flu shots don’t prevent influenza most of the time. In fact, studies show that a history of seasonal flu shots can even make people more susceptible to getting sick with a fever, headache, body aches and a terrible cough that hangs on for weeks. A lot of people also get and transmit influenza infections without showing any symptoms at all.

A properly conducted (randomized, placebo-controlled, and double-blind) study of the influenza vaccine has been completed and the results published. Check out this link.

To summarize the article, in this study 115 children were randomized to receive Vaxigrip Vaccines, or placebos, administered in Nov and Dec, and the subjects were then followed for 9 months and monitored for illnesses. Laboratory analysis determined the type of virus present, in case of illness. The results were not good for the vaccine. The rate of influenza infection was almost exactly the same on both groups (4.3% vax vs 6.5% unvax). Most significant of all, 29% (20) of those receiving the vaccine got a non-influenza illness, compared to 6.5% (3) of the unvaccinated.

The most common non-influenza illnesses were due to rhinovirus and coxsackie virus. These viruses are generally mild, but can cause serious harm in susceptible people. Also, other respiratory viruses were reported.

“Vaccine recipients may lack temporary non-specific immunity that protected against other respiratory viruses.”

Also, many flu shots still contain thimerosal, a form of mercury used as a preservative, which is a known neurotoxin.

Inflammation caused by immunizations poses a special risk to pregnant women. If flu shots were mandated for all healthcare workers this would place these babies at risk.

Well, you’ve probably guessed by now, Megan and I are not getting the flu shot. I have never gotten a flu shot. I took Megan to get a flu shot about 10 years ago thinking it was a smart choice – before I did any serious research. She has not had another flu shot since.

Back to our local hospital … “If you choose not to get a flu shot then you must sign this waiver saying so. Plus, you must wear a face mask in the hospital.” Okay!

The face mask is not exactly the sexiest nor the most glamorous face accessory, but we do love our job and we will comply:

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I was telling my sister Lisa about it. She said, “Why don’t you customize the face masks to make them more interesting?”

Hmmm. She was on to something….

Even a sticker added interest…

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Let’s go scary-creepy for Halloween! A spider will do…

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Or how about Hannibal Lecter-ish … The Silence of the Lambs…

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Okay that’s too creepy. “Volunteer wearing customized face mask causes patient heart-attack.”

Let’s go with bunny-face

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Rudolph:

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I know! How about dog face?

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Awwww, cute.

A mustache is in order:

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Add a goatee:

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With Megan in a beard and me in a mustache, we could enter patients’ rooms as Cheech and Chong.

Okay, just trying to make light of the situation. Not trying to get us fired. Which, BTW, health care workers are being fired for their personal choice not to get the flu shot. In early 2012 a hospital in Indiana fired eight workers, including three popular veteran nurses, because they declined to be vaccinated. Over a two-month span at the start of the following winter, at least 15 more hospital workers in four states were let go for the same reason.

We are grateful that we can keep the wonderful volunteer job. Masks it is!

We just won’t get the flu shot. Not this year, not ever. I think we’ll do fine.

If you want, you can check with me again on this, say, in ten years? I’ll fall into the ‘randomized, placebo-controlled group’, in case you’re gathering statistics.

Slender Man, Trump Hair Clouds and Great Big Idaho Potato Truck

September 18, 2016

We had a hot dry summer this year in southeast Idaho, a summer of seemingly endless blue skies. This past Tuesday thunderstorms rolled through. It was cloudy most of the day, but then the skies cleared, and the sun reappeared. We took an evening walk, David Megan and I …

7:03 PM Tuesday 9-13-16

7:03 PM Tuesday, 9-13-16

in our paranormal states. No particular relation to Slender Man, the meme that compelled two 12-yr-old girls in rural Wisconsin to stab a friend 17 times and leave her to die in the forest. (Do you remember that incident on June 2, 2014, when two girls were charged with stabbing a classmate as a sacrifice to the mythical character Slender Man ?? They are now both being tried as adults.) Yuck!

Shira Chess is a scholar of the Slender Man Myth. So, in case you wonder, Chess’ analysis of Slender Man is that he is a metaphor for ‘helplessness, power differential, and anonymous forces’ – an infinitely morphable stand-in for things we can neither understand nor control, universal fears that can drive people to great lengths, even it would appear, very scary, cold-blooded lengths.

What? Hey, we had Rudy with us…

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He only chases cats

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Indian Summer… A palpable diminishing of daylight with each passing week. On June 20 the sun set at 9:13 PM! – tonight, at 7:41, nearly 1 1/2 hours earlier. But hey, if we hurry down this hill we can still catch the sunset!

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We descend the hill, round a corner, heading north now. “Trump hair,” David says.

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The sky is dazzling

Sky to the east

Sky to the east

7:26 PM – Sun is setting in the west

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I capture several more photos of the sunset:

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Back home now, I took what could be one last photo of our impatiens lining our front walk. Extremely frost sensitive. How long before they are nipped and laid limp by the first hard freeze? A week??

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Don’t need any help from Slender Man here …

Idaho is celebrating potato harvest. We grow em’ big here! I have sent this post card out as a joke

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But the Big Idaho Potato Truck actually exists. It was built in 2012 to celebrate the 75th anniversary of the Idaho Potato Commission and is now on its fifth cross-country journey. Here’s a link to the Big Idaho Potato Truck. A couple of years ago the Big Idaho Potato Truck tried to get a selfie with the Statue of Liberty. The 12′ wide 72′ long truck was tugged out around Manhattan harbor by The Brooklyn barge company, Hughes Marine. At the barge’s closest pass, Lady Liberty was lost in the background. Here’s a link with a live video of the event.

