Boundary Waters Bound

Boundary Waters Bound

Our half cross-country road trip was leading us to an epic adventure. I’m only just now getting around to writing about it because on the adventure we had no access to internet… it was glorious, plus life has been a little hectic since then. Now for the first two days!

On Sunday, 12 July we headed to northern Minnesota. Our first stop was actually the airport so we could pick up another adventurer, flying in from California, but after that our first stop was in Orr, MN.

Orr is called the “Gateway to Voyageur’s National Park,” and has a population of 267 (as of the 2010 census). I’d hazard to guess that most people have never heard of Orr, MN, but the town stands as a bastion of epic proportions in my childhood memories, though I had never stepped foot in it until three years ago. My former church used to own a summer camp in the town, it was a right of passage for thousands of teenagers during its existence. Part of that long ago history is the Kielczewski family; two of the daughters were our primary hostesses for the first two days of our adventure. The Erickson family (one daughter of the Kielczewski family) allowed us to stay in their newly constructed farm house as a base camp for the first night of our adventure. I’m told this new home will be listed on Airbnb, and if it ever is, I will definitely add a link here, it’s a truly beautiful home. And our hosts were wonderful. It was here that all of the participants gathered for the first time. We had a lovely meal, a Bible study, team building activities, and training in the basics of canoeing.

The participants and our wonderful hosts

On Monday, 13 July, we headed to Anderson’s Canoe Outfitters. They provided us a place to set up camp for the night and all of the canoes we rented (save one). In the afternoon we all gathered on the shore of Crane Lake and headed out on a brief excursion. This would give us all a chance to practice our paddling and get comfortable on the water before we headed out for the main adventure. On this excursion we headed to the Vermillion Gorge Trail. It’s a fairly easy canoe trip to the Gorge (only one canoe capsized and it was only slightly traumatic for the occupants), and the view of the gorge is lovely. I was the unofficial portraitist as we looked over the gorge.

We made it back to our campsite at Anderson’s just in time for a thunderstorm. We spent the rest of the evening sorting gear, shuffling foodstuffs, trading out tents, and avoiding mosquitoes.

https://www.anderson-outfitters.com/

https://www.visitcranelake.com/outdoor-activities/trails/vermillion-gorge-trail/

https://www.cityoforr.com/visitors

https://read.amazon.com/kp/embed?asin=B0833DYNHD&preview=newtab&linkCode=kpe&ref_=cm_sw_r_kb_dp_wa4iFb0YGKAAP

Minnesota Treasures

Minnesota Treasures

We woke up on Friday morning to a power outage… rather, the power went out the night before, and had not been restored by the time we woke up the next morning. So we skipped taking cold showers (just further training for when we’re on the water next week with no access to showers), and hit the road. And I added another state! Wisconsin, so of course we had to stop for some cheese. We stopped at Ehlenbach’s Cheese Chalet.

so. good.

Our selection included portabello mushroom and chive smoked cheddar, smoked cheddar, hickory smoked Parmesan, brie, and chocolate cheese fudge with cherries. Honestly they were all delicious. I was super skeptical of the chocolate cheese, but it was quite good, especially with a nice malbec (as we discovered when we shared our purchase with our host in Minnesota).

We arrived in Anoka, MN around 2:30pm. Dave VenHuizen is a spectacular host and he greeted us warmly.

First, Dave made an appointment to view the garden and art work of a local artist, Nate Otto. His garden is a lovely combination of local flora (with occasional fauna) and steampunk industrial art pieces. Nate’s love of his community is evident. Taking time out of his busy schedule he was welcoming, friendly, and clearly likes to keep busy. Please don’t just show up at his house, but if you can make an appointment to see his creations, you’re in for a wonderful treat, his artwork is phenomenal. Beyond being a great artist, Nate keeps a dying art alive through repair of player pianos. I’ll link his website below.

Later Dave took us to several parks for a little stretch of the legs after our drive. We visited the confluence of the Rum River and the mighty Mississippi River (it was Josh’s first time seeing the latter, the former also, but I guess the latter is more noteworthy), then on to Anoka Riverside Park, which has an interesting history. The park was part of the flood plain plan until 2001 (I think, I didn’t take a picture of the plaque, and now I’m only mostly confident in my memory), then the area was raised by around seven feet, removing it from the flood plain. There are beautiful condos lining the walk on one side, and beautiful trees and the river on the other.

