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June 29, 2018

Weather Nerdvana

Filed under: Travel — Tags: — BigWeather @ 11:59 pm

Woke up fairly early (I had had a terrible headache the night before and really needed more sleep), Michelle and I got a bite to eat, and checked out about 10a.  We had originally thought about going to the Action Figure Museum in Pauls Valley, but a quick video of 6,000 sqft of clutter was enough to convince me that perhaps it’d be better to just give the family a rest and head out at a more relaxed pace.

The tour of the National Weather Center didn’t require us to check-in until 12:45p so we had the luxury of taking side roads to Norman, Oklahoma.  We headed up US-77 through relatively flat and generously wooded (for the Plains) countryside dotted with small no-stoplight towns (one with the not-so-charming name “Slaughterville”), oil derricks, and cows resting in the shade.  We caught a glimpse of some neat yard art — a Volkswagen Beetle suspended on eight slender pipe legs to form a spider.  Sadly I wasn’t quick enough with the camera to catch a picture of it.  Just south of Norman we stopped at a town called Noble that proclaimed itself the “Rose Rock Capital of the World”.  I had a rose rock in my rock collection as a kid and had no idea they came from Oklahoma.

Stopped at Big Daddy’s Smoke House for an early lunch.  The sign on the door offered to buy hickory logs off of anyone that wished to sell, always a good sign.  Michelle had a pulled brisket sandwich and a generous helping of okra (a bit peppery) with some curly fries for the family to share.  Genetta had ribs, myself pulled pork and deviled eggs, and Addison shredded brisket.  He thought it may be too saucy at first but ended up liking it.  The food was great, I really liked the taste of the pulled pork in particular.  They had their paper towels in buckets that looked like upside down cowboy hats.  The entire place had Oklahoma University Sooners football memorabilia scattered about — I had forgotten we were close to that.

Big Daddy's Smoke House in Nobel, Oklahoma

Big Daddy’s Smoke House in Nobel, Oklahoma

Towards the end of the meal Addison asked to get up and headed along the road to the Rose Rock Gallery and Museum while the rest of us finished up and settled the bill.  We followed along shortly in our car.  The museum was free and just a couple of rooms but still interesting, detailing not only the geology and chemistry behind the formation of rose rock but also the impact on the area with pageants, etc.  The gift shop was nice, all of us found some nice small gifts (and a magnet with the Oklahoma flag and a very small rose rock on it — awesome!).  I asked where the rose rock was found and she said it was all on private land pretty much and that the museum had a twenty year lease at $3,000 per year to extract whatever they needed.  Ouch!  Genetta relayed the legend of the Cherokee that rose rock was formed at the end of the Trail of Tears by the blood of the braves and the tears of the maidens.  Addison quipped (none of us meaning disrespect here) “Yeah, they got walked.”  He can be so blunt at times (and effectively abuse grammar).

Display full of rose rocks, found near Nobel, Oklahoma

Display full of rose rocks, found near Nobel, Oklahoma

Hit the road again, continuing along US-77 to Norman.  I missed a turn (as I do) and we ended up going through OU’s campus and right alongside their impressive football stadium.  Campus reminded me quite a bit of NCSU in that brick was the primary building material (and indeed the soil throughout Oklahoma was very red like in North Carolina) but the buildings looked quite a deal fancier and not so modern / random.  It was very flat and quite sprawling.

Oklahoma Memorial Stadium, home to the OU Sooners

Oklahoma Memorial Stadium, home to the OU Sooners

We finally made it to the research complex containing the National Weather Center.  I geeked out just seeing the National Weather Center sign with the NOAA seal to its right.  The building itself was quite impressive, brick and glass with a nice fountain leading to the entrance.  Inside the lobby we got our visitor badges and were permitted to roam around the first floor.  The first floor had a glassed-in waiting room with seven monitors side-by-side in portrait mode showing current weather conditions, weather facts, and the occasional video (without sound, unfortunately — would’ve loved to hear them).  The room also had a tornado-making wind machine, a vending machine that sold NWC and NOAA goods (shirts, stickers, umbrellas, etc. — sadly no magnets), and two lightning cloud lamps.  Outside the waiting room in the main open area were tables and a large globe that weather conditions, earthquake history, and (due to the times) World Cup balls were projected on to.  Offices for Oklahoma Weather Laboratory (OWL, cute) and other weather entities were scattered about as well.

National Weather Center sign, get excited!