Yeah, so this 6-ton Idaho Potato made a stop in Idaho Falls, this past Friday. We stopped by to check it out and tried to get a selfie with it. Pretty hard to get a selfie of a 6-ton Idaho potato on a flatbed truck. First I tried to capture a photo of David and Megan with the whole rig:

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One of the drivers on the truck tour jumped in to help us:

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And captured these photos:

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According to the above link the potato on that truck:
Would take over 10,000 years to grow.
Weighs 6 tons (12,130 pounds), equalling 32,346 medium-sized Idaho® potatoes
Is 1,102 times heavier than the largest potato ever grown, which weighed 11 pounds.
Would take 2 years and 9 months to bake.
Would make 30,325 servings of mashed potatoes. Pass the gravy!
Would easily make over 1,500,000 average-sized french fries.

‘Whoopdee-friggin’-do,’ you say?

Well, did you know that the Big Idaho Potato Truck is escorting the Capitol Christmas Tree to Washington D.C. this year? Check out this link! An 80-foot Engelmann spruce chosen to be the U.S. Capitol Christmas Tree will travel from the Payette National Forest in Idaho to Washington, D.C. – Each year, the U.S. Forest Service cuts the so-called People’s Tree from a different national forest and displays it on the west lawn of the Capitol. Idaho last received the honor in 2003.

The tree will be cut Nov. 2, and its journey will launch on Dec. 4 with a celebration in McCall.

“Idaho is a national brand, and the potato coming out of Idaho will make the tree more famous than the tree by itself,” said Idaho Potato Commission President and CEO Frank Muir.

Now, isn’t Idaho a tad more famous now? You can follow the truck at potatotracker.com or call 844.bigidaho. I’m sure you’re gonna wanna meet that 80-foot Christmas Tree escorted by the Big Idaho Potato Truck somewhere on its cross-country route and try to get a selfie.

Hell Roaring Hike in the Sawtooths (Part 2)

September 8, 2016

Monday August 22. Up early at Redfish Lake Lodge to check out the mountains. It’s smoky up here due to the Pioneer Fire that’s been burning in the Boise National Forest since July 28.

8/22/16: Mount Heyburn overlooking Redfish Lake

8/22/16: Mount Heyburn overlooking Redfish Lake

The amount of smoke depends on the shifting of the winds. Not too bad today. Breakfast at the lodge, then we’ll hit the trail! Eric has talked the other seven of us into the hike to Hell Roaring Lake. We’re at the trailhead now:

5 miles to Hell Roaring Lake!

5 miles to Hell Roaring Lake!

Yeah, so five miles to the Lake, five miles back … Eric leads the group. The first part of the hike is the most strenuous. The trail climbs more than 300 feet up through a dense lodgepole pine forest.

David and Megan

David and Megan

David, Megan and I bring up the rear and lose the others quickly. You walk along the creek in the beginning,

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but then the trail veers away from the creek.

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The path is well-worn and dusty. Long, but not strenuous. Question is, are you in good enough shape to hike 10 miles? David, Megan and I trudged along for three miles and then decided to find a place to sit for a picnic. Hey this place looks good, some fallen trees to sit on!

Time for a picnic

Time for a picnic

What the heck. We’ve lost the others. It’s still two miles to the lake. How about we call it good and head back?

We take a selfie

Megan, Jody, David

Megan, Jody, David

Then I capture a photo of the area across the path from us:

Pine beetle devastation?

Pine beetle devastation?

Lodgepole pines have been stressed by consistent dry summers, leaving them vulnerable to pine beetles. No wonder wild fires are raging in Idaho.

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Meanwhile, Eric, Paul, Pauline, Adam and Meredith make it to the lake. They shared their photos with me. So now you and I get to experience Hell Roaring Lake vicariously through their photos! Just think, too, it has saved us the stress, time, and wear and tear of getting there.

We’ve arrived at Hell Roaring Lake!

Photo taken by Meredith

Photo taken by Meredith

The lake is pretty, but if you want the good views of the mountains you need to cross the inlet and walk another half mile. Look carefully at the center of the photo and you’ll see: the only way to cross the inlet is to traverse a log. Here I have zoomed the photo so you can see – the log is near the center of the photo:

 you have to cross the log

you have to cross the log

Great. You’re already exhausted, do you really need to put yourself through this?

Of course you do. Eric leads the way across the inlet. Adam and Meredith follow. Pauline and Paul decide not to bother with that last half mile. Me personally, I suspect I would need a bit of coaxing to maneuver my exhausted body across the log and beyond. If you think at this juncture you do want to cross the inlet and walk that last half mile … follow Eric, Adam and Meredith. We’re at the log now. Hmmmmm. Hesitating on this. How to cross it without slipping, scraping your ankle, twisting a knee??? No worry. Meredith will now demonstrate how it’s done:

Ha. Piece of cake – if you’ve had years of gymnastics training. Okay so now we have walked the last half mile along the lake for a close-up view of the Finger of Fate (at 9,775 feet) and other peaks. Here are Eric’s photos

Adam and Meredith

Adam and Meredith

Finger of Fate - still a bit smoky

Finger of Fate – still a bit smoky

We arrive back at the Lodge starving and exhausted. The wind has shifted direction – and it’s smoky again:

Back at the Lodge

Back at the Lodge

We drive to Stanley for dinner

Smoky in Stanley!

Smoky in Stanley!