The next day was the Sabbath, which was a lovely respite from our travels. After the Sabbath ended we had dinner with Jean and Ken Cline. Jean is an extremely talented quilt-maker, and she was kind enough to show me some of her quilts. Pictures will be below.

I love visiting places and learning about them through the residents that love their communities, and make their communities more vibrant through their passions. Jean and Nate are wonderful examples of this.

cheese shop: https://ehlenbachscheese.com

Nate Otto’s company: https://www.rumriverrestoration.com/

A New State

A New State

Of the 50 (current) states in the US, I had but nine remaining to see: Alaska, Maine, Michigan, Montana, North Dakota, Rhode Island, South Dakota, Wisconsin, and Wyoming. But today was a new day, and I was able to cross off a new state: Michigan!

But first, I have to talk about our last two stops in Ohio! Our first stop was from my very favorite bakery, Vincent’s. They opened in 1954 and are an institution in Cuyhoga Falls. They make a great cookie, but the best thing on the menu (in my opinion) is their French eclair. The pastry is flaky, and has just the perfect amount of powdered sugar sprinkled on, and the custard is rich without being too sweet, and it’s always perfectly chilled. I do recommend eating this treat with either a bib, or over a large plate, because it will cause a crumb mess like you won’t believe, but worth every crumb and calorie. If you’re ever in Northeast Ohio I definitely recommend taking the time to stop by their shop. They don’t have a website, but their address is 2038 Bailey Rd, Cuyahoga Falls, OH 44221, and their phone number is (330) 923-8217. The second stop was Lake Erie, which Josh had never seen. I love traveling, but I really love traveling with people who haven’t been to the places that we are going. I love seeing a place I love through the eyes of someone new.

So back to Michigan! We were less than 20 miles from the border, so we hopped up, found a Culver’s and ate some lunch. I ordered the grilled chicken sandwich, and it was honestly one of the better chicken sandwiches I’ve ever had, I’d for sure eat it again. Once we had our meal we headed back out on the road to Illinois, where we were staying with a lovely family, the Durans. They opened their home, and made us a fabulous salmon taco dinner. Seriously. Everything was super delicious, but the star (for me) was the mango salsa.

I’m not going to lie, I’ve always been hesitant with mango salsa. I don’t know why, I love salsa. I love mango. Why wouldn’t the combination be amazing? I was skeptical. And I love trying new food, but I always steered clear of mango salsa… Well, it was amazing, and I’m annoyed with myself for missing out on all these years that I could have been eating it. Amber Duran (a phenomenal wife, mother, writer, and photographer) did most of the cooking (though her awesome husband Andy helped) and was gracious enough to share where she had found the mango salsa recipe. I’ll link it below, along with a link to Amber’s book.

It’s funny. I was born in the south (Tennessee), I was raised in the west (California), but as a teenager my family moved to the mid-west (Ohio), and the mid-west will always feel a bit like home. I loved getting to be back in Ohio, to share in Josh’s first visit to the Great Lake Erie, and to finally step foot in Michigan. As any good Ohioan will tell you, there’s no reason to EVER step foot in Michigan, but I’m glad that I did today.

We had just the mango salsa from this recipe: https://www.asaucykitchen.com/jerk-chicken-mango-avocado-salsa/

Amber’s book: https://read.amazon.com/kp/embed?asin=B076PNX4CK&preview=newtab&linkCode=kpe&ref_=cm_sw_r_kb_dp_u.scFbYQDDJSE

Amber’s photography website: https://duran.photography/

Road Trip!

Road Trip!

We’re going on an adventure! I am so very excited. The coronavirus lock-down has been challenging, and I was beyond happy when we started meeting for church again, albeit outdoors and socially distanced, but we were together. I felt a little bit of normalcy again. But this? This is an adventure!

For context, in April, Lewis was supposed to fly to Malawi and Zimbabwe for a month long ministerial visit (along with my nephew). And I was supposed to fly to Israel for a week of touring and then to Jordan for a week of visiting old friends (I lived in Jordan with my hubs for a year, and it was a wonderful time in our life); Jordan will always have a special place in my heart… it will always feel a little like home. So I was devastated when my chance to return was cancelled. But we carry on.

