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The Troglodytiques

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Main street Saumur

During our last week in the Loire Valley, we went for a drive to the town of Saumur in the heart of the wine region. In addition to several chateaus and vineyards, the region around Saumur is also known for its troglodytiques which are a bit similar to the cave dwellings in Colorado but a major difference is that many are still actively utilized as homes, farms, wine caves, mushroom caves, restaurants, pubs, and a variety of other uses. There are so many in the region that it was difficult to choose which to visit but we settled on two – a tour of “Caves Louis de Grenelle” and the “Rochemenier Village” which has been preserved since it was last occupied as a working farm.

 

Modern Bottling Equipment in the old wine cave
Modern Bottling Equipment in the old wine cave

We began our visit to Saumur with a wine tasting at Caves Louis de Grenelle and, of course, we had to acquire a couple bottles of the tasty local wine. After the tasting, we took a tour of the wineries bottling and fermentation process which occurred entirely within the underground caves. We learned a bit about the different varieties of grapes, how the age of the vines impacts the flavor of the grapes, why the underground caves are the perfect environment for creating fine wines, and how the grapes were harvested and fermented into the wines we sampled including the sparkling wines that this particular winery was recognized for. We also learned that we should never refer to “champagne” as “champagne” unless the grapes that make it come from “Champagne”. If not from Champagne, France, a little bubbly should simply be called “sparkling wine”!!!  DSCN2281In the particular wine cave we visited, there were approximately 4 million bottles of wine on racks in various stages of the wine making process from initial fermentation and “riddling” (the process of turning the bottles to remove the yeast sediments) to labeling and preparation for shipping. The riddling process is now fully automated but, back in the day, we learned that an average “riddler” could turn about 50,000 bottles a day. Another possible career? Or not!!!

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Oradour-sur-Glane

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Main Street in Orator-sur-Glane

A few days after returning from Normandy, we took another side trip to Oradour-sur-Glane. We would’t have known about the place had we not seen a Facebook post from our friend Tim Martini who has a TV show called “Exploring the Obscure” – a documentary about the existence and history of some of the worlds most unusual places. To link to his show, goto:  https://youtu.be/LyEpaiVULds

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Cookin in Rio

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Simone (in orange) was a great teacher!

While I’d planned on learning some new things on this trip, I wasn’t quite sure what the curriculum would be. Turns out that I’ve been enjoying learning how to cook! We took our first cooking class in Lima, Peru where we learned to make Cerviche and Pisco Sours. The class was cool and it was fun learning how to make new things but I didn’t really learn that much about cooking.

While visiting Brazil, we discovered that Brazilian cuisine was really tasty so we signed up for another cooking class offered by Cook in Rio:  http://www.cookinrio.com but, this time, we learned a whole lot more about “cookin” than just how to make a dish.

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Caprese

First of all, the teacher (Simone) was super energetic and hilarious! She’s a native Brazilian full of carioca spirit who’d began her career in broadcasting and has lived in Germany, Cuba, the United States, and Brazil with about as many different husbands. When in Germany, she wasn’t able to work in broadcasting so she took a culinary class and discovered her real passion and vows that the main ingredient in any of her dishes is “love”.

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Fish Moqueca, Banana Forafa, and Brazilian Rice

During the 4-hour class, we made two types of Caipirinha’s (the national drink of Brazil) – one with passion fruit and the other with the traditional mix of lime, sugar, and rum. We also made a complete Brazilian meal including an appetizer of Caprese (a mix of sausage, onions, and hot pimiento peppers) and fried cassava sticks (a Brazilian cheese with flavor and texture similar to Wisconsin cheese curds). The main course was Brazilian Garlic Rice, Fish Moqueca, and Toasted Cassava Flour with Banana Forafa. Needless to say, we were quite full after eating the incredibly awesome food that we had prepared – the most unique and tasty was the Banana Forafa which was an unusual mix of a special kind of banana fried with onions, olive oil, and brown flour! Who would’ve thunk?