Sunset view of Sawtooths from Stanley

Sunset view of Sawtooths from Stanley

The smoke clears again on Tuesday. We’re a bit tired so we just hang out at the lodge and on the lake. Meredith and Pauline both rent kayaks:

Meredith kayaking on Redfish Lake

Meredith kayaking on Redfish Lake

The rest of us just hang out. Except for Eric, a.k.a. ‘Mountain goat,’ who was off on another huge hike.

A patio table near the outside bar and concession stand overlooking the lake, serves our purposes just fine

The self-proclaimed Three Wise Men declaring one beer is not enough

The self-proclaimed Three Wise Men declaring one beer is not enough

Megan orders an ice cream. Double scoop, please…

A little top heavy -  what to do with it?

A little top-heavy – what to do with it?

We shop at the General Store:

Yes, they sell apple pie

Yes, they sell apple pie

Matching sweatshirts for Megan and Pauline!

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We spot the perfect miniature poodle girlfriend for Rudy:

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She could teach him a thing or two about healthy eating habits:

in case you wondered, Rudy is also a miniature poodle

In case you wondered, Rudy is also a miniature poodle

Wednesday morning the winds blow in our favor – the air is clear! But we have to check out and drive home. That figures. I snap one last clear photo of Mt. Heyburn before we hit the road:

Redfish Lake, Wednesday August 24, 2016

Redfish Lake, Wednesday August 24, 2016

I don’t snap any decent photos of the Sawtooths on the drive home. But Eric does:

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Well, I take that back. The best views of the Sawtooths are from lower Stanley. Unfortunately, they were behind us as we drove through Stanley.

So I captured a photo of the Sawtooths in our rear view mirror.

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Oh, and that’s Paul driving my blue Avalon, with Adam and Meredith.

Craters of the Moon, Pioneer Fire, and Redfish Lake, Idaho

September 3, 2016

A couple weeks ago (August 21-24, 2016) our family made a trip to Redfish Lake Lodge in the Sawtooth mountains near Stanley, Idaho. Our group of 7 included David, Megan, and me, son Adam and wife Meredith from New York, and David’s siblings – Paul from Kenosha, WI, Pauline from Arizona. My brother, Eric, a.k.a ‘mountain goat’ met us at the lodge.

Redfish Lake is about a 4-hour drive from Idaho Falls. Traveling west on Highway 20 past Arco you come to Craters of the Moon National Monument. Craters of the Moon is one of the best-preserved flood basalt areas in the continental United States. We had to stop. Five of our group climbed to the top of Inferno Cone. A short but steep trail up the cinder cone leads to an overlook of the entire monument. Five of our group hiked to the top. I snapped a photo of them on their way back down.

Family portrait on Inferno Cinder Cone

Family portrait on Inferno Cinder Cone

Bottom left is Paul, then David, Pauline behind, and Adam and Meredith on top.

Next we walked the 1/2-mile trail to Indian Tunnel.

Megan leads the way

Megan leads the way

Craters of the Moon

Craters of the Moon

We all made it to the tunnel but only Adam and Meredith went through it. I met them at the exit and captured photos as they emerged. First Meredith’s head pops through

Meredith is reborn

Meredith is reborn

Then Adam

Adam emerges

Adam emerges

This Indian tunnel link gives you a photo of the tunnel opening just before you find your way back out.

Adam and Meredith scramble up

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and we follow the cairns imbedded in the molten rock surfaces to get us back to the trail.

Heading back

Heading back

An hour later we lunch in Ketchum and then head toward Galena Summit. Beautiful day! We keep an eye on the car in our rear view mirror – it’s Paul driving my blue Avalon with Adam and Meredith

toward Galena Summit

toward Galena Summit

Check out the Galena Summit view! What?

Galena Summit

Galena Summit

The far peaks, by Redfish Lake, are socked in with smoke. Oh well. We had already heard about the Pioneer Fire in the Boise National Forest, northeast of Boise, that had started on July 28 and was working its way toward Stanley. The fire is still burning today (Sept 3, 2016) and will likely keep burning into October. Check out this link to the Pioneer Fire – published two days ago, on Sept. 1. It shows a video of the Pioneer Fire taken from a helicopter four days ago, on August 30. Hot, dry weather this week caused the wildfire to grow much larger. There are more than 1,100 people working to contain the fire, and as of August 31, it was 58 percent contained. It has grown 13 times larger since July 28.

There are multiple fires in Idaho this summer due to a considerably long dry period combined with excessive amounts of old dead timber. This summer has been one of the driest summers on record in Idaho.

Onward to Redfish Lake, those aren’t rain clouds ahead!

smoky ahead!

smoky ahead!

We’ve reached the blanket of smoke now

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Pioneer Fire near Stanley and Redfish

Pioneer Fire near Stanley and Redfish

The Sawtooths are coming into view. Mount Heyburn is the jagged peak on the left.

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5:30 PM. We’ve pulled into Redfish Lodge – time to check in, in what should be broad daylight. Eerie.

Check out the sun, Megan!

Check out the sun, Megan!

(We made a trip to Redfish August of last year as well, during beautiful weather. I took lots of photos of the Sawtooths and blogged about it exactly a year ago. – click on the link here to see clear photos of Redfish Lake Lodge and the magnificent Sawtooths in late August 2015…)

We check in at our cabin. Then gather for dinner at the Lodge. “Hey Paul, Adam, Meredith – pose for a photo!”

Bloggers are annoying

Bloggers are annoying

That’s better :0 :

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Eat, rest, and be merry, all, but mostly, build up strength, because tomorrow we’re doing the 10-mile round trip hike to Hell Roaring Lake. Yeah, I guess we are. My brother Eric met us at Red Fish Lake Lodge for dinner and somehow talked us into it.