Then our yearly ministerial conference was cancelled; time spent with family and dear friends gone as well.

And then the first camp of the year was cancelled…

and then another…

and then another…

and another.

I don’t doubt the severity of the virus. I know that we must do our part to slow down the spread. I know people have lost so much more than I have, but I still grieve for the things that we’ve lost.

So, when we found that our challenger camp (Boundary Waters Adventure) could continue, I was beyond excited. I trained by strapping my adventure dry bag to my back and hiking around our neighborhood, and up and down our stairwell. I wish I had done more (you can never be too prepared), but it was nice to have something to work toward. And the day has finally come! We’re on our way to Minnesota! It’s a 21-hour (or so) drive from New York City to Voyageurs National Park near the Boundary Waters; so we’re breaking our trip up over several days so we don’t have to drive so far, and we can take in some local sites along the way.

Our first stop was in Warren, Ohio (we drove from NY to NJ to PA to OH). We were going to arrive a little earlier than our host was ready for so we went to one of my favorite parks in the world, The Ledges. The Ledges are part of the Virginia Kendall State Park, which is adjacent to or part of the Cuyahoga Valley National Park. It’s beautiful there. I lived in NE Ohio for ten years so I have many happy memories of this park. We did a short hike and then headed to our friend’s house.

For dinner we ate at Cockeye BBQ; everyone was friendly (good mid-western friendly) and helpful, the food was reasonably priced, and was delivered quickly. We ate at the picnic tables behind the restaurant; adjacent to the restaurant is a creamery (same owners). The weather was perfect, and there was a steady stream of customers to the BBQ and to the Creamery.

We met one of the owners and had a good chat. It was a wonderful evening, and I utterly enjoyed our time in Warren.

Here is the website for Cockeye BBQ, check them out if you’re ever in the area, the fried cheese grits are phenomenal: https://www.cockeyebbq.com/

Our friend, James Guy, is proud of his hometown (Warren) and advocates and encourages local development and economic investment. He has a podcast dedicated to his passion. You can check it out here:

https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/defend-warren/id1516535953

https://www.stitcher.com/podcast/defend-warren?refid=stpr

https://www.listennotes.com/podcasts/defend-warren-james-f-guy-jr-LEkub5A2Fqc/

New York bagels in hand we headed out
It’s New Jersey!
Oh hey PA!
Oh hi Ohio!
The Ledges
Virginia Kendall Park
Us with our host, James Guy
Faster Than You Think

Faster Than You Think

In August (2019), over a dear friend’s wedding weekend, I started chatting with friends the possibility of a trip to Israel and Jordan this coming spring (2020). I love the Middle East, I spent a year living in Jordan and have been to Israel three times. I’m so excited to be going back “home” for a few weeks.

Rather than going the traditional tour route, there’s a small group of us that will “backpack” through Israel and Jordan, staying in hostel’s and Airbnb’s and taking public transport when needed. We’ve been planning the finer details for months now, but there hasn’t been much urgency, but our departure date is looming ever closer. I’ll be posting about our trip most days.

Wadi Rum, Jordan
Lake Tiberius, Israel
Feast of Tabernacles 2019: Tea Time in Thyolo

Feast of Tabernacles 2019: Tea Time in Thyolo

After our exhausting, but exciting trip to Majete, we were headed back to Lilongwe so that Brianna and Noah could catch their flight. But we had time to make two stops along the way. 

First, we visited Thyolo, the region of southern Malawi where they grow tea and coffee. The Satemwa Tea and Coffee Estate (https://www.satemwa.com) is stunning. There are rolling hills of tea plants, lush natural forests, and (closer to the guest house) manicured lawns and gardens. If you ever find yourself in Malawi, take the time to visit this place. It’s beautiful and stately, and the gentle breezes carry the scents of freshly cut tea leaves. You can order an ice tea or cocktail that has tea incorporated. 

The happy group in Satemwa

From Satemwa we made our way to Dedza where we made a quick stop at the Dedza Handmade Art Company and the Dedza Pottery. 

I met Henry (the owner of Dedza Handmade Art) when we lived in Malawi in 2017. Henry is amazing; all of his paper products are recycled; he collects paper waste from companies around Dedza and Lilongwe and processes them into beautiful pieces of art: paper, notebooks, greeting cards.