National Weather Center sign, get excited!

The National Weather Center in Norman, Oklahoma, opened in 2006

The National Weather Center in Norman, Oklahoma, opened in 2006

A lightning lamp has Addison in its sights!

A lightning lamp has Addison in its sights!

Our tour guide was a rising Junior in Oklahoma University’s meteorology program named Mackenzie (I think — substitute a different millennial-sounding name if desired).  She was planning to focus on broadcast meteorology and doing the tours was a way of practicing public presentation (reducing “umm”, “like”, etc.).  She explained that the NWC housed not only federal meteorological departments like the Storm Prediction Center (SPC) and National Weather Service (NWS) for Norman but also academic ones such as OWL  and private ones as well, including one with the sole purpose of producing tailored forecast for merchant ships around the world.  She talked about the large globe and that on May 4 it was made to look like the Death Star.  Additionally, the wall for weather information could be used in off-hours during slow meteorological times for playing around with, like Mario Kart.

The large globe in the open area of the NWC

The large globe in the open area of the NWC

A nine-panel wall of weather awesomeness!

A nine-panel wall of weather awesomeness!

She showed us a couple of movie prop Tornado data gathering machines built for the movie Twister as well as a real one called Toto.  Adjacent to that was the cafeteria, the Flying Cow Cafe, with a name inspired by the flying cow in that movie.  They were going to name it that or the Iso Bar and Grill — personally I liked that more.  We rode an elevator up to the observation floor near the top of the building.  Once there she explained that the NWC was funded after the May 3, 1999 EF5 tornado devastated Moore just to the north of Norman, killing 41 and causing $1B in damage.  It finally opened in 2006 and the research done there has helped increase warning time.  The observation floor was ideal for spotting incoming storms (sadly none were on offer) as visibility over the very flat — but surprisingly tree-covered — terrain was incredible.  She also went into detail about her hometown meteorologist in Ohio and how he inspired her to become a meteorologist.

Props from the movie _Twister_ on the left, a real one on the right

Props from the movie _Twister_ on the left, a real one on the right

The Flying Cow Cafe (should've been the Iso Bar and Grill!)

The Flying Cow Cafe (should’ve been the Iso Bar and Grill!)

We stepped out onto the roof for a better view then went down the stairs to the second floor where we were able to observe the SPC (even having director Bill Bunting answer a question for her about hail prediction and indicators) as well as the NWS operational rooms.  Neat — monitors and computers and meteorologists sitting at desks assimilating information to prepare their forecasts.  After some questions we were free to wander the lobby once again.  It was about 3p or so and after thirty minutes of playing with finding home, NWC, etc. on the seven-panel via Google Maps and buying some things we headed out.

View from the roof of the NWC

View from the roof of the NWC

SPC operations center at the NWC

SPC operations center at the NWC

NWS Norman forecast office at the NWC

NWS Norman forecast office at the NWC

In all I have mixed feelings about the tour.  There wasn’t a ton of material, not enough to fill an hour and a half to two hours.  It makes sense, though, it would be a bad idea to have tours interfere with the meteorologists’ work.  They should’ve shortened the tour, then.  Rather, she padded the tour with a lot of talking about her life, her goals, etc.  I’m glad we went, and I’m glad giving these tours will help the guide with her goals, but I was left wanting a little more.  But hey, it was free, and it was really cool to see where the magic happens, so there’s that at least.

Hit I-35 again and had to go through Oklahoma City.  I figured it wouldn’t be that bad despite being a Friday as we were passing through around 3:30p to 4p.  Wrong, quite heavy traffic was to be had and I also missed a turn but got it sorted pretty quickly.  One crazy thing we heard on the radio was about an accident at I-40 and Harrison Avenue.  We did a double take but it turns out that Oklahoma City has an intersection of the exact same streets as we have at home!

Once free of Oklahoma City we drove due north across the increasingly grassy plains, the trees becoming quite rare by the time we approached the Kansas state line.  I was surprised that there were a number of cedar trees as I never imagined them doing well on the plains.  In addition we saw many large windmills (not the Wizard of Oz ones but the modern tall three bladed ones).  We stopped by a small Chinese buffet place called Dragon Palace (though I kept calling it “Dragon Place” to annoy Genetta) in Blackwell that was quite good — especially these coffee-flavored finger cakes.  Yummy!

