Saturday, March 26, 2011

The Green Flash



When the sun sets over very blue water on a cloudless day, the very last tip of the sun turns a brilliant green.  In the Caribbean, this phenomenon is known as the green flash.  No matter how crazy the day or when the next exam is, we try to take a few minutes to pause and watch for it.  I've seen it twice so far and Cramer a few more times since he lives at the beach and gets to watch more sunsets :-)  We've tried to catch the moment on camera and it simply can't be done, it is one of those moments you have to live instead.....if you ever make it down to St. Kitts, I'll show you.

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Birthday Blast


Sunset at the Beach with a bucket of Caribs + Good Chinese food + Chocolate cupcakes + Unknown at Movie Theatre (starring Liam Neeson, who as you can see personally wished ME a Happy Birthday) + totebag of smuggled candy at the movie (lots of Cadbury) + Several Amazon giftcards :-) = PERFECT BIRTHDAY, 24 here I come!

Monday, March 7, 2011

Kayaking

This weekend I had to fulfill my promise of educating some novice kayakers
Julie has kayaked on rivers before and so got the hang of the ocean kayak very quickly

Michelle on the other hand was relatively newer....
I had a bit of fall on the walk down to Rockies involving a rolled ankle...typical Rach
We only had a handful of near misses involving rocks and a stout buoy line before we became synchronized 
By the end of the day, Michelle graduated to champion Kayaker!  (well, with no rapids anyway:-)

The Bat Cave


One Sunday morning, a group of adventurous souls set out to find the bat cave.  The entire hike took about 3 hours and so wasn't supposed to be too strenuous....except for one part.  



All in all the hike was wonderful and has been my favorite of the hikes we've taken so far on the island.  We followed a deep dry creek bed up the mountain and so were in damp shade scrambling over rocks the entire time.  The cool temperatures and plant life reminded of WV.

The worst part of the hike involved a rock face that could only be navigated  through one crevice with the aid of a rope.  The athletic Cramer and Dan were able to get up unassisted, but as for the rest of us, it was akin to a second birthing.  Thank the lord Dan was strong enough to pull and Cramer is much stronger than he looks and was able to push from the bottom.  It was a humbling experience all around but at least we can say we didn't turn around!
The boys thought they were so cool climbing a tree, so I had to show them a girl could do it too!

After the hike we all trudged sweaty and dirty to a local bar and grill and revived with Caribs and burgers...perfect Sunday in St. Kitts.

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Lobster Fishing

Cramer's newest endeavor is one that I'm completely happy with...LOBSTER FISHING!


The first attempts involved a pair of gloves (our lobsters don't have claws but are the spiny variety) and free diving.  As you can imagine the lobsters caught in this manner were either very little or very sick and so the technique had to be modified.


Cramer decided a snare was needed and so Dan designed one, Cramer gathered the supplies from island junk piles and they built a snare (you can't imagine the trouble these two get into.)


The snare produced better results but left the largest lobsters still eluding the mighty hunters....enter the lobster pot.


Cramer actually designed the pot on his own as Dan was busy with the same midterms that overtook my life a while.  The pot always catches a lobster, but as of yet, no monsters; just little guys.  


Experiments are currently under way involving different casting sites, day vs. night casting, and baits varying from fish to chicken to potatoes.  


Don't worry, I will let you guys know when Cramer catches dinner that is more than two bites and in the meantime I'll be enjoying my midday lobster snacks.       

Monday, February 28, 2011

SCUBA

Another event to add to life's list: SCUBA :-)

Creatures of the deep-Squid

While on the shore I didn't know if I was going to be able to follow through with diving because the gear was so awkward  but once in the water everyone is graceful!

It was Cramer's idea to get me in the water in the first place, he is currently working on getting certified

I definitely like diving, and hope to go again soon


Our fearless instructor, bless him; he puts up with Cramer on a daily basis 


Notice the difference in the tans, Cramer is a just a little of a beach bum!

Gotta love him!