Henry’s wife also makes beautiful cloth items (dolls, trivets, and notebook covers). His brother is an artist, he paints the fronts of the notebooks that Henry makes, as well as beautiful canvases. Every time we visit Henry’s shop he has added items to sell and made some kind of improvements. Again, if you ever find yourself in Malawi, go visit Henry at his shop (http://www.dedzahandmadeart.com/Dedza_Handmade_Art_Gallery/Welcome.html), it’s worth a visit, and if you go earlier enough in the day Henry might show you the process he uses for making paper.

Brianna is so beautiful

We made it back to Lilongwe late in the evening on Thursday. On Friday we dropped Noah and Brianna off at the airport. It was a privilege to show them a little bit of beautiful Malawi.

Feast of Tabernacles 2019: The Elephants Come Marching In…

Feast of Tabernacles 2019: The Elephants Come Marching In…

Generally speaking, Malawi is peaceful. However, since the election in May, there have been a number of demonstrations that are best to avoid. Unfortunately, the day we had planned to drive to Thyolo and Blantyre a demonstration was called, so we had to reschedule our plans. 

We left early (5am) to get to Blantyre before the demonstrations started later in the morning, and we had hoped to get checked into our hotel. Unfortunately, the guest house refused to honor our Airbnb reservation and wanted to charge us an additional $360 to stay there. After three hours negotiating with the guest house and talking to Airbnb customer service we were able to get a refund, and we booked elsewhere. It wouldn’t be Malawi if something didn’t go awry. 

At 4am the next morning we departed for the Majete Wildlife Reserve, because of the demonstrations the day before many of the gas stations were out of fuel, so we had to drive around a good half hour before we found an open and stocked station. Then, it was a two-hour drive on windy mountain roads to the park… it was at the park where we discovered that the alternator in the vehicle we hired was going bad and we couldn’t turn the car off. It’s probably better that way, the temperature was 111 degrees Fahrenheit, the air conditioner was definitely our friend. 

Majete Wildlife Reserve has the most variety of animals of all the reserves in Malawi. We didn’t see any lions, giraffes, or rhinos, but we did see a wide array of animals. They included: impala, greater kudu, waterbucks, bushbucks, warthogs, crocodiles, hippos, elephants, mongoose, monkeys, baboons, monitor lizards, geckos, and a bunch of birds. We were able to see several parades of elephants, it was definitely a highlight of the trip.

Feast of Tabernacles 2019: The Feast

Feast of Tabernacles 2019: The Feast

Wow! It’s hard to believe that the Feast of Tabernacles and the Eighth Day is over. You spend months planning, looking forward to, and preparing for the Feast, and just like that, it’s over.

I have hesitated to write this particular entry.

I’d love to give you a flowery entry filled with rosy views of this year’s Feast, but I can’t. This particular Feast has been one of the most challenging of my life.

At services on opening night I felt a warm flush start from my face and spread through my body, and that was the beginning of six days of vomiting and diarrhea. If I wasn’t in bed, I was in the “bathroom.”

Being sick is always challenging, but being sick whilst living in a booth and only having access to a bathhouse is even more challenging. Added to all of this, Lewis had to leave for Zimbabwe three days into my illness… I felt scared, and sad, and sick, and alone.

It should probably be noted that I’m a terrible sick person. I cry. A LOT. I mean, a lot a lot. I whine. I just don’t do well with being sick. And that’s in the best of circumstances… so you can sympathize with all of those that had to put up with me for those six days. 

I started feeling better on the seventh day of the Feast, and headed to services, only the heat was oppressive (over 103° F) and I started feeling queasy and went straight to bed. The same was true for the Eighth Day.

But, there are highlights to this difficult time. First, it forced me to call on God, and to rely on Him. Me having some gastrointestinal problem is a pretty small thing, and I was reminded that we should praise Him even if, well, even if anything (Psalms 34 and 42).

Second, so many people took such wonderful care of me. Nearly everyday a different group of women would stop by my booth just to chat and to check on me. People made extra trips to the village to buy me bananas or a cool drink. One of the deacons went to town and took the time to get me medicine and water. The other deacon (a doctor) gave me medicine and made sure I stayed hydrated. One lady stayed in my booth after Lewis left so I wouldn’t be alone. And two nights a lady washed my super gross dust-caked feet before bed so I could have something special at the Feast, and have clean feet before going to bed (I think she was kind of disgusted by me getting into bed with dirty feet).

