Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Sand in the Tub

It has been a few weeks since I returned from my surfing trip. When I got home, I had to rinse my surf boots and wet suit in my bath tub, depositing a fair amount of beach sand during the process. I should have rinsed the tub when I was done, but I didn't. The next morning, I showered, but the sand stayed. Two weeks later, some of the sand is still there. I can't seem to bring myself to wash the sand down the drain, but why?

I guess the sand is a reminder of my last bucket list item. I don't regret going--it is something I wanted to do--but it was a lot of hard work, and, as it turns out, I'm not very good at surfing. There were some great moments but mostly a whole bunch of paddling like mad to make it appear that I was balanced. I think I looked pretty much in control from the beach, but anyone close to me could tell I was in way over my head. I knew it, too. I just didn't want to admit it.


I spent my last day in California trying to come up with new items to fill my very empty bucket, but I just couldn't get excited about anything. I guess I need to wash the sand down the drain before I start to fill my bucket again. (I am still willing to accept suggestions for bucket fillers, but remember I am not up to what I once was.) Anyone want to help me clean the tub?

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Three Hats are Better Than One



Well, Grace has been doing a fine job of lining up worthy students for computer training in Champai, near the Burmese border. Some of the students are from local orphanages, but all are from low income situations. I look forward to meeting them. If you would like to sponsor a student (or 2) please contact me, or follow this link to donate on line.

(I hope we can put a much needed smile on their face!)

I leave for India again on the 7th of November for 2.5 weeks--this time through Germany! With a little luck, my bag will make it through the plethora of airports and airlines I will be in and on. The up-side is that I don't have to overnight in Kolkata this time; the down-side is that for the first half of the trip I will be alone.

(I have to show them how to set the time stamp on their camera, obviously)

I am wearing many hats on this trip. It never ceases to amaze me how connected and intertwined Eric (and therefore A Better World) is. I am overseeing the construction of a clinic in Zowkathar that will be managed by Medical Mercy Canada (MMC). MMC has been running a year 'round clinic in the area for more than 6 years and needed a permanent structure. The framework is up, and walls are going in. I will inspect it at about the halfway mark, and the clinic should open when the medical team is there in January.

The second half of the trip will be in southern India, near Hyderabad. ABW was approached by the Good Shepherd Lutheran church in Red Deer to assist and mentor them in getting started in international development activities. It seems that a member of their congregation travelled with Eric in Africa and has been involved with an orphanage in India. I will travel with the team from Good Shepherd and lead a community needs assessment with an impartial eye. Again, I can't keep the teacher in me down!

Saturday, October 17, 2009

That's it for Me!



Well, not as good a day today. The waves were smaller and breaking right at the shore. I did something bad to my shoulder on the second ride and couldn't seem to get a grip on the board after that. I did get up a few times for a short ride, but I had to get right next to the pier. You did say, "get as close to the pier as possible," right Bob? Still, a bad day at the beach is better than a good day writing course material!

The fog never lifted at the beach all day. This was great for me because it minimized the chance of sunburning. I think I need to invent a surfing hat with a strap for all the old surfer guys with thinning hair. I walked out on the pier after the waves died down to see the fishing. People were catching sardines and makerel and lots of them.

I think my body has hit the wall. It has been a great experience, though, and I believe more than ever that you shouldn't wait too long to get that bucket emptied. You can always fill it again. I'm taking tomorrow to write (a much less physical!) bucket list #2.

Friday, October 16, 2009

And He's Up!

I got a better sleep last night--no Walmart parking lot! I was reading a blog on how to travel cheap. It turns out that if you show up at some motels after the day shift has gone home, you may be able to get a substantial discount if you promise to be gone before the day shift comes back and pay in cash.


A new beach today and a new board. The waves were huge this morning, so I opted to wait until after lunch. It seems there is always a family to set up next to. I got some great shots today! I am glad I have a waterproof camera, though!
Even if there are no waves, floating in the ocean is a great workout, and there is always a great view (lost on me, though, because I have to surf with no glasses). The waves were breaking very close to shore when I ventured in so they were easier to catch, and I had a great first run going right to my knees. I am getting better at picking where to be in the break.

Here is the start of a good ride! The water is warm, but the wetsuit is still nice to have. I managed to get up on my feet this ride and a few more times today. The rides are short, but I tire quickly so I am not complaining.