Adam, Meredith, Pauline, Eric, Megan at dinner (David, Jody and Paul missing from photo).  Meredith loves to be photographed

Adam, Meredith, Pauline, Eric, Megan at dinner (David, Jody and Paul missing from photo). Meredith loves to be photographed

Sure, Eric. We’ll do it. Does that sound like a potential death march to you?

Niagara Falls, Canada (Part 3)

August 5, 2016

June 30, 2016. We’ve crossed the bridge to the Canadian side of Nagara Falls now, where you experience the classic, iconic, picture perfect views of the Falls. There’ll be no more digressing in my blog about such things as ghosts, giant worms, slippery sidewalks and the Made in America Store selling American Flag t-shirts made in Bangladesh.

But, when you arrive in Niagara Falls, Canada, you don’t just magically land at the Falls. You have to find parking, or in our case, find your motel, then find your way down to the Falls. We’re on the 17th floor of the Doubletree Inn. I took a panoramic photo of the view from our motel window:

Niagara Falls, Canada

Niagara Falls, Canada

You see the mist of the Falls on the far right side of the picture. A bit of a trek for us. We decide to park next to the Skylon Tower (that needle tower) and walk. The Skylon Tower, built in 1965, was undoubtedly fabulous for its time, but today stands like fossilized dinosaur. The main floor is one giant empty arcade. We walk around the second story perimeter and experience our first sighting of the Falls:

View of the Falls from the second floor balcony of the Skylon Tower

View of the Falls from the second floor balcony of the Skylon Tower

There you see Terrapin Point across the river where we stood yesterday and I took photos and videos next to the Falls.

Well, let me tell you. You might look like you’re close to the Falls, but try to get down to Niagara Parkway and the Falls. The rooftops you see in the picture above are structures built above a steep drop-off, as if coming off a bluff. Here is a Google map of the area. The only road down to Niagara Parkway on our side of town is Murray Street, unbeknownst to us. We cross it and keep going on Fallsview Boulevard, parallel to the Falls. We hear the Falls, we glean glimpses of the Falls, but we can’t get down to the Falls.

What are we doing up here?

What are we doing up here?

Alas! We arrive at a cable car that transports you over the drop-off right to the Visitor’s Center on the Falls!

Problem solved!

Problem solved!

Down we go

Hold on, Megan!

Hold on, Megan!

Looking back up you can see how steep the drop-off is that separates the town and motels from the Falls.

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Here’s the visitor’s Center:

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And the iconic views of Horseshoe and American Falls:

Horseshoe Falls

Horseshoe Falls

American Falls

American Falls

I took a video:

A photo of David and American Falls:

Which is more handsome?

Which is more handsome?

Another view of Horseshoe Falls:

Maid of the Mist

Maid of the Mist

A panoramic photo:

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Back in the Visitors Center now, the ‘Journey Behind the Falls’ tour looks interesting. Let’s do it!

Waiting in line,  part of the experience

Waiting in line, part of the experience

We wait in line. Up at the window we learn that the next available tour is four hours from now … Okay so you need to plan ahead here. Our next trip to Niagara Falls (yeah, right) we’ll book the tour first thing, then see the Falls, then go to lunch, then …. well, maybe you can book it online …?

There were no stories in the Visitors Center about folks going over the Falls in a barrel but there was this story of the only person to unintentionally go over the Falls and survive:

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Young Roger Woodward. The sign reads: ‘After a boating accident on July 9, 1960 the 7-year-old was swept over the Falls wearing only a life jacket and a swimsuit . The crew of the Maid of the Mist II rescued Roger, pulling him unharmed from the churning water. Roger’s 17-year-old sister Deanne was pulled from the river above the Falls by two onlookers and the driver of the boat, Jim Honeycutt, lost his life in the tragic event.’

The first recorded person to survive going over the Falls was Annie Edson Taylor, “The heroin of Horseshoe Falls” who went over the Falls in a barrel in 1901. Though bruised and battered, Annie made it. Here’s a link with photos and stories of Annie and other daredevils going over the falls. Annie expected fame and fortune from her publicized stunt. She died in poverty.

The link also includes photos of ‘Infamous Bobby Leach’ who plunged over the Falls in a steel barrel on July 25, 1911. Bobby broke both kneecaps and his jaw during this dare devil stunt. Years later while touring in New Zealand, Bobby slipped on an orange peel and died from complications due to gangrene.

Oh no. Did I digress?

“Better to be caught in a patch of yarrow than to go over Niagara Falls in a barrel.” (Brilliant, Jody)

I dunno. I should put a wrap on this trip. Aw, but over the next four days we attend a wedding, celebrate Canada Day, attend the Annual Gay Pride Parade in Toronto, get stuck in US customs on the way to the airport, and lose my carry-on luggage on one of our flights home. There. Five blogs in one, excluding digressions.

Except I did capture a fine photo of Justin Trudeau …

Niagara Falls – Part 2

July 29, 2016

to continue … it’s Wednesday, June 29. We’re in Niagara Falls on the American side, exploring the sites – This sign gives you a big picture of the area and the layout of the Falls:

overhead view of American Falls and Horseshoe Falls

overhead view of American Falls and Horseshoe Falls

You see American Falls in the center and Horseshoe Falls on the left. We were at the number ‘1’ area earlier, that I just blogged about – where the Maid of the Mist loads and unloads, where we walked up alongside American Falls in our blue raincoats and took the video…

After lunch we walked over the bridge to Goat Island

Bridge to Goat Island

Bridge to Goat Island

out to Terrapin Point (# 3 on the map)- right up beside Horseshoe Falls

Walking to Terrapin Point

Walking to Terrapin Point

We’re approaching the Falls now…

Horseshoe Falls ahead

Horseshoe Falls ahead

You get the best views of the Falls from the Canadian side. But on the American side you can stand right alongside the cascading American and Horseshoe Falls.

