I'm workamping again at Stagger Lee Music Park again this winter. The job has a new perk: the latest addition to the staff, Theo the Camp Cat.
Theo is one of the sweetest cats I've ever met (and I've loved quite a few).
Saturday, February 14, 2015
Tuesday, May 20, 2014
A friend emailed me several months ago that he was moving out west and would I like to have his tipi poles? Of course I would. So, since I was in Georgia and the poles were in Virginia, I asked Sue to pick them up. Which she did. In a monsoon.
Meanwhile, I ordered a tipi to go on the poles. It arrived in Virginia last month. I didn't. I recorded music in South Carolina, visited one of my daughters and her family on my way north, and finally caught up with the lodge yesterday.
It has been about a decade since my eighteen foot tipi died of dry rot after years of hard use and lots of great camps. This time I got a smaller one. I figure I camp by myself and I'm older than I was... so a fourteen foot lodge should be fine. Less canvas, less poles.
So yesterday after parking the motorhome, I set up the tipi. Loaded stuff for rendezvous into the van, slept, loaded more Stuff, took the lodge down, loaded it...
Now the motor home goes to the shop for electrical work and I'm going rendezvousing.
It looks so wrinkled. Yeah. New canvas is like that. Give it a camp or two. The instructions specifically say not to stretch the wrinkles out.
Monday, May 12, 2014
I set up camp and set out to explore Andersonville.
Lots of artifacts
Civil War attire,
and a model of
in the middle of the room.
Little Leather Library books. Yes, once upon a time you could get a tiny book of Shakespeare along with your Whitman's Chocolates.
"In desperation, a group of soldiers began to pray for water. Soon, a storm broke out, and thunder roared, and where lightning struck the prison ground, a fountain of pure spring water erupted. Whether it was the prayer or construction of the prison that caused the underground water to well up, no one knows, but that clean water saved the lives of thousands of Union soldiers, and continues to flow to this day." (quote is from site linked.)
Sunday, May 11, 2014
Tuesday, April 29, 2014
After going through through the extreme poverty settlement, the path leads on to examples of Habitat building projects as they are built in various countries. These are not American McMansions. They are safe, solid homes that fit in, in the countries in which they are built.
The first country on the path is Mexico. It's a cozy block house with a courtyard and indoor plumbing.
Also in the Latin America / Caribbean area are Guatamala and Haiti.
This house in Guatamala features a block cookstove.
The Haitian house is a core house. It is designed so that the homeowner can add on to it later.
The Africa / Middle East section shows houses as built in Kenya, Botswana, Malawi, Ghana, Zambia, Uganda, South Africa, Congo, and Tanzania.
The Asia / Pacific section featured homes as built in India, Sri Lanka, and Papua New Guinea.
This house for India has built in concrete sinks and counters and laundry sinks.
I know that bathrooms are different in different parts of the world, but the extent of my "world traveling" has been the Bahamas and Germany, both of which use the same sort of plumbing we have in the USA.
In places such as Sri Lanka, they use toilets like this one. The one in the house for India is similar.
The New Guinea house is on stilts due to the monsoons there.
There is also an exhibit showing how blocks are made from local materials.
Many of the homeowners work off their equity making blocks for their houses.
Monday, April 21, 2014
Abandon Hope All Ye Who Enter Here.
What really got me is the 728 administrative steps over three years. Really!?!
Come with me... Enter the reconstruction of a poor settlement, imagine yourself living there, trying to make a better life, trying to survive from day to day...
You would teach your children.
In my next post I'll show the examples they've built here of the homes they help people build there.
Right now, though, I'm going to watch the fisherman and the dog on the point across the sparkling sunlit waters and count my blessings - not that I can count that high...