Thursday, February 16, 2023

Ft. Langley to N California

 


We braved the I5 highway through both Seattle and Portland today, no mean feat.  Seattle was busy but straightforward, but no big slowdowns.  The traffic continues steady till you get past Olympia.  It calms down a bit but then ramps up again for Portland, where traffic came to a standstill for no apparent reason.  We spotted a three-lane on-ramp where there were 3 traffic lights to alternate which individual vehicle got to proceed to the freeway.

We camped at Champoeg State Park, just south of Portland.  The campsite was busy, we got the second last available spot though there were plenty empty spots marked reserved, a North America wide problem it seems.  Went for a short walk down to the Willamette River before darkness fell.

Woke up to frost and drove through fog all morning.  Much of Oregon had a dusting of snow over night.  Another day of straight driving.  We stopped in Grant's Pass to buy a cellphone program, but so far have not successfully upload it.  We need to phone them to get help, but guess what, we don't have a phone!

We finally gave up, and drove up over the Siskiyou (sp?) Pass and into California.  Smuggled a lemon I just purchased in Grant's Pass into the state because noone was manning the agricultural inspection statement. Because of my agricultural training, I feel guilty, not smug, that I got away with it!

We stopped for the night at the first rest stop along the Klamath River. It was cold overnight, but we were snug with our furnace running.  The rest stop was quiet when we went to bed, but trucks came through all night and we woke up surrounded by big rumbling rigs.  A frosty morning. Minus 5 degrees C.

Snowbirds Once More

 



It was a hectic few days as we got the trailer ready for our first big snowbird trip south since the pandemic.  As well we had to leave the house in decent shape for our housesitter.

It snowed the day before we we left, with forecast for more snow overnight, but we woke to bare roads so we were off.  Traffic was light and road conditions were great until about Lytton when it got really windy, not great for hauling a trailer.

We were a little concerned about our plan to set up at the RV park in Fort Langley as they were not answering their phones on the weekend. But we were able to drive in and get a spot. It was not busy in the winter but they were sponsoring a superbowl party in the rain complete with chili.

Not for us though. We were invited to watch the superbowl in Kitsilano so we set the trailer up and drove into Vancouver in the dark and rain in time to watch the last quarter.  Go Chiefs.  Not a fan at all but I do know one superfan!

Spent a day with our friends.  In the afternoon the wind blew up and we walked down to the beach to witness the big waves roll in and the dramatic sky.  Raining over on the North Shore, of course.

After a takeout meal of our favorite industrial strength sushi (super sized, super cheap), we drove back to the trailer to get ready for tomorrow's border crossing.

Friday, January 20, 2023

Susanne Haeussler (12-27-1930 to 01-13-2023)

 

Our mother and grandmother Susanne (Susi) Haeussler died quietly at home on January 13, 2023 at the age of 92. Susanne Brauch was born December 27, 1930 to Sophie (Reingruber) and Wilhelm Brauch in Gerabronn, a small town in southern Germany. As the eldest of six children, she grew up amid music, literature, and art during the difficult years of the Depression, World War II and its aftermath. After high school she trained and worked as a kindergarten teacher and reconnected with Raimund Haeussler, a childhood family friend. When Raimund emigrated to western Canada in 1952, Susanne and Gisela (Raimund’s sister) followed in 1953. Raimund met their ship in Quebec City and they made the first of many adventurous Canadian road trips to BC. They married in Prince George and soon after moved to North Vancouver where Susanne worked at St. Paul’s Hospital until daughter Dorothea was born. In 1954, Raimund found work at Alcan’s new aluminum smelter, and along with many European immigrants, they moved north to the busy new townsite of Kitimat. Daughters Sybille and Cornelia were born there.

Susanne was a homemaker in the best sense of the word, providing a welcome, stable home with great food for her extended family. She excelled at sewing, knitting and crafts, was an enthusiastic gardener and adaptable cook, stretching the budget with homegrown produce, wild-picked berries, moose meat and salmon. She entertained neighbourhood children with puppet shows and educational games from her kindergarten teacher days and volunteered as a Brownie leader and at the Child Development Centre. She completed Grade 12 through correspondence and night school classes and as an adult learner at the High School and throughout her life was well-read and informed on current world and regional affairs. She raised her daughters to be conscientious, broad-minded Canadian citizens.  She loved camping, the outdoors and mountains in particular and had a deep appreciation for the landscapes, histories and indigenous cultures of northern BC. Though she never achieved her dream of seeing the Andes, she was an avid armchair traveler and enjoyed her daughters' Facebook and blog accounts of their adventures. In her forties, she was a proud member of the first female treeplanting crews in the Kitimat and Skeena Valleys.