My body is not what it was when I was 20, that is for sure! Yesterday, my leg were like jello when I left the beach, and I was worried how I would feel this morning. I discovered this morning that it was not my musles that were sore, it was my joints. Ibuprofen and a large coffee, and I was ready to get on the board again by noon. I am good for about 30 minutes before my body gives out. Here is a picture of me after one wave too many. It reminded me of the ski trip I would like to forget a few years back. I think the dad took this, but at least he didn't laugh out loud when I made it back to my towel for a rest.

I decided to quit late in the afternoon before I drowned. It was a great day, and I can truly say I have surfed now. I am going to move further down the coast to a different beach tomorrow, so I will be at a different camera than I originally planned. My new surfer dude self is not concerned with the change of plans. Hell, I might change my mind again! (But I won't) I will be at the cam link below at noon California time. Just a note about the cam site: It appears that the site delays the feed by 10 minutes, so be patient. Having a great time, but I don't think I could live here. Until tomorrow, keep your board up dude!

http://www.surfline.com/surf-report/newport-pier-southern-california_4227/

Thursday, October 15, 2009

Get Your Rookie Ass on the North Side of the Pier Before You Drown Old Man!

The day started very early in the Corolla. I was not very comfy last night, but I had a better sleep than many nights on an airplane. I found a McD's with a usable wireless signal (not theirs) and between the coffee and the Ibuprofen I came to life. I did find a plug-in at McD's so I charged things as I drank my coffee. I googled addresses and programmed the GPS, again, bad battery, then off for the day. I questioned if I was completely mad when I got to the beach and looked at the waves. I considered laying out my towel and sleeping for the day but I went into the surf shop, just to check it out. The lady talked me into trying in 20 minutes. I will get even with her later.

I would like to thank all the mothers on the beach that took my picture, and looked after my stuff while I tried not to drown! They reminded me of the mothers in the New zealand camp grounds (motor parks) that would watch me make my rice and OXO cubes for supper and take pitty on me inviting me to join their family to eat with them. I was 18 then and in a strange country but I guess mothers do not age discriminate, they just fill a need. So here is the before shot, fully geared up, but still dry.

The surf shop said that the waves by the shop weren't great and that I would have more luck further up the beach. When I left the store and went to the waters edge there were people sufing on the waves so I thought, in the interest of saving energy, I would surf there instead of walking all the way up the beach. The waves were making the tube you see on TV, but I thought I would stay to the edge of the break and see what would happen. The water wasn't that cold and besides, I didn't have much time to think about it. I no sooner got knee deep in the ocean when an extra large wave broke in front of me and rolled me up in a ball. So much for learning to surf without getting my head wet!

I proceeded out and was Bobing about (pun intended) but didn't have much luck being in the right place at the right time. 20 minutes in with my arms feeling like lead, a young man paddled up beside me and started a polite conversation. He made some helpful comments about my current location and alternate locations I may concider but what he was really saying was "Get your rookie ass on the north side of the pier before you drown old man!" I would like to thank that young gentleman on behalf of my family and my life insurance company! When I did catch a wave to ride in it was one hell of a trip!

I dragged my tired body out on the shore, put my towel on my board for a pillow and had a little nap. I got my wind back, picked up my stuff, thanks the kind mother for photos and gaurd duty, and headed up the beach. The waves didn't do the tube thing north of the pier, and I was much
more successful. There was a section were the wave were quite small (see above) making getting out to sea easier, then a short paddle up the beach, and you were in good waves to ride in. I can sit up on my board without falling off or turning turtle while waiting for the wave, and I can ride in on my belly. I road a few on my knees and just about got standing twice. It seems I just don't have the strength to jump up on my board once I catch a wave. There must be some techique I don't know yet. I surfed for about 4 hours and rested my eyes for a few more and tonight I am getting a room because I know I will be very stiff in the morning. I may have to take a day off tomorrow to reflect. I think this last picture says it all, tired, but content.
P.S. I didn't see any lessons offered. I think Californians are to cool to get lessons, that is more a Hawwii thing I think.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Delayed? No problem!