So… this wasn’t my favorite post of this blog, but there are good things to focus on. I’ll post soon about our post-Feast travels.

Feast of Tabernacles 2019: Home Again, Home Again…

Feast of Tabernacles 2019: Home Again, Home Again…

After a brief layover in the DRC, we were in the air again, and on our way to Lilongwe. The Kamuzu airport in Lilongwe has received some cosmetic upgrades, but on the road from the airport we were greeted with the Malawi we remembered. Not a lot of cars, but loads of pedestrians, goats, chickens, bicycles, mini buses, and the occasional ox cart. With beautiful farms, dusty red roads, and blue sky as a back drop.

Nick and Megan Lamoureux live in the same apartment that we had, so it was comfortable very quickly; we even went grocery shopping at the same stores. There’s something to be said for familiarity.

On Sabbath we were back in our old church hall, it was wonderful to be reunited with our brethren. We received so many hugs, handholds, and smiles. As well as beautiful special music.

We’ve been given the (sometimes challenging) privilege of serving God’s people, and God has placed us in a variety of places. We leave a bit of our hearts wherever we’re go, and we’ll always be grateful for our time and these relationships we’ve been entrusted with. We’re not perfect, we make lots of mistakes, but I always hope that God’s people know that we love them, and everything we do comes from a place of love.

Beautiful special music performed by Amina, Emmanuel, Chimwemwe, and Juliana

Feast of Tabernacles 2019: Flexibility, Patience, and Pandemonium

Feast of Tabernacles 2019: Flexibility, Patience, and Pandemonium

There are two traits that are especially handy when traveling: flexibility and patience. 

After touring Westminster Abbey we made our way to the airport to collect our stored luggage (four giant suitcases filled with generous gifts for our Malawian brethren from our brethren in the US). Of course where we stored our luggage was a different terminal than our take off… I think we added two miles to our step count just in the Heathrow airport.

The day before our departure we had received an email from Ethiopian Airlines informing us that our flight would leave 30 minutes earlier than scheduled, but we would arrive two hours later. Huh? They added a stop in the Democratic Republic of Congo, just an hour stop, no big deal, stay on the plane we’ll be on our way in no time. Except we couldn’t check in for our flight because we didn’t have a visa for the DRC. Well, now what? We waited in line at customer service for about thirty minutes, thankfully it was an easy fix, just a notation in the computer.

We checked our bags and looked to see what gate we would fly out from, only to discover that Heathrow doesn’t give you that information right away, so we found what we hoped would be a centrally located restaurant for dinner while we waited. As our food was being delivered they updated the status of our flight to boarding! We scarfed down our food and ran to our gate, just in time to weigh our carry-on. I was nervous because we only get 12kg, and I was told that my backpack would count toward that weight (Bibles and computers are heavy you guys)! Thankfully we slipped by without a hassle.

Cotton ball clouds on our descent into the DRC

Our main layover was in Addis Ababa in Ethiopia. I’ll try to explain this airport… because it is straight terrible. You land and they wheel stairs to the plane on the tarmac. They usher you to waiting buses where they cram you in like sardines, to take you to the terminal. They corral all arriving passengers (I counted four gates of disembarking folks) into a sort of a queue (if you count hundreds of people trampling each other a queue). This queue leads directly to security where all arriving passengers have to get searched once again. Pandemonium. Seriously. That is the only word I can think to adequately describe this situation. Straight pandemonium. People shoving others to get to the scanning belt, snatching bins out of others hands. I was pushed, shoved, and stepped on countless times before making through to the other side.

Unfortunately, this whole scenario doesn’t allow one to enter the main terminal (where you can find restaurants and shops), it forces you straight to your gate, where there is adequate seating for about half the passengers, that is, half the passengers IF those already sitting down aren’t taking up two or three chairs with leaning and backpacks. 