When their girls finished school, Susanne and Ray began their next great adventure, moving up the Skeena River to Kitwanga where they built a beautiful hand-crafted log home on 160 acres of forestland. Susanne maintained large vegetable and flower gardens and honed her sustainable lifestyle skills. During 28 years in Kitwanga, they hosted many visitors and enjoyed excursions in their truck camper, making it as far as the Yukon and the Florida Keys. In 2004 they moved to Smithers, where among other amenities, she enjoyed the Sunday night foreign movies and local music. After Raimund’s death in 2007 Susi remained proudly independent at her home in Smithers, keeping up her house and yard, walking to the local shops and cooking healthy meals until a few weeks -before her death.  

Susanne was predeceased by her parents, siblings Eckehart, Marlene and Martin Brauch, and in-laws Gisela and Max Muller. She will be greatly missed by her daughters and their partners Leo, Dave and Richard, grandchildren Andrea and Sonja Coates, Chris and Stephen Neate, great-grandchild Orca, brothers Stephan and Konrad Brauch, sisters-in-law Gisela, Christel and Ursula, 10 nieces and nephews, long-time friends the Koehrers and Monika Ziegler.  Thanks for always being there for us.

(Obituary by my sister Sybille with a few additions by me)

My mom and I having a good laugh in 2019, both of us in sweaters she knit.


Sunday, December 25, 2022

Merry Covid Christmas!


 Just a week before Christmas I came down with cold symptoms and tested positive for Covid.  Leo was not far behind.  This meant we had to miss our final Christmas performances and postpone our Christmas trip to Smithers to see my mom.  We missed out on the annual Christmas Bird Count. (Temperatures were in the minus 30s C so maybe that wasn't such a bad thing.)

We both were candidates for the antiviral drug paxlovid so that and our five vaccinations probably have something to do with our mild symptoms.  Nevertheless we have been self isolating for the last week and will continue till we test negative.

Leo is keeping busy shoveling snow and chasing cats, pigeons and this handsome fellow away from our bird feeders.


Our friends have been dropping essential groceries and goodies so we are hardly suffering. It's been too cold for cross country skiing or hikes anyway though now it's warmed up just in time for Christmas Eve.

Keeping the birds fed is keeping us on our toes as well.



A flock of 50 bohemian waxwings landed in our linden tree then flew off again, probably heading for the laden mountain ash down the street. This is the only shot Leo got!

So a quiet Christmas for us this year.

Saturday, December 24, 2022

O Christmas Tree


 We drove out to the Riske Creek area across the Fraser River to find a Christmas tree.
No guilt tree finding here because it's supposed to be grassland.   Just doing our part to prevent infill. Kind of a long drive but once we arrived we found the perfect tree in short order.


And carried it back to the truck.


Perfect Christmas tree!



Merry Christmas, everyone!

Monday, December 19, 2022

Quick Trip to Vancouver

 

Granville Bridge from Granville Island.  Did not notice that pink mural under the bridge when I took the photo.

In November we made a quick trip to Vancouver because Simon Fraser University's Master of Pest Management program was celebrating its 50th Anniversary.  Leo is an MPM 1989 Grad.  It was not a big do, just a 2 hour cocktail and appies reception as part of the Canadian Entomological Society's Annual Meeting.  

But we were invited to stay with our Vancouver friends Ken (also MPM 1989) and Sue, and hoped to meet up with some of Leo's cohort.  And get out of town!

We'd been having a cold and snowy November, but the weather was favorable for travel so off we went.

Unfortunately, we got the times wrong and arrived just as the reception was officially over.  We missed a few people, but actually were able to meet up with quite a few of our friends from long ago. (34 years long ago!)  Everyone stayed on chatting for another two hours so it was a great visit.

Marmot reunited.  Carl, Ken and Leo


The next day we visited Granville and did a little low key Christmas shopping and gallery hopping.


Some guest artists in residence painted up the (still operating) cement works.

Sue and I took an artwork and left an artwork at this little pocket street gallery.

Recognize my artwork?

The artwork I took had some sketches of girls faces, which reminded me of the many fashion self portraits I used to doodle as a teenager, so I tried to replicate my former style:

Out of practice.  Sue's crazy cat on left.

For supper one night we picked up fried chicken sandwiches from the Jollibee, a famous Phillipines fast food franchise that had come highly recommended by our Filipino friend Wilfred.

Not a bad chicken sandwich, but more to the point:  could I look any more like my Grossmutter?