Well this trip has not started out quite as I had planned, but my reaction to the changes are something new for me. My flight was delayed this morning--no surprise to anyone living in Calgary. We woke up to yet another blanket of snow on the roads and the temperature hovering just below zero--perfect for making ice. Gareth skillfully got me to the airport without incident, but I knew we were in trouble when the flight crew was not even at the gate come boarding time. We boarded about 20 minutes late, and that is when I noticed something odd. Look at the picture above and tell me what two things are odd about it. No, one is not that I can't keep my eyes open when taking my own picture; that is normal. First of all, there is nobody it the seats next to me! This is a good thing--odd, but good. Can you see the second odd thing? Let me give you a hint, look at the picture below.
Snow! There should not be snow on the plane you are about to take off in! Fortunately, I was not the only one that noticed this; the pilots did, too. Way to go Air Canada crew! The pilot announced that we would just have to wait 10 minutes for a de-icing crew. "No problem," I said to myself. What?? No problem? Well, no, not this trip. I don't have to be anywhere at any time to do anything. I might want to, but I don't have to. We got free earbuds for our trouble and were allowed to use our cell phones while we waited on the tarmac. Ninty minutes later we took off with no ice on the wings.
We landed in L.A. amidst rain and mud slides. No problem. I bet you could surf on a good mud slide, maybe even have better balance? The rental car ad said. "free shuttle service; just give us a call, and we will pick you in a couple of minutes." Thirty couples (that's 60 minutes for the unwitty) later, and I had to phone again. No problem! I don't need to be anywhere special. But when my station wagon ended up to be a Corolla sedan, my new "no problem" attitude started to wane a bit.

I drove south until I saw an exit that had the word beach in it and found a Walmart in Westminster. The seat does not fully recline, and I think this might be one of the no-camp Walmarts, but who would think I was camping in a Corolla anyway!?! I think this will be my last night in the car. I googled Motel 6 before writing this blog, but I am going to give it the old college try at least. The rain has stopped, and I have the surf board rental shop plugged into my GPS, so tomorrow it is off to the beach. I should go now. I am locked onto someone's internet signal, and I suspect they shoot you for that here. Good (sleeping pill induced) night.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Good to the Last Drop



I leave tomorrow morning to attempt the the last item on my bucket list. When I look back at what I have poured out of the bucket already, I am surprised at what I have done. My bucket did not contain anything like "Cure World Hunger" or "Bring Peace to the Middle East" but there were a few themes that became apparent. Many flying related items, I have flown almost everything slower than a jet. I have been in control of an ultralight, small fixed wing, helicopter, glider, hang glider, para sail, parachute, and all forms of radio controlled aircraft.

There seemed to be quite an outdoor active theme as well, something I am surprised at now. I have hiked, climbed mountains, scree skied, water skied, snow skied, snow boarded, bungee jumped, swam across lakes, wind surfed, snorkeled, scuba dived, cliff dived, sailed small boats, sailed a big boat, lost my swim trunks on the giggle rope, but, I have never surfed.

It is very possible that I am too old, too fat, and too out of shape to be successful at this last item on my list. I do know that I can get into my wet suit, and, more importantly, I can get out of it all by myself! I am more worried that the water will be too cold than I will get hurt or swept out to sea.


I have been checking out the surf sites on line and the live surf cams. I have decided to be at Newport Beach on Saturday at noon California time. I will be at the waters edge at high noon if you want to go to the link below:

http://www.surfline.com/surf-report/newport-pier-southern-california_4227/


I will wave to you all and perhaps even go for a float.

I will be trying the Walmart parking lot camping thing I hope, but if they kick me out, I have Google mapped a bunch of Motel 6's. I am going to try and stay off the web, well mostly. I plan on doing some writing and some thinking. It has been suggested I do this in the other order but I like my way better. I will go on-line to post only, I have promised myself I will not check email etc on-line for the week. If I can't do the surfing thing, I can lay on the beach and think, there is no shortage of things to think about!

In the extremely unlikely event that I am eaten by a shark, know my bucket was empty, a shark is full and use my bucket to plant some Johnny Jump-ups in. If the sharks don't get me and Air Canada gets me home alive, then send me some suggestions about what to put in my new bucket, but just remember, I am not as young as I used to be!

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Movies and Moving

More firsts this week: First, I willingly offered to paint a room. I hate painting! I don't know why. I would like to think it is because I am no good at it, but it turns out I am not too bad. Don't tell anyone, please. (I don't tell anyone I know how to finish drywall either, right Jon?) I had good reason to force myself into the painting gig. My son is moving upstairs, and we needed to get rid of the purple-green paint scheme left behind by his sister. He picked a very manly shade of blue that happens to work well with the pine that trims the room. It is better to be lucky than good.