Oklahoma scenery north of Oklahoma City

Oklahoma scenery north of Oklahoma City

Crossed into Kansas shortly after dinner — Michelle and I’s 49th state!  Turns out I-35 had a toll on it to Wichita which was annoying,  It was only $2.25, though, and had human toll collectors so I guess it was OK.  Kansas state routes were denoted with black numbers on a bright yellow sunflower.  Very striking and quite cool.  We finally arrived in Maize, a suburb to the northwest of Wichita, at about 6:30p.  I was struck by how many small lakes were dotted about the landscape, many with walking trails snaking around them.  Also, the roads were laid out in a grid and so very, very flat.

Kansas scenery south of Wichita

Kansas scenery south of Wichita

Checked into our hotel at 7p and immediately headed back out.  I had been wanting to try Braum’s ice cream, Braum’s being an Oklahoma eatery serving ice cream, burgers, and the like — basically a DQ.  I had butter pecan and pralines, Michelle a small sundae, and Genetta chocolate with almonds.  I found mine a bit too sweet, honestly.  Oh well.  We then headed a few blocks to Warren Theatre where we watched Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom at 8:45p.  The seating was stadium seating — never again, my old knees can’t handle that.  The movie wasn’t great, but entertaining enough I suppose.  The theater itself, however, was gorgeous — a main lobby with beautiful lighting and murals showing mythological themes all about as well as smaller lobbies tucked here and there similarly impressively decorated.

Braum's a DQ-like Oklahoma-based chain

Braum’s a DQ-like Oklahoma-based chain

Impressive lobby of the Warren Theatre in Maize, Kansas

Impressive lobby of the Warren Theatre in Maize, Kansas

After leaving I noticed the car seemed to be stalling at lights — not good!  As we were quite far away from Dallas, not good at all!  Especially as we had a schedule to meet to be where we needed to bed down each night and some of those places were far, far away from a Budget office.  Got back to the hotel about 12a, offloaded pictures from the cameras, and got to bed at 1a.

Route for Friday, June 29th, 2018

Route for Friday, June 29th, 2018

June 28, 2018

Oklahoma makes forty-eight

Filed under: Travel — Tags: — BigWeather @ 11:59 pm

A very long day began in the Holiday Inn Express at Boone, NC, as Genetta and I awoke and hit the road to pick up Addison from his mountain outing with his friends.  The road was quite windy but Genetta ably guided us.  Having packed his stuff we hit the road once again at about 8:30a and headed down US-421 then US-64 to home.  I took over driving duties in Winston-Salem just about as her “Boone” playlist had run its course.  Claypool Lennon Delirium and Ghost of a Sabre Tooth Tiger provided the rest of the trip’s music as the three of us arrived right at noon.

We finished packing and did a quick bit of laundry.  Genetta picked up Firehouse for all of us for lunch.  Managed to leave the house right at 2p, arriving at the airport at 2:30p.  Check-in was quite smooth (Southwest is generally pretty good about that) and the TSA agent was very friendly and chatty (Michelle later clued me in that it was likely because the screeners were backed up and he was regulating flow.  Regardless, it was entertaining.  He pointed towards me and said “They’re coming.”  I had no idea who he was talking about, so looked behind me almost expecting Vikings or something coming down the terminal.  Noticing my confusion, he said, “Phish.  Your shirt.”  Ah!

The 4:35p non-stop flight to Dallas was a bit lively.  The head steward was quite funny, quipping jokes in the way that Southwest does (“Pull the cord, if that fails, use the breathing tube, if that fails then it just isn’t your day — kick, paddle, kick, paddle, kick, paddle” and of course the good ol’ “If you have more than one child then choose which has the brightest future and provide oxygen to them after you have seen to yourself”).  The flight was packed with babies which wasn’t ideal, but by and large they were pretty well-behaved.  A young girl on my row (I got aisle, thankfully, though the rest of the family filled a row a few rows up) was a first-time flyer and hearing her delight and commentary was great.

Southwest tail fins at RDU

Southwest tail fins at RDU

Arrived at Dallas’ Love Field (another benefit of flying Southwest is you get to land at the smaller airports at major cities — Love Field instead of DFW, Midway instead of O’Hare, etc.) around 7p and uneventfully picked up our luggage and headed for the rental shuttle.  The lady at Budget successfully up-sold us, which is irritating.  Hopefully it is worth it.  Hit the road to get out of Dallas as fast as possible, but it was already 8p.  Dallas sure has a lot of confusing highways — stacked, express lanes with tolls (but +10 MPH speed limit), lots of feeders — but I managed to navigate us onto I-35E and out of Dallas proper.  We crossed a reservoir and, as the road had settled down a bit, decided to stop for dinner.  I was hoping for something nice, a family place, but none were had, so I settled for the next best thing — an “exotic” (meaning, not found in North Carolina) chain, preferably founded in the area.