American Side of Horseshoe Falls

American Side of Horseshoe Falls

I took a video

The walks are slippery.

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Looking right you see American Falls and the bridge that crosses the Niagara River into Canada.

American Falls

American Falls

Walking back. It’s fun to people watch

Fashionistas

Fashionistas

Captured one last video of the Niagara River and Horseshoe Falls

Crossing the bridge back from Goat Island.

Where's the crowds?

Where’s the crowds?

Sure picked a good time to visit Niagara Falls, hardly any crowds. Judging from the entrance to the Maid of the Mist, lines can swell to Disneyland proportions.

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The trolley cars are fun

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Especially when the lines are short and you can find a seat at the Trolley stop.

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Hey look! Giant worms.

Special Attraction

Special Attraction

Aw, cute.

Okay, so I suddenly find myself out of photos and videos of Niagara Falls – American side. We didn’t cover every special attraction but we absolutely couldn’t pass up the Haunted House.

Niagara Falls Haunted House

Niagara Falls Haunted House

Seeing it reminded me that Megan had never been in a Haunted House. When I was seven or so, I went through a Haunted House, and I remembered it as one of the most exhilarating experiences of my childhood. David and I had to take Megan through this Haunted House to remedy the depravity of her childhood. We had no choice as parents, here, as far as I was concerned.

We’re going in now. (Signs are posted that photography is allowed.)

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Shhhh! Walk softly … Be very afraid

Are you scared yet? David leads the way…. he’s so brave…

Blink your eyes fast while watching this next exhibit

‘Psycho vision’

Uh, well maybe 55 years ago this Haunted House might have spooked a 7-year-old. (Doubtful?)

But, then, as I was about to exit the Haunted House, I swear, a ghost grabbed my i-Phone and shot this video …

Let me outta here!

Okay, time to drive over the bridge through Customs to the Canadian side …

Niagara Falls – American Falls

July 24, 2016

Don’t you just love it when people go visit a place like Niagara Falls, take about 600 photos and videos, and then feel compelled to share their wonderful trip with you? But what the heck. You get to experience it vicariously on the backs of someone else’s dime and efforts to get there – which for us, David, Megan and I, meant driving 250 miles to the Salt Lake Airport, flying into Buffalo, NY, arriving at 11pm – renting a motel in Buffalo, renting a car the next morning, driving to Niagara Falls. We wanted to experience both the American and Canadian sides of the Falls, so we first rented a motel on the American side.

Just to flesh out the experience of flying, at the get-go in Salt Lake, in the security line, David got his pocket knife confiscated. He turns to me all annoyed since I’m the one that Googled ‘Can you take pocket knives on airplanes’ in the car getting to the airport and reported “Yes, you can honey” and read aloud all the detailed descriptions of size of blade, showed him the photos, it had to fold down, etc. But then after his knife was confiscated and we were in line at a kiosk to buy stamps to mail it back to us, I got onto another site that clarified that indeed, in 2013, the FAA had approved folding pocket knives on planes, but after blowback, had repealed the decision. I had obviously read a 2013 post. It cost $6.80 to mail the knife back, but the lady running the register, from Estonia or somewhere, would only let us buy $6.00 worth – “I need the stamps” she said. Great. No problem. David put our address as both the sender and recipient and sure enough the thing got delivered.

Thus, Travel Tip # 1: “Leave pocket knives behind no matter what you read on the Internet.”

Travel Tip #2: “When it’s time to board the plane, screw the lid tightly on your water bottle before putting it in your backpack.” Of course, you’re in such a frenzy gathering up all your stuff and securing your position in line to make sure you can grab what might be the last space for your suitcase in the overhead compartment. Good news, we had overhead space. Bad news, why was there a puddle of water under Megan’s backpack on my seat? I reach in her pack and pull out the empty plastic water bottle. OMG! Quick! Grab all the contents – movies, paperback book, journal, stuffed animal, sweatshirt, pens, cell phone and charger – now the pack is empty except for the puddle dripping through the bottom onto our feet. “Here, honey!” – I shove the pack into David’s arms. “What do you want me to do with it?” he says. “Give it to the Stewardess!” David jumps up and disappears – returns from the lavatory five minutes later. He had turned the thing wrong side out and dumped what was left of the water, wiped it as best he could. It was still soaking wet. Megan and I fly the whole way with a wet empty backpack nestled at our feet, its contents strewed across our seats, all of it drying out.

Oh, and by the way. (Travel Tip #3): The airlines no longer nestle those nifty folded barf bags with built-in ties in the seat pockets in front of you. So when you’re overcome with the urge to hurl you have to flag down a stewardess. (How many on that flight besides Megan suffered from flight anxiety?)

Good news and good news: Although Megan felt the urge to hurl through most of that 2-hour flight from Salt Lake to Minneapolis, she didn’t. The other good news: We had snagged ourselves, free from Delta Airlines, a right fine hamper-sized waterproof bag with handles, perfect for stowing a whole trips’ worth of dirty clothes. Albeit on the flight we now faced the additional challenge of keeping the bag in barf position while avoiding knocking the movies and other contents of Megan’s pack off our seats to seemingly Timbuktu since we didn’t have enough leg room to bend over and pick them up.

