Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Go West Young Man (6)

     The lessons of life are always very educational, particularly when one has not taken the time to do the homework or study ahead of the "test", this became very apparent on this particular day.
     We began the day early, having the usual "free" Continental Breakfast consisting of hard boiled eggs (it is a good thing we were rather active on this trip or our cholesterol levels would have skyrocketed), coffee, orange juice, bagels sans lox but with cream cheese, waffles. Then off to Mass at 7 AM at Saint Pius X Catholic Church which we found close to the hotel the evening before. Being the skeptic of the day, and seeing the name of the church I was wondering it this was a church of the Society of Pius X, in other words, not in communion with the See of Peter. My skepticism was unfounded as in small letters on the marquis it stated "Diocese of El Paso". The presider at Mass was an Columban priest from Australia, who is current a parish priest across the river in Ciudad Juarez, in Mexico. It was rather interesting to hear the bilingual Mass being said in Spanish and English - both with an Australian accent.
    After Mass we had the intention of taking the tram up to the Franklin mountain trail, and this is where the part of doing the homework comes in. We get to the gate and see a sign that the tram is closed for the day, and we are not aware of any other way of getting up there. There are actually several other ways, but we didn't know that (homework or the lack thereof).
    It is an area that should be explored if the opportunity presents itself, but first do the homework. Here are some links to the Franklin Mountains park area and trail. http://www.tpwd.state.tx.us/spdest/findadest/parks/franklin/
http://www.localhikes.com/Hikes/N_Franklin_Mountain_2320.asp
http://www.trails.com/tcatalog_trail.aspx?trailid=BGS133-001
http://texastrails.org/traildetail.cfm?id=513
     As a result of this oversight on our part we decided to continue the journey rather than wait until tomorrow. We are still on the mission trail pursuit and so we pack up and leave El Paso heading west into New Mexico. But here is an important side note - somewhere along the way while looking at the map of New Mexico Norma notices the city of Roswell. Since she likes science fiction and stuff of that sort, all sorts of bells go off, "area 51", "aliens", "UFO's", and all of this in Roswell. Our itinerary is changed a bit to spend the night in Roswell so we can see all the strange things that are there. She is so lucky to have a husband that doesn't mind, even if he is not much into this kind of "stuff".
     We enter New Mexico, the "Land of Enchantment" just after 10 AM (MST) and stop at the "Welcome Center" and pick up some information and take a few picks.
At the State of New Mexico Welcome Center just off of Highway 10

The State of New Mexico Welcome Center - note mesquite fence and old wagon in the back, as well as adobe building.
     Shortly after leaving the Welcome Center we turned off of Hwy 10 and onto NM hwy 28 toward the town of Mesilla. On the way there we drive through an area full of Pecan plantation, and come to a sign that states this is one of the largest pecan plantations in the world. We stopped and took some pictures driving through this tunnel of trees, but somehow I must have deleted them, because they are not in the file of the trip. The plantation is Stahlmann's somewhere between Las Cruces and Mesilla.  Here are some links to Mesilla.
http://www.oldmesilla.org/
http://www.oldmesilla.org/html/history_of_mesilla.html
http://www.oldmesilla.org/html/events_calendar.html
http://www.mesilla.com/
http://newmexico.org/explore/regions/southwest/mesilla.php
     Mesilla's claim to fame is a young man generally known as "Billy the Kid", and here are some links to information about the Kid.
http://www.aboutbillythekid.com/fact_vs_myth.htm
http://www.aboutbillythekid.com/
http://www.spartacus.schoolnet.co.uk/WWbonney.htm
     There were also some rather heavy "range wars" between various cattle baron factions.
      Here are some of our photos from Mesilla.

Just a street view

As said previously, I am fascinated by interesting gates and doors. This one to a private yard.

We are now in the "Wild West", the side walk.

This building housed the courtroom where Billy the Kid was sentenced.

A wanten poster of Billy the Kid.

Another street view.

Good looking really Western "flavor" building.
    Future posts will have the remainder of this interesting day.