Whataburger was founded in San Antonio, so close enough.  I’d heard about it, of course, but had never seen one.  It was very much like Hardees.  Addison and I had patty melts (mine with a peppery sauce which had a little bite, Addison had his with onion rings), Genetta had fried chicken sandwich with fries, and Michelle had a grilled chicken sandwich.  Genetta noted that in Texas it shouldn’t be Texas toast but just toast — she has a point there!  Not great by any means but it did hit the spot so we could get back on the road.

Whataburger, a hamburger chain from San Antonio, Texas

Whataburger, a hamburger chain from San Antonio, Texas

By now night had fallen and we cruised up I-35E then I-35 across northern Texas.  A rising bright moon reflected beautifully on the waters of the Red River as we crossed into our 48th state (well, 47th for the kids, but still…), Oklahoma.  Immediately we passed an impressively large (though seemingly quite empty judging by the parking lot) casino.  Further north we passed through an area that must have considerable scenic beauty — as we saw many signs and some overlooks (and even mention of a falls) for the Arbuckle Hills region.  Next trip, maybe.

Arrived at Pauls Valley, Oklahoma’s Holiday Inn Express quite late, about midnight.  The check-in guy was really nice but the room itself was a bit musty smelling.  As we were exhausted and planning on heading out early we just tolerated it and collapsed.

Route for Thursday, June 28, 2018

Route for Thursday, June 28, 2018

April 6, 2018

Return from Paradise

Filed under: Travel — Tags: — BigWeather @ 11:59 pm

Once again we awoke at 6:30a (I thought this was vacation?!) to pack.  At 8a we headed down to Dragonfly for breakfast without Addison (who generally skipped breakfast).  Michelle and I had two scrambled eggs, bacon, and toast.  She had tea and myself coffee.  We got really lucky as there was a very heavy but brief rain shower while we ate — we beat the rain by minutes at most.  Phew!  Was a near miss (or, as Carlin would say, a near hit) when a boy almost walked through some dropped glass but Michelle was able to stop him.

Windjammer Landing buildings

Windjammer Landing buildings

Church-like building at Windjammer Landing

Church-like building at Windjammer Landing

A heavy downpour happened during breakfast

A heavy downpour happened during breakfast

The beach looked spectacular after the downpour

The beach looked spectacular after the downpour

Addison came down to meet us as we were finishing, meeting us at the mini-mart where we bought Oreos, shortbread, and some Pepto.  We also went souvenir shopping — t-shirts for Genetta, Addision, and Michelle, a couple of Hawaiian shirts for Addison, and of course a magnet.  Headed back to the room to ensure we had everything.  Michelle and Addison called for the resort shuttle while I walked down with the backpack to settle our bill and checkout.  They showed up as I was checking out and were pissed and wet as the bus had never arrived (not unusual, sadly) and on the way down the hill they got soaked by another heavy shower.  Having checked out we hopped into a taxi around 11:10a and set out for the airport on the other end of the island.

Addison out on our unit's sun terrace

Addison out on our unit’s sun terrace

View from our unit towards the northwest

View from our unit towards the northwest

The trip took an hour and forty-five minutes but fairly flew by.  There was bad traffic in Castries but we soon turned inland and crossed over the mountainous spine of the island where the lush tropical foliage crowded the two lane road.  After crossing the center we caught our first glimpse of the Atlantic shimmering bright blue in the noonday sun.  The road winded through a few fishing villages and we glimpsed neat rock formations including a sea arch.  Unfortunately I didn’t get a shot of that, unlike our Caille Blanc driver James this driver meant business and moved us along to the airport.

Intersection in Castries (with a stop light, no less!)

Intersection in Castries (with a stop light, no less!)