One great spinoff of my son moving into a new larger room is that there is no longer any reason to have Lego in the reading room. You don't know how many times he has cleaned up all but one piece of Lego. Guess who finds that one piece...with my foot!

My son really wanted to see Zombieland. I checked with Jenni, and she said it got good reviews. I will get even with her! It is not that it was bad; I just don't do well with scary movies. Jenni and I have been to more than one scary movie, and I either shriek or jump out of my skin. Another first this week: I saw a scary movie and didn't shriek or jump, but I have had enough zombies for a long time.

My third first this week was with my 4-year-old grandson: I went to a movie at noon on a Tuesday. I said it was to give Jenni a break in the middle of the day, but really it was because I wanted to and because I can. We went to see Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs--more my speed than Zombieland. He is so cute at the movie, sitting in his seat with a bag of popcorn as big as he is. He takes movie watching very seriously--no fidgeting, no talking and laughing only at the appropriate places. There were six of us in the theater: 2 grandpas, a grandma and three grandkids. What a great time! I might be getting the hang of this not working thing!

Friday, October 2, 2009

Once a Teacher, Always a Teacher






Teach a man to fish and he eats for a lifetime. It's not quite that simple; you still need some gear and a well-stocked body of water, but, without the teaching part, you end up watching the fish jump while you try to get the hook out of your finger.


As most of you know I am spending more than my usual amount of time working with A Better World during this year away from Olds College. This summer my work with them took me to northeast India on the Burma border. I visited the Champai Institute of Technology--9 computers on the second floor of a building that doubles as a house and store. Computer skills are in high demand in that part of the world, but schools are not in a position to provide computer training and there are very few individuals with a computer. Businesses are finding that they need computers for the same reasons our businesses need them. Their government is trying to promote computer training; they have written curriculum and sponsored tuition for training centers. I viewed the government created curriculum and was impressed at the realistic examples it gave and practical skills it develops.

Grace Lalrinhlui, a refugee from Burma and now principal of the Champai Computer Institute of Technology (CCIT), is trying to get training to the low income people of her community. She currently trains a few orphans in her spare time, no questions asked, but she would like to do more. The CCIT offers a 6-month course in office software. The course runs one hour a day, 5 days a week. Grace acts as a mentor for the students as they work through the self directed learning.

The advantage to this format is that students can pick an hour a day that works with their schedule. Some come in the morning after they get their children off to school while others come in the middle of the afternoon between the lunch rush and the supper rush. It makes for a long day for Grace, but she is happy to do it because she recognizes the need. And as far as the facilities are concerned, I was very impressed. Everything was clean and organized, and there was even a suggestion box--the only suggestion box I saw in all of India. Without question, there is the capacity for much greater use of the facilities than is now happening.



I am working with Grace to find sponsors to pay tuition for students from the low income group. To these people, an office job would be out of the question simply because of a lack of education. On the job training is not common. I guess when you have a billion people to choose from, you can be fussy. But a small investment in someone can radically change their life and the lives of their family. Grace knows this because it was a helping hand from a local person that made it possible for her to run the CCIT. She is highly motivated to make the business work because she is uses the proceeds to put her four brothers and sisters through school.

Education provides opportunity. Often family members will pool their resources to send one member to school in the hope that they will all benefit from the training. When families simply do not have even the resources to do that, the whole family is destined to remain in poverty. In the case of a refugee population, the chances are even worst. So, you ask, what would it take to give someone six months of computer training, and a chance a better life? I had to have Grace tell me twice, then write it down because I was sure the number was lost in translation: $150.00 Canadian dollars!

The teacher in me started to claw his way out! Would she be willing to incorporate monthly reporting by each sponsored student into the assignments? Yes! Could they set up a Gmail account and IM with me as an assignment? Yes! Could we track them after leaving the training to assess the effectiveness? Yes! I have been in contact regularly with Grace since the trip. That is the great thing about working with a computer teacher--communication is easy!

I have put a proposal forward to ABW to sponsor 20 students from low income families this year. I am going back to India early this winter to check on a clinic being constructed in that area, and I would love to have the funds to meet 20 new students while I am there.

I had the good fortune to hear the Dalai Lama speak not once but twice this week. His message of changing the world through compassion and nonviolence rings true to me, as does his message about the importance of education. I believe this project could, in a small way, lead to a better world! I don't like to solicit funds through this blog, but, if you are interested in getting involved, please contact me, and I will give you more details (This would be a great project for an IT department to get involved with). Geeks, unite! Your time is at hand!