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One day in
summer 1998 we
climbed from our camp in Santa Fe up to an isolated lake at an altitude of
11,000 feet. This whole area is devoted to winter skiing, and
to reach the lake we had to first find the winding engine for the chair
lift for the skiing and then take the trail up the mountain. |
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One of the difficulties of camping
is that most of the sites we chose had no showers in their
"facilities". Liz and I developed a useful technique for
showering. About every other day we would boil up a few pans of
water on the primus stove and then, standing on the picnic benches we
would pour the water over ourselves (suitably diluted with cold water, I
hasten to add). This proved to be a most effective technique, and it
is now affectionately known by us as a "Santa Fe Shower". |
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On the way back south from the
mountains and the Santa Fe area hat summer we diverted our course and
visited the Very Large Array, the radio telescope at Socorro, New
Mexico. This array of steer able and movable dishes can be encouraged
to perform in a way equivalent to a radio telescope miles across, and
although the resolution is not splendid when used under those conditions,
the sensitivity is incredible. Also incredible was the
"self-guided" tour which they have there. We found the
whole place fascinating, well put together and the visitor facilities
excellent. |
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Each of these massive dishes is
capable of being moved around on railway tracks, and you only have to
stand alongside one of them to realise that one on its own is a
significant piece of engineering. |
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Stretched out across the desert,
you really need to be able to levitate to be able to see the full extent
of the array, but it is possible to see the line of dishes as they march
across the countryside towards the horizon. |
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This photo was taken at Christmas
1998 during our first visit to Terlingua Ranch and Big Bend. The thought of a
flash flood did pass through our minds as Lizzie posed for this photo, but
she was luckily not swept away. |
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During that same Christmas 1998
vacation, this time in Big Bend
National Park. This photo was taken on the way to the "Chimneys", one of the super
walks across the desert. |
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A vacation in 1994 saw us on the west coast, where there was good swimming in warm waters, as this
photo taken at Refugio Beach shows. We spent a long time watching
pelicans flying along the coast. |
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A visit to Universal Studios in LA
was one highlight of that 1994 holiday with the children. Frequent
cooling drinks were needed as we experienced the many delights of this
interesting place, with its many attractions and amusements. A great
place for a day out. |
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In 1994 we also got to San
Francisco. The
Golden Gate Bridge, like most other things we have visited and seen, is
just a bridge when you actually get there. There are places to stand
and look at, and there are places to have your photo taken next to the
sea. |
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It's a nice bridge - very
photogenic, and
San Francisco is an interesting place, but somehow even the Golden Gate
Bridge is just a bridge when you drive over
it. |
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That same 1994 vacation took us to
Yosemite National Park, one of the nicest parks we have ever
visited. Yosemite offers the visitor crystal clear lakes, excellent walking,
magnificent scenery and huge sequoia
trees. |
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James and Abi entering the water
at Refugio Beach, California on our way down the Pacific Coast Highway
heading back to LA in summer 1994 |
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And one photo of me! This
one was also taken in San
Francisco in 1994. |
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A rare shot of James and me,
pretending to be Americans and copying each other in pose and
expression. Like father, like son? |
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I love this picture. Taken at Lone
Pine, Nevada (I think) as the sun set over the High Sierra and the thin
band of cloud reflected its dying rays. You can just see the inn sign in
the lower right of the picture. This was a "nice place",
totally different from what we expected. |
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Liz driving an "Ural"
multi wheeled vehicle in southern Bashkortostan in summer 1995. |
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This vehicle could (and did) climb
almost vertical walls and carried us unscathed through virgin Russian
jungle to our "Wild Jungle" vacation in southern Russia in 1995. |
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There was much fishing to be had. |
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And some swimming in clean, clear
water with fishes nibbling at your exposed parts. |
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Altogether a very different place
- a hundred miles from the nearest habitation, road or power line. |