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Fame, but not fortune!

     Once in great while one will receive recognition for work well done. Such was the case a bit over a month ago. Our local ABC affiliate did a short special (all of about 3minutes) on one of the ministries I am involved in as a deacon, Apostleship of the Sea at The Houston International Seafarer Center. Aside from the fact that they, (ABC), mistakenly identified me as someone else and that poor person was given my identity, it was a fairly good piece.
     Considering the potentially long lines, autographs will be signed between 4:00 and 4:01 PM (16:00 - 16:01) every Wednesday at a location still to be determined.
http://abclocal.go.com/ktrk/story?section=news%2Flocal&id=8473128
     Here is a link the Houston Seafarer Center Facebook page.

Sunday, January 29, 2012

Cauliflower

     We are two days from the end of the month of January. We have had a couple of really good rains in this part of Texas. One news caster called the first rain, which gave us over 5" (13 cm) one day and another of about 2 1/2" (6 1/2 cm) on another day, a complete draught buster and we certainly hope so. This kick started the slow growing cauliflower and yesterday we harvested the first head which weighed in at 34 oz (2 lbs 2 oz / 1 kg). It will be part of dinner this evening.
The cauliflower head (bloom) still on the plant.

The cauliflower head next to a broccoli head
     Today I harvested our remaining crop of red beets and will pickle the lot in a few days.
I am sure the pickles are not as large as those that will grow in more temperate climates but they aren't bad for this part of the country.
This are truly "fresh from farm to table" beets

Now we just need the help to wash the soil off so the pickling process can be begun.
     The last batch of beets pickled date from May 2011 and there are only 5 jars left.

Friday, January 20, 2012

A Look at the Vegetable Garden

     Today is January 20, 2012 and the last time we visited the garden was on December 7th. The broccoli has grown rather well and we are now harvesting heads as needed for our meals. The cauliflower is growing but seems to be rather slow.
     Here are a few photos of the broccoli.
This of course is a totally un-biased opinion but this is good looking broccoli.

Some of the heads are 8" from edge to edge.

For those working in mm, cm, m and km the same measurement is almost 20 cm.
    Bon appetit.

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Go West Young Man (5)

     As this is being written I am listening to Radio Paloma, a German radio station streaming music of the "good old schlager" kind, presently Kristina Back's "Reden Ist Silber Und Küssen Gold" is playing. This station is streaming constantly without commercial interruptions. Knowing German is a great help, but not essential if one likes good music set to good orchestration, something we could wish for quite often on this side of the Atlantic. Do a Google search for radio paloma, then click on "Radio Paloma - 100% Deutschter Schlager." In that window in the upper right hand section click on "starten" and a smaller window will open, again, click on "starten". You may then close your tab for Radio Paloma and sit back and enjoy the music.
Schlager is a particular genre of German music, literally translated it means"hit(s)", but not in the sense of a hit being the hit today or this week or this month, but literally a hit, and hits are timeless. Part of the lure of the hit is the actual "hit" or the beat, which drives the music, sometimes it sounds a bit like disco.
      The El Paso Mission Trail has an interesting history which I will not bore you with here except to provide the links to the proper information. This link has a short but rather concise write up of the history of the trail which begins in El Paso TX and ends in Santa Fe NM http://www.epcounty.com/history/missiontrail.htm
     My first encounter with El Paso was back in my youth, when one was not nearly as wise as one likes to think one was at the age of 21. I was serving in the US Army and volunteered in early 1967 for an anti- aircraft missile school reported to be at Fort Bliss El Paso (think young man here with a vivid imagination and knowing that Ciudad Juarez is just on the other side of the river). Things didn't quite work out the way imagined, when the bus arrived at Fort Bliss we were loaded into Army buses and driven what seemed like  hours into the New Mexico Desert finally arriving at some little bump in the road named Oro Grande where the school was located. There we learned to shoot airplanes out of the sky with little shoulder fired heat seeking missiles named the "Red Eye". Well this blog is not about the desolation of Oro Grande; 1 mess hall, 2 barracks, 2 class rooms, cactus, scorpions, a rattler or two and not much else.
     Other good links with information about the El Paso del Norte Mission Trail are: ttp://www.elpasomissiontrail.com/.
     After completing the check in at the hotel, and we prefer La Quinta as they are reasonably priced, have clean rooms and by the standards of our country a fair Continental Breakfast, by the way I think all people and companies that advertise a continental breakfast should spend about 4 weeks in Europe travelling from place to place eating Continental breakfast. They would much improve what is offered here. The worst continental breakfast I have seen was in a small place in the middle of nowhere Mexico, in the State of Tamaulipas, and if I remember correctly in the small town Tomasena. The continental breakfast table was set in the lobby (a stretch of the imagination) and consisted of a few cups, one teaspoon, a pot of hot water, a jar of instant coffee, a jar of sugar, a loaf of white bread and a jar of jelly with one knife provided to spread the jelly. But that is stuff for another posting. Somehow I got off topic here for a bit, allow me to return.
    After checking in at the hotel ... we headed out to visit the missions, and remember all of these are still active parishes, as a matter of fact they may be the oldest continuing parishes in the United States. First we  went to the Chapel of Presidio Elizario, which dates back to 1684. This date is about 64 years after the Pilgrims arrived on Plymouth Rock. Here is a photo from in front of this mission as we deliberately did not take any photos inside as there were people gathered there praying.