Flight barf bag - our first free souvenir

Flight barf bag – our first free souvenir

We dumped the dirty contents of the bag directly into a laundry basket when we arrived home. I’m saving the bag for future use – like maybe as a hamper on our next camping trip. Or a car barf bag, in case the whole family and the dog on a road trip all come down with food poisoning and/or nasty bug at the same time.

I could write a detailed blog by itself just about passports. First, you need an agreed-upon plan for managing your passports. Besides checking their expiration dates months before your trip, also find a safe and secure place to stow them while traveling, but also not so secure to where you can’t find them at Customs. I zipped my and Megan’s passports into a secure pocket in my purse. Which is where I also shoved my boarding pass. So when I whipped out my boarding pass at check-in the passports flew out and landed at David’s feet. “What the heck! Put those in a safe place!” Hey, they were in a safe place. He took over the job of managing all the passports, which reduced my stress tremendously. Now, no matter what, if they get lost it’s his fault. No tips for you on passports, other than: “Be cognizant and hyper-anxious at all times as to the whereabouts of all passports. Put one person in charge of them so there is no question as to who’s to blame if they get lost.”

On the drive now, from Buffalo to Viagra Falls. Uh, Niagara Falls. (My computer auto corrects to ‘Viagra’ when I misspell Niagara as ‘Niagra’)

I don’t know what bridge this is but I like the picture.

Must be going over the Niagara River?

Must be going over the Niagara River?

Hey, I was stressed here, okay? – taking photos, trying to relax a little, had we left something back at the motel in Buffalo? Where’s our phone charger?? Megan do you have your phone? Did I leave my book on the bedside?…

We decided to spend our first full day at American Falls, or at the American side of Niagara Falls. We’re watching that “Maid of the Mist” boat loaded to the gills with folks in blue raincoats. (It’s coming and going with a corresponding boat loaded with folks in red raincoats.) The boat lingers for several minutes right at the base of the Falls. Must be a thunderously wet, but exhilarating (perhaps, if you’re not buckled over the sides with sea sickness) experience.

"Maid of the MIst"

“Maid of the MIst”

The one with red raincoats is right at the Falls now:

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We’re in line now, alongside a large group of, Mennonites??

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contemplating whether to take that “Maid of the Mist’ boat to the falls. We decide just to pay to get on the upper viewing deck. What a fantastic view:

View of Niagara Falls from American side - notice the walkway that leads to the falls

View of Niagara Falls from American side – notice the walkway that leads to the Falls

Oh, a boat is returning.

Blue Maid of the Mist returning from the Falls

Blue Maid of the Mist returning from the Falls

We decide to go down and take that walk along the shore up next to the falls. We arrive near the dock just as the masses of folks in blue raincoats are getting off the boat. Gee it would be nice to be wearing those raincoats when we’re up next to the falls… No problem! People are taking them off and tossing them in the recycle bin. Hey you paid for those! Great. We pull three of them out of the trash, what the heck, put them on …

Megan and David - outfitted for the mist

Megan and David – outfitted for the mist

We merge with the blue crowd off the boat walking the misty path that leads you alongside American Falls. Along the way I’m humming that low-toned “HarUmmmm-Um, HarUmm-a-rum-a-rum” song from the ‘Wizard of Oz’ movie when Tin Man, Scarecrow, and Lion, with his tail sticking out, dress as Guards, and merge with the group of Guards marching into the Witch’s castle, to rescue Dorothy.

There, you see the Falls thundering ahead…

American Falls at Niagara Falls

American Falls at Niagara Falls

We’re as close as we want to get now … here, I took a video

Granted mostly all you see is mist. That’s Niagara Falls, Canada, across the River.

There’s lots of touristy things to do in Niagara Falls. Here you see advertised the Discovery Pass combining five major tourist attractions saving ‘up to 29%’ in price:

'Unforgettable memories at an unbelievable price'

‘Unforgettable memories at an unbelievable price’

Maid of the Mist, Cave of the Winds, Niagara: Legends of Adventure Theater, Gorge Discovery Center, Aquarium. You know, if you have time…

Plus, this attraction:

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Can’t believe David passed that up looking for a place for lunch. We ended up having lunch at the Rainforest Cafe:

Megan nestled comfortably with her bench companions

Megan nestled comfortably with her bench companions

Next to the Apes: (Not to be confused with the ‘Alps’)

We have to shop for a t-shirt or some kind of souvenir. Hey, let’s check out that huge Made In America Store.

Heading toward souvenir city

Heading toward souvenir city

That building is so huge, the stuff they sell could even be made right there. Perhaps there’s a clothing factory in those upper stories and other manufacturing/packaging businesses as well?

Ascending the stairs to the Made in America Store, with a patriotic skip in our step.

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Checking out the clothing racks. How do you get more American than this shirt!

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Made in America for sure, could’ve even been made upstairs!

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Made in Bangladesh?

Okay, well uh, guess I kinda got off track seeing as I have maybe, 40 more photos of the Falls alone. Plus video. Actually I’ve only covered the first 1 1/2 days of our 7-day trip. “Oh, please don’t put us through this, Jody” you say?

What, you want to make the trip yourself?