Crossing the mountainous spine of the island

Crossing the mountainous spine of the island

Looking down into the eastern (Atlantic) side of St. Lucia

Looking down into the eastern (Atlantic) side of St. Lucia

As Reggae and other Caribbean music played on the radio we talked about license plates (those starting with M were for buses, TX for taxis, and SLG for the St. Lucia government).  As we passed farms he noted that Taiwan was heavily investing in the economy of the island.  He lived in Castries and was very fond of the beach near there, Reduit Beach.  Most villages and towns, it turns out, have a day each week where they hold an open air party and fish fry.

The drive south along the eastern side of the island

The drive south along the eastern side of the island

View of a valley and village

View of a valley and village

Tall palms lined the road

Tall palms lined the road

We arrived at the airport (designated UVF) around 1p or so and quickly got our boarding passes, checked our baggage, and went through security — incidentally tougher than RDU!  The gates were on the first floor but stairs to the second floor provided access to a small food court with several stands.  We noticed one of the stands was heating up food so went to the other one that claimed to actually cook food on the spot.  Michelle had a chicken sandwich, Addison chicken tenders and fries, and myself a bacon cheeseburger.  We also got a coffee cookie, blueberry scone, and lemon pound cake for the journey.  The food wasn’t great but it did its job I suppose.

Small mountain near the runway

Small mountain near the runway

We headed back downstairs to the gate and waited for the hour or so before boarding.  I mostly slept and surfed the internet.  We walked out onto the tarmac and climbed stairs into the tail of the plane about 3:45p.  It was blazing hot.  The flight was largely uneventful.  Food-wise only pretzels and drinks were free so Michelle bought some cheese and grapes to snack on.  The Last Jedi was the movie and we got free headphones to listen to it with but unfortunately it was cut off at the end due to all of the landing announcements.  Grrr!

Our plane back to Miami

Our plane back to Miami

View of the plane's tail as we boarded

View of the plane’s tail as we boarded

In Miami we had a long walk to passport control.  Processing was quick for us though a guy traveling with camera samples was being given a bit of a hassle by the immigration officer.  Went to get our luggage but the belt jammed.  Luckily our schedule wasn’t too tight and we had time to finally get and re-check them and arrived at the gate right as the plane was boarding.  Addison was a bit salty that we didn’t have time to grab dinner, for which I was sorry.  It was a tiring two hour flight to Raleigh, we arrived at 11:45p or so.  Again only pretzels and drink for snacks.  Once we landed we got our luggage and Addison drove us home, stopping by McDonald’s on the way.  We finally went to bed at 1:30a.

It was a fun trip, if a little quick.  St. Lucia was my first tropical destination and it definitely impressed.  The people were friendly, and the sights spectacular.  It was a bit expensive but it was the high season as it was before hurricane season.  We definitely preferred our stay at Caille Blanc and wish we’d have stayed an additional night there at the expense of the (more expensive) Windjammer Landing.  The view was the best I’d ever seen and the snorkeling was fun.  Windjammer Landing was nice but lacked the spectacular view.  It did, however, serve as a base for doing a few activities like the zip line and the whale watching (which was a bit of a bust, sadly).  Still, a great vacation!

Route for Friday, April 6th, 2018

Route for Friday, April 6th, 2018

April 5, 2018

Eighty twenty

Filed under: Travel — Tags: — BigWeather @ 11:59 pm

We woke up at 6:30a, my stomach again upset.  Pepto to the rescue!  Michelle went on to the on-site Dragonfly restaurant for breakfast (two eggs over easy, bacon, and toast).  Addison and I showed up later at 7:50a, myself quickly ordering two scrambled eggs, bacon, and toast with blueberry jam.  We made it to the lobby at 8:15a then took a van to Castries port (after a small delay at another resort waiting for other people to arrive).  Along the way we passed the airport with its New Orleans-like crypts beyond.  Boarding the boat I realized there were only nine of us and was a bit concerned that the trip would be cancelled.  We cruised out of the small part of the port we were in, characterized by smaller boats and dock buildings, some in a state of disrepair.  It was actually quite cool, and the palm trees looming over them made it even cooler.

Old mansion or hotel in the inner harbor of Castries, St. Lucia

Old mansion or hotel in the inner harbor of Castries, St. Lucia

As we entered the deeper part of the port we went past a nifty police boat.  We also saw a large double hull catamaran with covered space below and above.  We made a stop at the dock next to a Carnival cruise ship and picked up quite a few more people.  The ship dwarfed the nearby businesses that catered to the tourists, including several restaurants and bars.  Our final pickup done we sailed out of port past a lighthouse and a couple of small sea mounts and out to the open sea.  According to the captain the depth quickly goes from a couple hundred feat to a couple thousand feet not far from the port.