Friday, February 25, 2011

Hash Harriers

Cramer waiting for the hash to start...he never sits still


Cramer and I are members of the Hash Harriers in St. Kitts.  A little introduction to Hashing follows thanks to Wikipedia (not a good source for school, just life :-)


The flag!  An orange flag indicates the correct trail
The Hash House Harriers is a decentralized organization with each chapter, sometimes called a kennel, individually managed with no uniting organizational hierarchy (although the locations of national and international gatherings are decided by a meeting involving representatives from a number of hashes). A chapter's management is typically known as the MisManagement and consists of individuals with various duties and titles. There are more than 1,700 chapters spanning all seven continents. Most major cities are home to at least one chapter. Chapters typically contain between 20-100 members, usually mixed-sex, with some metropolitan area Hashes drawing more than 1,000 hashers to an event.
One of the many hills that seemed to the theme for this particular hash

Most chapters gather on a weekly or monthly basis, though some events occur sporadically, e.g. February 29thFriday the 13th, or a full moon.
At a Hash, one or more members (Hares) lay a trail, which is then followed by the remainder of the group (the Pack or Hounds). The trail often includes false trails, short cuts, dead ends, and splits. These features are designed to keep the pack together regardless of fitness level or running speed, as front-runners are forced to slow down to find the "true" trail, allowing stragglers to catch up.
Members often describe their group as "a drinking club with a running problem," indicating that the social element of an event is as important, if not more so, than any athleticism involved. Beer remains an integral part of a Hash, though the balance between running and drinking differs between chapters, with some groups placing more focus on socializing and others on running.
Bear just couldn't make it!  I seem to be flagging as well (pink shirt)
Generally, Hash events are open to the public and require no reservation or membership, but some may require a small fee, referred to as hashcash, to cover the costs incurred, such as food or drink.
The end of a trail is an opportunity to socialize, have a drink and observe any traditions of the individual chapter (see Traditions). When the Hash officially ends, many members may continue socializing at an On-AfterOn-DownOn-On-On, or Hash Bash, an event held at a nearby house, pub, or restaurant.

Julie and Bear finally at the top
Our particular Hash Harriers meet every 3 weeks plus special events and has two components: one running, and one walking (thank the lord!).  The courses are designed to take one hour of rigorous hiking and let me tell you, some of them are brutal such as the one the pictures are from.  After the hash is completed, a picnic (usually hotdogs, beer, soda for kids, and water if you    must) are available and it is at that time that initiations and  Down-Downs occur.  

Yet another straight up hill!
At initiation, the newbies to hashing (there are always a few) are welcomed to the group with a baptism of beer, and then they have to chug one.  Whatever you can't chug you have to pour on your head; this is a rule any time you have to chug a beer.


The views at the top made the hills almost worth it
A Down-Down is another tradition that occurs at the end of the hash at the picnic.  During the hash the Mismanagement (the leaders) watch and decide on random events to punish the hashers for.  Swearing, wearing purple sunglasses, being too hot and therefore distracting fellow runners/walkers, letting your dog use the restroom in an inappropriate place etc.  You never know what they are going to pick and if you are going to have to do a Down-Down until your name is called at the circle during the picnic and your offense is announced.  You then have to chug a beer while everyone sings in a lusty bar-room baritone;

"He/She's an asshole so we say, but we really wouldn't have 'em any other way, drink it down down down down down down down"
      
Initiation, two roomies this time
and the down downs continue until the drinker stops.  If they finished the beer we cheer, if they didn't they have to pour the rest on their head!  I haven't had to do a down down yet but no fear, I will finish the beer! 


Ashley is now a Hasher!
My absolute favorite part of the picnics occurs during the down downs and goes unnoticed by most people because they are focused on the person chugging.  I watch the kids that have come and hiked with us (mostly professor's children).  They love the down downs and stand on the outskirts of the circle clutching their sodas and chugging along with the punished!  These kids chug soda for every down down and there are normally 8-10.  By the end they are either rolling on the ground with distended bellies or, to their parents horror, belching at such octaves to empress a grown man :-).


There are also special events such as the red dress Valentine's Day Hash.  What was special?  Everyone, man or women, had to show up in a red dress or lingerie!  Cramer and I didn't make that one because I was in midterm mode and I doubt I would have gotten pictures of us anyway!


Maggie is now a Hasher!  Cramer's bud Dan was next
We really enjoy getting out and going to the hashes and I hope it is something we can continue wherever we end up.  If there isn't a local hashing chapter, perhaps I'll have to pioneer and start one, I've been known to do crazier things.  To the horse people of my life, how amazing would it be to have the first Horse Hash Harrier chapter?  Can you imagine; it would be similar to fox hunting but without the prey and formality, pure trail blazing!









P.S.  Welcome to the newest member of the house, Gidget!  Maggie just couldn't say no and adopted her from the kennel at Ross.  Ross's kennel dogs are strays that are brought in for us to practice procedures.  They serve two years and are them up for adoption to students and screened locals.  Gidget was lucky enough to look at Maggie the right way :-)