But we finally made it to Lilongwe where we were greeted by our dear friends Megan and Nick Lamoureux

Nick and Megan Lamoureux
Feast of Tabernacles 2019: In The Air Again

Feast of Tabernacles 2019: In The Air Again

This will be the first of six flights we will take in the next four weeks; the first 3,400 miles of our trip. Lewis and I have had the opportunity to travel to a number of places around the world. In some ways, this feels very much like just another trip…

here we are at the airport again… 

I’ve actually flown more this year than I did in my first 21 years combined. That’s incredible. And unexpected. And I try not to take it for granted. Every trip we take is exciting. It’s an adventure. It’s a new opportunity for us to learn about the world and the people in it. And I hope that with this blog I can share a little of what we learn along the way.

My love and me at the airport

Feast of Tabernacles 2019: All Things London

Feast of Tabernacles 2019: All Things London

We arrived EARLY on Monday morning, bleary-eyed from an overnight with snippets of sleep through the night. But we were ready to make the most of our time. 

Some of Lewis and my most intense “discussions” happen when we are first figuring out the train system when we travel to a new place, and London was no exception. But we managed to get our excess luggage stored, oyster cards (public transport cards) topped up, and on the train to the Isle of Dogs. Don’t let the name fool you… I only saw two dogs on this Isle during our entire stay… as misleading and disappointing as our drive through alligator alley in Florida, but that’s a story from a previous trip.

Lewis House near our Airbnb on the Isle of Dogs

Our Airbnb was a quaint old house with rickety stairs and drafty, splintery floors; it was quite lovely. After dropping off our carry-on luggage and freshening up just a bit we hit the town. The underground is pretty easy to maneuver and we were soon in the bustle of the city. First stop, London Bridge. I’m not going to lie, it was a little underwhelming, just a flat wide bridge spanning the Thames, much less spectacular than the Tower Bridge just downriver.

Handsome fella

And then I got to fulfill a lifelong (okay … maybe 1/2 lifelong… teenaged??) dream of touring the Globe Theater. It was beautiful and exciting, but then we found out they had a show that very evening and we could get a buy one get one floor ticket for just 5£. I may or may not have teared up a little bit when we took our position at the corner of the stage. We saw a phenomenal performance of The Merry Wives of Windsor. It was so funny, and beautifully executed.

Tuesday we had an invite from David Elliott and Hannah Ellams to spend the evening with their family and drive to Atonement services the next day.  One of the most beautiful things about God’s church is having connections across the globe. We had never met Hanna and David before, but they willingly and graciously opened their home and their life to us. It was a pleasure to get to know their family; to talk with them, to learn a little of their story, and to reflect on God’s church, and His plan… plus, David cooked us delicious food before the start of Atonement. 

Wednesday we drove to London and had the lovely opportunity to fellowship and worship with God’s people on His Holy Day. By the time we made it back to the Isle of Dogs we were cold, tired, and hungry. We broke our fast with sparkling water and chocolate, finally mustering the energy two hours after the fast ended to walk to town to get some food, and we finally found fish and chips! The fish was perfectly crispy on the outside and flaky on the inside, unfortunately the restaurant (Goodman’s Field) was a little stingy with the lemons (I like A LOT of lemon on my fish), and seating/ordering was a little chaotic and confusing (no signs indicating if you should sit yourself or wait for someone to seat you, or whether you should sit at a table to order, or order at the bar first), but, even with our nutrient starved brains we eventually figured it out. And then we saw London Tower and London Tower Bridge before calling it a night.

Tower Bridge

Our last day in London we slept later than we hoped (7:30ish in the morning) and repacked our bags, and we were off to meet Mary Roscoe (an old friend from out West also in town on her way to the Feast). She was checking into a lovely little B&B in central London, Lynton Hotel on Ebury Street. The host was friendly, helpful, and super accommodating and allowed us to store our luggage despite not being guests there; just from that interaction I give their inn a 10/10. And then we went to Westminster Abbey. We were just going to walk around the outside, but Mary, very kindly, bought us tickets to take a tour. It was a great decision, much to my disappointment there was no photography allowed inside the building. I don’t know that I have the vocabulary to adequately describe the architecture, the art, the MANY tombs throughout… but I’ll give you some adjectives: soaring (seriously, the ceilings were so high, and vaulted, and ornate), extravagant, dim, somber, old (I mean seriously, they started portions of the Abbey in A.D. 929 — Edward the Confessor was buried there in A.D. 1066!!). Truly a magnificent structure with awesome architecture, history, and detail. I’ll tell you all about our airport adventure in my next blog.