St. Lucia police boat

St. Lucia police boat

Castries' inner harbor

Castries’ inner harbor

Harbor menu in French, despite St. Lucia being part of the Commonwealth

Harbor menu in French, despite St. Lucia being part of the Commonwealth

Carnival cruise ship at Castries

Carnival cruise ship at Castries

Cruise ship lifeboats

Cruise ship lifeboats

Small seamount on the way out of the harbor

Small seamount on the way out of the harbor

The majority of fellow tourists seemed to be from the UK and we were all eagerly keeping our eyes peeled for whales, dolphins, and sharks as we cruised down the west (Caribbean) coast of St. Lucia.  Michelle and Addison mainly stayed in the covered main area on the benches there while I bounced between there, the open top deck, the bow, and the (very stinky due to diesel fumes) stern.  I wish I could say that we saw a ton of sea life.  Sadly, while they claim a eighty percent sighting rate that means that one day a week people go home disappointed.  On that week it was apparently Thursday.  I think we did see a few flying fish but that’s all.

Oil storage south of Castries

Oil storage south of Castries

Petit Piton, St. Lucia

Petit Piton, St. Lucia

Somebody is living the life!

Somebody is living the life!

The Pitons, St. Lucia

The Pitons, St. Lucia

Soufriere, St. Lucia

Soufriere, St. Lucia

It wasn’t for lack of trying, either.  We cruised all the way down past the Pitons (even beyond Caille Blanc where we stayed the first two nights) and back, on the way down far out and on the way back a bit closer.  We saw the beach we snorkeled at on Monday, Anse Chastanet, with the fancy Anse Chastanet and Jade Mountain resorts looming on the hillside above.  We also saw the small town of Canaries as well as Soufriere just north of Petit Piton and Sugar Beach nestled between the Pitons.  The boat was loud and the diesel fumes strong, I do wonder if killing the engine a bit may have helped.  Ah well.  It also didn’t help that the weather for the first hour (basically all the way until we turned back towards Castries) was terrible, and the weather on the way back not much better — made for terrible photography.  Major bummer.

Michelle and Addison on the whale watching boat

Michelle and Addison on the whale watching boat

Peninsula near Anse Chastanet beach with the Pitons beyond

Peninsula near Anse Chastanet beach with the Pitons beyond

Caribbean coast of St. Lucia

Caribbean coast of St. Lucia

Another look at the western (Caribbean) coast

Another look at the western (Caribbean) coast

The weather improved as did the visibility

The weather improved as did the visibility

Since there were no whales to be gawked at, nor much of anything else, the guides talked about the island a bit, such as Canaries being only reachable by canoe for a long time before finally getting road access and the large oil storage facility just south of Castries having been owned by Hess until recently.  When the guides weren’t talking the ubiquitous Reggae-pop was to be heard.  We cruised back into the harbor, dropped off the cruise ship passengers, then went deeper into the smaller part of the port before disembarking ourselves.  We made it back to Windjammer Landing about 1:30p.

Houses lined up along Castries' harbor

Houses lined up along Castries’ harbor

Cool old ship in the harbor

Cool old ship in the harbor

Palms towered over some small houses on the shore

Palms towered over some small houses on the shore

Cool old building no longer in use

Cool old building no longer in use

Harbor, Castries, St. Lucia

Harbor, Castries, St. Lucia

We decided to eat at Jammers where Michelle had a salad entree and chocolate and strawberry ice cream, Addison had a Heartbreaker burger with eggs over hard and fries, and I had a club panini and fries with two scoops of coffee ice cream.  A bit expensive, as always, but hit the spot.  The beach was strangely empty, turns out it was due to sea urchins.  A bit of a bummer as we weren’t able to go swimming.  We instead went back to our unit and rested.  Michelle and I went up to the sun terrace to work on the blog and read (respectively) before a brief but heavy shower chased us back inside.

Windjammer Landing view

Windjammer Landing view

A look at Windjammer Landing's main building complex

A look at Windjammer Landing’s main building complex

Michelle and I went to see the sunset alone as Addison didn’t want to.  However, he changed his mind and met us a little after we had arrived at the beach and just in time to see some spectacular colors.  We had hoped to see the legendary green flash as the sun touched the horizon but it was obscured by clouds at the last moment.  Kind of how the day went!