The chapel at the Presidio Elizario (The Presidio is no more but the chapel stands)

One can almost feel the "Old West" here on the sidewalk,
we are just waiting for a tumbleweed or two to come rolling down the street.

Huge interesting door into - no not the saloon.


Howdy pardner - where's your horse?
     San Elizario holds an interesting historical place. It was at San Elizario that the "First Thanksgiving" in what is now the US took place on April 30th, 1598, say that would be 22 years before the Pilgrims left England / Holland and came across the ocean. Why is this little tidbit not in our history books or taught in our schools?
The community of San Elizario has an interesting history -  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/San_Elizario,_Texas

     The next stop was at Socorro Mission which is just up the road a few miles from San Elizario but before getting there we had to stop and shoot a picture of a house, wall and gate; I am just fascinated with interesting houses, walls and gates, particularly when adobe brick is used in the construction. It looks so "Southwest".


At Socorro Mission we managed to take a picture inside the mission and I was invited to participate / con- celebrate (in the truest sense of the word con-celebrate) the Mass but unfortunately our schedule did not permit it on this day as the hour was getting late and storm clouds were gathering on the horizon, and we still had one more mission to see.
A most interesting and simple "bell tower"

Elegant in its simplicity

Mission Socorro with thunderclouds in the background.
     Here is a link to some of the history http://www.elpasomissiontrail.com/ and here is the link to Nation Park Service information http://www.nps.gov/nr/travel/tx/tx1.htm and last but not least Wikipedia's link to information on this mission http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Socorro_Mission.

      The last stop of the day was at Ysleta Mission which had a festival going on so we got to see the inside of the church as well as Indian dancers and for reasons of accuracy it should be noted that these "Indians" are not really Indians in the sense that we think of Indians of the Southwest. Most likely the dancers were Mestizo of Mexican origin and they are doing dances that relate how they were evangelized when the Franciscan missionaries first came to the New World.
A beautiful mission church with the parish administration bulding ruining the view. 

From a more pleasing angle.
The inside of the mission.

Youngsters in their "drug store" Indian costumes.

Watch out for that really pointed arrow and strong bow.
     Here is a link for more information on Ysleta Mission http://ysletamission.org/about/ and http://www.nps.gov/nr/travel/tx/tx3.htm

    Since we happened to be there during July we did witness some of the celebration of the three day festival
http://ysletamission.org/festival/ . Had we known the festival was taking place we would have scheduled more time in El Paso; lesson learned, do more homework.