Robins – Part 3

July 16, 2016

On Sunday, June 26, I watched a female robin building a nest in the honey locust tree in our back yard. I captured a video of it and blogged about it in Part 1 of this series, meanwhile, of course, getting distracted, and down right obsessed, with the yellow warblers pooping on our front door step (Part 2)…

I kept watching the robins. Sure enough the mother was still brooding through this past Tuesday, July 12. I would usually just get a view of her tail above the nest:

Her tail is hard to see

Her tail is hard to see

Since eggs hatch after 14 days I thought maybe they were hatched by this past Tuesday. A few minutes after I took that last photo, I saw mom fly off the nest, shake herself off, hop around with the dad a bit, and then return to the nest:

Mom takes a break

Mom takes a break

Get the circulation going!

Get the circulation going!

Dad was hopping around just a few feet away from her.

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Back to the nest now!

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We’ve been listening for the ‘chirp-chirp-chirping’ of baby birds. This morning I watched the robins in the back yard, Dad maybe, hopping around. But I didn’t see any activity on the nest. No brooding mother, no adults flying with worms to the nest. No chirping. No activity at all. Oh boy.

I got a ladder and climbed up to the nest – captured this photo. Awwwww.

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Come to think of it, I did run 3 magpies off the deck this morning. They hang around here a bit – fly into the top of our giant spruce and make a racket. Thought I’d do a little research on magpies. Sure enough, they regularly prey upon the eggs and nestlings of other birds, especially song birds. (Of course, magpies are regularly preyed upon in turn, by hawks, owls and ravens.)

Magpies are part of the the Corvid or crow family. They are super common throughout the northwest, however, mostly absent in the eastern US. Here is a link with a photo of a magpie and more interesting information about magpies. They mate for life. They are considered one of the most intelligent animals in the world, the only non-mammal species able to recognize itself in a mirror test. (So those warblers pecking at our reflective front door kick plate thought they were pecking at … another warbler??)

Oh and by the way, according to the article in the above link, the longest-living Black-billed Magpie on record was at least 9 years, 4 months old and lived in Idaho (near our back yard, perhaps?).

Magpies walk with a staggering strut and will band together to mob a raptor. They can also kill small mammals such as squirrels and voles. They are nest predators although eggs and nestlings make up only a small portion of the birds’ overall diet. They eat berries, seeds and nuts, and lots of insects too. They use scent to find food, an unusual trait for birds, which generally have very little sense of smell.

Another interesting trait of magpies is that they have been known to grieve and hold funerals for fallen friends. In this article, animal behavior expert Dr. Bekoff, of the University of Colorado, reports an encounter with four magpies alongside a magpie corpse – individually pecking at it, flying off, returning with some grass and then laying it by the corpse, then standing vigil together for a few seconds, then flying off one by one. This ritual has been seen repeatedly in magpies, ravens and crows.

So did those three magpies mob that robin nest? Hmmm. Seems like a good explanation. Are the robins grieving their loss, too?

So, no baby robins after all. Oh well. Haven’t seen the yellow warblers around lately, either.

Although there’s ample evidence in our flower garden of a thriving slug population.

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There now. Doesn’t that cheer you up?

Robins, Warblers … Part 2

July 13, 2016

So I thought I was done telling this warbler story, you know, those little yellow birds, quite cute actually, flitting around right at our front door, leaving droppings on the stoop and making a huge mess.

When David, Megan and I were first discussing how to deal with the warblers, we decided an owl might scare them off. But where, pray tell, do you find an owl? Download an owl photo off the internet? Print it out and tape it to the front door? I had considered that option.

Then David scrounged up Herbert, our life-like wooden jointed cobra snake, from the basement. He set him out there right against the front door and, sure enough, Herbert has done the job.

Herbert, admiring his reflection

Herbert, admiring his reflection

The birds quit their ‘peck-peck-pecking’ out front but are still regularly spotted in the back yard.

Except, it’s been unnerving opening the door to Herbert, having him out there 24/7. He constantly startles us; we’re just never quite prepared for the sight of him.

Then there’s this problem of people stopping by. This past Sunday I spotted an old friend charging up our walk to the front door. I wanted to stop her, warn her about Herbert, but she backed off the step with a start and inquired about the snake as soon as I opened the door.

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I’m just not keen on having to calm visitors and explaining the ‘snake-vs-pooping warblers’ situation to everyone who knocks on our front door. We really have to come up with another way to scare off the birds.

Enter, uh, the Universe, I guess. Because later Sunday afternoon Megan and I decided to park by the Snake River in Idaho Falls and walk the greenbelt. I swerved toward the curb into this parking space in the shade. Noticed a small stuffed animal sitting along the curb there, but what’s the harm in running it over, I want this spot!

We climb out and Megan looks under the car, hey, mom look! It’s a little baby owl! Seriously. We retrieve it and I suggest we leave it in the grass in case whoever lost it comes back looking for it. No. Says Megan. We can use it to scare the warblers! Oh! You’re right Megan! It was in great shape other than a few tire marks and, well, it’s eyes were a bit scratched up:

Maybe Winslow can do the job!

Maybe Winslow can do the job!

First thing yesterday morning Megan made sure we relieved Herbert of his duties.

"Herbert has to go, mom"

“Herbert has to go, mom”

Although Herbert’s done a good job it was just too creepy making eye contact with him every time we opened the front door. Enter: Winslow

Winslow's scratched up eyes make her spookier!

Winslow’s scratched up eyes make her spookier!

Herbert’s a gentle snake, though

What to do with Herbert?

What to do with Herbert?

It just seemed a travesty to exile him back into his dank corner in the basement. Let’s let him loose to explore the house a bit…

Oh boy, he’s in the poinsettias!

Master of disguise

Master of disguise

Better keep an eye on him, he’s wily. Where’d he go?

Peek-a-boo

Peek-a-boo

Herbert meets spider.