Beach at Windjammer Landing, closed due to sea urchins

Beach at Windjammer Landing, closed due to sea urchins

Hammocks at Windjammer Landing

Hammocks at Windjammer Landing

Sailboat at sunset

Sailboat at sunset

Another gorgeous St. Lucia sunset

Another gorgeous St. Lucia sunset

Michelle and Addison enjoying the evening

Michelle and Addison enjoying the evening

Our final St. Lucia sunset in the books we went back to the room where I offloaded the cameras and was in bed by midnight.

 

April 4, 2018

Zipping through the Canopy

Filed under: Travel — Tags: — BigWeather @ 11:59 pm

I woke up at 6:30a with an upset stomach.  Dealt with it by skipping breakfast and downing six or so Pepto tablets.  Addison and I boarded the shuttle just before 8:35a.  Turns out it was the wrong shuttle (room 142 vs. 143), which I realized immediately when we arrived at a garage with buggies for the buggy excursion.  Luckily they were able to take us back to the Windjammer in time to board the correct shuttle.  The driver was great and imparted all sorts of plant and St. Lucia facts like bamboo grows 3 to 4″ per day as well as many notes about the rain forest.  He stopped by a tree, grabbed some leaves and crushed them, passing them among us.  He asked us to smell them and identify it — cinnamon.  Also saw a wreck shortly after leaving the Windjammer, guess the traffic doesn’t always work perfectly.  I had a great conversation with a couple from Toronto who were traveling with their high school aged son.

Puffy white clouds and a deep blue sea almost make up for the lack of Pitons

Puffy white clouds and a deep blue sea almost make up for the lack of Pitons

View of the interior of St. Lucia

View of the interior of St. Lucia

After about an hour’s drive through to the mountainous interior of the island via winding roads and small villages we arrived at our destination.  We shoved the backpack in a locker, signed some release forms, and got strapped up with safety gear after using the bathroom one last time — so nervous.  We broke into smaller groups of eight, the Canadians were in Addison and I’s group.  We did a quick test run on a small zip line.  It wasn’t bad at all and quite fun, though I didn’t listen too well as I didn’t land correctly.

The Zipliners, our guide on the left then the three Canadians, two UK on the right

The Zipliners, our guide on the left then the three Canadians, two UK on the right

View of the zipline test run

View of the zipline test run

We rode on a large Gondola up the rain forest-covered mountain.  We learned lots and lots about the plants of the rain forest and even a bit about the wildlife.  I was surprised by the large number of Norfolk pines, turns out they were imported but thrive in the climate.  There were also banyans and tall tree ferns.  Grandmothers typically teach kids from four years old what plants to use for curing, preventing, etc. and how to use and grow them in their kitchen and back garden.  As for wildlife we learned about a few snakes — boas, fer-de-lance (a viper, very poisonous), and the worm snake (smallest in the world) — native to the island.  The island even has tarantulas, though we didn’t see any.

Norfolk pines, an introduced species thriving in St. Lucia

Norfolk pines, an introduced species thriving in St. Lucia

Large ferns seen from the gondola

Large ferns seen from the gondola

Vines, vines everywhere!

Vines, vines everywhere!

Jurassic-like tree ferns

Jurassic-like tree ferns

Some kind of orchid, I think?

Some kind of orchid, I think?

After stepping out of the gondola we walked downhill for about twenty minutes or so to the start of the zip line course.  It was a bit muddy, steamy, wet with slick roots lacing the path.  We stopped by a massive chestnut tree for pictures and to catch our breath for a bit.  The zip line course itself was nine platforms, eight zip lines, the longest of which was 566 feet long.  It was really fun and thrilling and they really seemed to have safety as their top priority.  We had two guides, one that would hang back and hook us to the line, the other going ahead to the next platform to ensure we landed safely and our guide lines were unhooked from the zip line and attached to the tree.  In this way we were always strapped to the tree so a fall off of the platform (or collapse of the platform) wouldn’t kill us.  Very important as many of the platforms were high up, some 60+ feet!  In addition to the Canadians we were with a group of three from the Channel Islands in the UK.  It was quite cool in the canopy and it was amazing zipping above the forest floor.  A fantastic experience.