The day ended with us having dinner at a just opened Brazilian restaurant that did not yet have its license to sell alcoholic beverages but which did provide complimentary beer, although I am sure the cost was covered somewhere within in the price of the meals. However, it was a good meal. A long enjoyable day with more than one memorable moment - beginning with my passing of an 18 wheeler probably loaded to the maximum, meaning a gross weight of about 80,000 lb and going uphill. I should feel so proud for doing that in our little 2.5 L 4 Cyl. Subaru Forester with all 173 HP doing their best.

Friday, December 23, 2011

December 7th - another side trip.

     One may well ask what does the date December 7th have to do with anything.
It depends on the year appended to the end of the day and month. If 1941 it was a day that will live in infamy but if 2011 it was just another day on the calendar except for this "historical" aspect; it was the date when the last of the peppers were harvested from the vegetable garden.
     We managed to get a reasonable good crop of Anaheim, Pamiento, Red and Yellow Bell peppers. A few days later we had a light frost and the plants died rather quickly. The only thing left out there now is the cauliflower, broccoli, parsley and the rosemary, the oregano will survive quite well because it is in a moveable container and can be moved indoors when needed.
      Below are a few photos of the last crop.
Red Bell Peppers on the left and Yellow in the right.

The quite tasty Pamiento peppers.

The very tasty Anaheims.
      More stuff on the veggie garden will follow in the spring when we start planting again.
      May all of you have a Blessed Christmas and a Most Happy New Year.

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Go West Young Man ---- another installment.

     The drive from Fort Stockton to El Paso on I10 is generally an uneventful drive unless ... If one is a slow driver, say somewhere around 65 MPH or even 70 MPH with the cruise control set for a leisurely pace in order to enjoy the sights along the way one runs the risk of being run right over the top by following drivers, including 18 wheelers. The speed limit on large sections of I10 out in West Texas is 80 MPH meaning that cars and trucks breeze by at 85 to 90 or more MPH. One could almost hear the words that would peel paint off of battleships coming from some of the driver that came up quickly from behind us as we were tootling along at 65 MPH, conserving gasoline and getting great mileage for an all wheel drive vehicle.
     We left Fort Stockton at 9:25 AM but had to stop at a Walmart to get a few things for the journey.  One gets an immediate understanding of the distances in this part of Texas - at 10:07 AM we passed a sign that said El Paso 237 Miles. At noon we passed through Van Horn.
     There were interesting sights along the way and we did stop a couple of times to take the obligatory photographs. The first stop was just outside of Van Horn at a scenic overlook, where a climb was mandated to the top of the overlook; look out for local fauna, particularly the slithering kind but it should also be noted that some of the flora has to be watched out for as it will let its presence be known. Obviously the understanding of scenic is subjective depending on what one likes or dislikes. Here are are a few photos from that stop.
On top of the Outlook looking North

On the Outlook looking toward I10 as it winds it way West.

Spikes everywhere.

Color right in the middle of an otherwise desolate landscape.

More color.
     At 12:30 PM we discovered that we were suddenly an hour younger as we passed a sign that said "Entering Mountain Time Zone" and the clocks and watches went from 12:30 PM to 11:30 AM. I didn't notice any difference in the way I looked or felt, but there was a distinct difference noted on my wife, she certainly looked at least that much younger.
      At 11:50 AM (we are now on Mountain Time) Norma entered the following item in her notes: "Allan actually passed someone going slower than we are, this was an 18 wheeler." My observation is that we were probably going uphill and the driver lost a bit of speed doing so.
      Another stop was necessitated by the landscape - we had to look at some boulders - not rocks - but large boulders that had at one time or another made their way down the "Mountainside" and remembering that this is the erosion process at work, the end result being little grains of sand or pebble.


     A while later we had to make a uturn to go to a roadside stop - natural reasons - but in particular because the shades were teepee's so the "Indian" in me came out.



Hi Paleface - Let us share the peace pipe

     At a quarter to two we arrived at our destination hotel in El Paso. After checking in we began the tour of the El Paso Mission Trail but that will follow in other posts.