Herbert makes a friend

Herbert makes a friend

Spider has been living in the potpourri ever since last Halloween when he escaped the box. I blogged about spider here, our new permanent house guest who’s taken up residence in the downstairs bath.

Oh boy, Herbert’s headed up the stairs… Man he moves fast!

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Straight to Megan’s bedroom. No Herbert, it’s not gonna fly, you posing as one of Megan’s stuffed animals

Bedtime disaster

Bedtime disaster

Herbert makes another friend. He has big dreams

Herbert finds a mate

Herbert finds a mate

No, Herbert, you are not falling in love and starting a family. And certainly not up in Megan’s bedroom!

Herbert needs a purpose. We could give him a new assignment. OUTSIDE. I know! He’s great at scaring off the birds, let’s see if he can keep the birds from eating the tomatoes!

Herbert finds a new calling

Herbert finds a new calling

There. He looks happy now.

As for Winslow, she’s been on her watch for 24 hours. It’s a kinder, gentler creature now that greets you at the front door.

Winslow saves the day

Winslow saves the day

And we aren’t startled opening the front door…

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No more explaining to frightened visitors.

Of course, now we’re on high alert for that ‘peck-peck-pecking’ sound. When do yellow warblers migrate south for the winter?

Robins, Warblers and ‘Herbert’

July 9, 2016

Two summers ago, in 2014, we had robins nesting in a honey locust tree in our back yard. I took lots of video on August 3, 2014, the day the hatchlings fledged, and blogged about it. Here is a link to the blogs.

This summer the robins are back! Nesting in the same place. I was out in the back yard on June 26 and witnessed robins building a nest, in the exact same location, at the intersection of two low hanging limbs. I shot a couple of videos:

The female chooses the site and builds the nest, while the male might help gather nesting materials (depending on his mood?).

Or lead the female to a resting place when he sees she needs a break …

Who's got the beer?

Who’s got the beer?

A new nest is built for each brood, and in northern climes the first clutch is usually placed in an evergreen tree or shrub, while later broods are placed in deciduous trees (this must be this family’s second clutch?). It takes from two to six days to build the nest, with an average of 180 trips per day to find materials.

Building a nest is a lot of work!

Meanwhile, a cutesy chatty pair of yellow birds shows up. I think we just have one pair of these, but they surely have made their presence known. At first we’re like, “Oh, cute!’ when one would flutter up against our back kitchen window. Then flutter up there again, lingering, as if admiring it’s reflection. Then over the course of a day or two the window gets all mucked up – the birds were fluttering, lingering, and then apparently puking on the outside of our kitchen window. It became creepy and Megan started banging on the window to scare them away. I was out there with windex scrubbing off the mess.

Then we were hearing this ‘peck-peck-peck-ing’ on our front door starting first thing early morning. It was creepy too. One of those dumb yellow birds again! I’d quick!, open the front door, but of course, it was gone. Now the birds were fluttering, pecking, puking and pooping – right at our front door.

I went out there with a bucket of soapy water and scrub brush and scrubbed it off. But then within a day or two it was a mess again. Here – I took a photo:

Yuk!

Yuk!

The little yellow birds were standing on our doorstep admiring themselves in the reflective kick plate, pooping and regurgitating on their reflection. Hey, whatever floats your boat, birdies. Noooooo! We had to do something.

I was constantly complaining to David about it – “Look, honey, there goes one of those yellow birds!” as it flits past the front window.

A while later I notice our vegetable scrub brush quarantined in a glass by the sink:

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“What’s this doing here?” I ask David.

“Oh, I used that brush to scrub the bird poop off the front stoop…”

“Ewwww! I scrub potatoes and carrots with that brush!”

“Yeah, well thought I’d help you deal with the bird problem …”

I walk to the front door and open it. Ahhhh! You’re kidding!

Hello

Hello

“The snake just might scare the birds away,” says David.

He had brought that wooden jointed cobra snake we bought in Mexico about 8 years ago, up from the basement.

It startles us every time we open the front door.

Hi again

Hi again

As for those yellow birds, I did finally capture a couple of photos of them. At the back sliding door, since that snake did scare them away from the front door:

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My sister Lisa, an avid bird watcher, identified them. ‘Yellow Warblers‘. I did a Google search on Warbler behaviors and couldn’t come up with anything remotely matching our experience. It’s simply ‘be as annoying as possible to the Caraher’s’ behavior.

As for the robins, David captured a photo of her yesterday – roosting on the nest.

July 8, 2016

July 8, 2016

You guessed it. The female sits on the eggs too. (While the male checks out the local bird baths? I dunno…) The eggs hatch after 14 days, and the chicks leave the nest, fledge, two weeks later. While the chicks are still young, the mother broods them continuously. When they are older, the mother will brood them only at night or during bad weather. (You know, out of sheer exhaustion.)

As for the front door situation with the warblers, ‘Herbert’ seems to have solved the problem. I pulled into the driveway the other day to witness a neighbor backing away from our front door. She had come over with her granddaughter to deliver some cupcakes and I heard her say “Honey, I don’t think it’s alive.” Luckily I was able to explain the situation as to why we have a life-like cobra roosting on our front doorstep.

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I guess I should consider us lucky that we still have mail delivery. Although we haven’t received any UPS packages recently.

Overall, we’re one bigger happier family with the robins, warblers, Herbert and all. Although Herbert still startles me when I open the front door.

I'm your Huckleberry

I’m your Huckleberry

He’s pretty much going to stay there as long as those warblers are around. I’d like to preserve our vegetable brush for scrubbing vegetables.