Large tree in the rain forest

Large tree in the rain forest

We trek on to the zip line course's first platform

We trek on to the zip line course’s first platform

More rain forest vegetation

More rain forest vegetation

Humongous tree in the rain forest

Humongous tree in the rain forest

Addison and I standing at the base of a large chestnut tree

Addison and I standing at the base of a large chestnut tree

The first zip line platform

The first zip line platform

Trees and vines

Trees and vines

A look at the safety system with straps all tied to the trees

A look at the safety system with straps all tied to the trees

Some of the platforms were quite high off the ground

Some of the platforms were quite high off the ground

Addison zooming in!

Addison zooming in!

The last zip line ended on the ground, whereupon we unhooked and walked back uphill to the gondola.  The ride down was quiet as people were tired and sipping from the very welcome drinking water.  The views of the sea to the west and ocean to the east weren’t great due to haze, sadly, but it was still a nice ride and we got to see a 120 foot tall magnolia that was absolutely massive.  At the bottom we turned in our equipment, tipped the guides, and went to the gift shop where we bought a magnet, postcard for Genetta, and a picture of Addison on the zip line.  Addison kindly bought a gift of tea for Genetta.

The zip lines were anchored so that the trees weren't harmed

The zip lines were anchored so that the trees weren’t harmed

Another very Jurassic scene, thankfully dino free!

Another very Jurassic scene, thankfully dino free!

So much odd vegetation

So much odd vegetation

View of the mountains seen from the gondola

View of the mountains seen from the gondola

Towering canopy and mountains beyond as seen from the gondola

Towering canopy and mountains beyond as seen from the gondola

Massive (over 100 feet!) magnolia tree

Massive (over 100 feet!) magnolia tree

Looking down at a tree fern

Looking down at a tree fern

One last look down at the rain forest

One last look down at the rain forest

The bus ride back to the resort was mostly quiet and on arrival at the Windjammer we tipped the excellent driver.  Michelle was waiting for us with Addison’s phone in the lobby — he was grateful for that, having been separated from his device for so long (the horror!).  We once again ate at Jammer’s.  Michelle had the fish (mahi mahi) and chips which she thought was decent enough.  Addison and I had Heartbreakers — a burger with bacon, cheese, and fried egg — and fries.  For dessert Michelle had a scoop of chocolate and I had two scoops of coffee ice cream.  We talked about the day, Michelle had gone for a nice swim at the pool near our unit and generally relaxed.

Michelle and Addison headed back to the room while I hung back in the lobby to reserve a whale watching trip for 8:20a the next day.  I then headed back to the room to relax and watch TV (2012, not a great movie).  We headed down to dinner just before 6p, Addison and I walking down first so we could stop by the small grocery store along the way with Michelle coming down shortly thereafter.  The grocery store had a lot of British type goods like shortbread and the like as St. Lucia was a former British colony.  I had hoped to see the sunset before our 6:30p reservation but a beach wedding was happening and we needed to keep our distance.

Looking down at Windjammer Landing's buildings

Looking down at Windjammer Landing’s buildings

Soft sunset light at Windjammer Landing

Soft sunset light at Windjammer Landing

The beach at Windjammer Landing

The beach at Windjammer Landing

Showed up promptly at 6:30p for our reservation at their steak restaurant.  They had no record of it, grrr!  They seated us anyhow, thankfully.  The bathroom doors had really neat carvings, I was trying to take a picture of one and the door opens and the surprised person within must’ve thought I was trying to take a picture of someone in the bathroom.  Turned out he was the sous chef and apparently the carving was by the former chef of the restaurant who had since left the resort and opened a studio.  Neat!

Cool bathroom door carving at Windjammer Landing

Cool bathroom door carving at Windjammer Landing

Dinner was quite expensive and while OK wasn’t WOW.  Michelle had the catch of the day (mahi mahi, again); Addison had a ribeye with butter sauce and mashed potatoes and steamed carrots and zucchini; I had filet mignon with mushroom sauce, mashed potatoes, and steamed carrots.  For dessert Michelle had some coconut cheesecake (pretty good) and I had a coffee with half-and-half and sugar.  Service was quite slow despite there not being many other diners.  One highlight, however, was a spectacular sunset glow on the sea – a very deep purple!

Amazing sunset purple color in this completely unmodified photo!

Amazing sunset purple color in this completely unmodified photo!

Afterwards we headed back to the room to relax, watch TV (including their C-SPAN equivalent with their parliament discussing a plan to do roadwork over the next decade — sorely needed!), blog, and offload and upload photos.

Route for Wednesday April 4th, 2018

Route for Wednesday April 4th, 2018

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