Saturday, August 22, 2009

Big Girl





So this is little Moira Josephine Gregory at 8+ months of age. She won't crawl, she still doesn't like to sleep all the way through the night and she's a picky eater, but boy does she love to WALK!

She still needs a little help with walking (we hold one hand with her), but she can take about 5 steps by herself before losing balance.

I think there's some metaphor in this whole "I won't crawl before I walk" thing...

...at the very least, her ambition is inspiring!

Monday, August 3, 2009

The Hermit



So it's officially the Alumni Reunion time here at the United World College and "students" from all the way back in the 80's through the present converge on the campus to pretend that they're younger and to relive some old UWC memories. It seems like a pretty fun time, and our friend Jeremiah does an amazing job at organizing and running the whole reunion.


Today, I led a hike for about 9 of the Alumni up Hermit's Peak...one of the more prominant peaks in the Sangre de Cristo mountains that is about 20 miles west of campus. The peak itself is at an elevation of 10,263 feet above sea level, but really only 3700 feet higher than Las Vegas, NM (which is the nearest town to the UWC). It was about a 4 mile hike to the top and it gains about 2,000 feet in elevation.
The peak itself used to be called Cerro Tecolote (Owl Mountain)until the 1860's when Juan de Agostini occupied a cave near the summit. Agostini apparently was born in 1800 as an Italian nobleman's son and later studied for the priesthood, but refused to accept his eventual vows. This cat walked most of the places he ever went to, and his walk to the summit of Cerro Tecolote evidently was something like a 600 mile trek from Kansas. While he lived in his cave on the Summit, he befriended a local group of Penitentes and they evidently thought him a saint.


Only living there a few years, he left to have more foot journeys in excess of 250 miles each and finally ended up in a cave on another peak near Juarez, NM. A friend he met near there was concerned for his health because of hostile locals and asked him to burn a fire every night so the friend would know he was alright. On an evening in 1869, the fire didn't burn. The friend headed up to the hermit's cave and found him with a knife in his back. Evidently, people would still hike up to Hermit's Peak (Cerro Tecolote) even until the mid 1960's to pay homage to Agostini and visit his cave. The Penitentes would continue to make rosaries out of native plants that they took up to the cave at Hermit's Peak.

The hike up to the peak was really nice today. I've been hiking in Sebastian Canyon every day now for about a week, and I feel like I have my altitude lungs back as well as improved knees since a bad backpacking trip earlier in the summer. I have to admit that I'm feeling much more spry on my feet than I have in a long time.





Along the way, I saw tons of these little moths that I mistook for butterflies. Gnophaela vermiculata is the official name. Pretty little guys were everywhere on the trail today along with some Pine White butterflies. At the top of Hermit's Peak, there was a massive hatching of lady bugs as well...my phone was dead though, so sorry for no picture of that.

Saturday, August 1, 2009

my dog has a stiff neck


What's with the dog posts lately? I guess there's just a lot of canine drama around the Gregory house recently.

This is Camden, our sweetheart. When we came home Thursday night from Walmart, poor little Cam was having some major hip issues. She was squealing horribly and couldn't really walk. She's always had bad hips, but we couldn't figure out what would have caused them to flare up so bad in just the 1 hour that we were at the store. We came to the notion that she and Jack must have gotten into it a little while we were gone. We figured that Jack flipped her so that she tweaked her hips.

Camden and I went to the vet today and he heard the whole story and did a physical exam. He came to the conclusion that when she and Jack got into it, he probably caused her to yank her neck too far to one side, causing a mildly inflamed disc. It just so happens that the small nerve the inflamed disc encroached on was giving her a hightened sense of pain in her hips. Poor thing!

She's getting better after some TLC from Kel and Me, and, as funny as it sounds, she seemed to appreciate me taking her to the vet.