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Learning how to “flambe”

While Simone was entertaining and I’m glad to know how to cook a fine Brazilian meal, I most enjoyed learning some things about of the science behind cooking and nutrition. For example, I’d always thought “flambe” was just a fancy food service technique to impress people but I now know that it enhances and “seals in” the natural flavor of the ingredients and, now, I know how to do it without burning down the kitchen! I learned that you should always serve something spicy as an appetizer because the spice enhances the senses of taste and smell such that you have a greater appreciation for the food you’re eating and I also learned that you should serve something acidic to go with something that contains higher levels of fat as the acid counteracts the fat – I interpret that as: “I can eat all of the bacon and sausage I want to as long as I have an orange with it”!!!!

the Land of Foz

DSCN0962Brenda & I have found ourselves in the land of Foz for the past week.  It’s my second time here and I’d been looking forward to sharing the experience with Brenda.  “Foz” is the short nickname for the Brazilian city of Foz do Iguacu which, in Portuguese, means “Mouth of the Iguacu”.  Foz has a population of about 350k people and is home to not just one but two of the seven wonders of the world.  First of all, Foz is on the tri-country border of Paraguay, Agrentina, and Brazil and is adjacent to Iguazu Falls which is one of the seven natural wonders of the world and is, by far, one of the most spectacular places I’ve ever been.  Secondly, Brazil & Paraguay share Itaipu Binational – a hydro electric plant on the Parana River between the two countries which was named as one of the seven modern wonders of the world and is the world’s largest generator of renewable clean energy providing power to around 30 million Brazilian residents (15% of Brazil’s population) and 5 million Paraguayan residents (75% of Paraguay’s population).

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Santiago-In Search of High Places and Open Spaces

I’ve always liked the name “Santiago” for a city but didn’t know much about it.  Now that we’ve been here for a few days, it doesn’t seem foreign at all except for the fact that even fewer people here speak English than in Peru but life in the city is so similar to North American cities that we almost feel at home.

Airbnb has become a favored option for us when traveling.  It’s kind of a hybrid mix of Couchsurfing and VRBO.  Basically, people rent either their entire home or a room in their home at a cost typically much less than a hotel but the real benefit is that you feel like a local when you’re in Airbnb accommodations.  While neither Brenda or I are typically very keen on spending much time in big cities, both of us were raised in small communities and we’ve always wondered what it might feel like to live in a high rise apartment in the heart of a big city – voila!  For the last few days, we’ve had our own small apartment on the 15th floor of a 16 story building just a few blocks from  city center in a traditional residential neighborhood about 1mile away from tourist central.  Fortunately, the balcony faces N/W and is sunny most of the day!

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Arequipa & Colca Canyon

 

DSCN0609Peru is a vast country full of beauty, rich cultures, and pride. I continue to be amazed by the variety of landscapes and lifestyles of the people from this country. The cultures of the different regions are about as diverse as the landscapes. We’re only on our 3rd week in Peru and we’ve already visited the lush highlands around Machu Picchu, the urban jungle of Lima, and the fertile lowlands of the Amazon. Now we’re in Arequipa which is referred to as “the White City” and is surrounded by barren desert and enormous snow capped volcanos. The architecture of Arequipa is much different than any we’ve seen so far in Peru. Many buildings in the city have a Spanish Colonial style and many are constructed of the white limestone that is mined in the area but it’s nickname “the White City” has nothing to do with the color of the buildings and everything to do with the color of it’s people. We learned that Arequipa was the first European settlement in all of South America. Turns out that when Europeans first arrived on the coasts of South America, the heat of the coastal regions near the equator was unbearable so they flocked to the highlands and settled there. Much like the colonization of North America, the early settlers in South America started building settlements where they would bring their religion and wealth and, also much like North America, some of the natives accepted the new way of life while others still hold strong resentments.

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Peru Take #2

DSCN0144Since childhood I’ve had an interest in the Inca culture and have been drawn to the beauty of the Andes Mountains. In February 2010, I was in Peru with plans of trekking the Inca Trail into Machu Picchu but, sadly, the region had devastating mudslides about a week before I arrived which destroyed the infrastructure of the towns and transport systems throughout the Sacred Valley. The entire region was being evacuated so, unfortunately, I didn’t get to see Machu Picchu and left with hopes of returning again.

Brenda & I made plans to return earlier this Spring but our plans were deferred again because of my paragliding accident last December. Although I’m still recovering, we left Colorado Springs on March 25th en route to Peru. We arrived in Cusco two days later where we met our friends Pat & Kathi who were joining us for the adventure. While many visitors to Machu Picchu travel by train to get there, we enjoy the wilderness and wanted to experience the beauty of the Andes and history of the ancient Incas by trekking on one of several original Inca trails so we chose to trek a variation of the Salkantay Trail. While we would’ve enjoyed trekking the entire 34 miles, neither time nor my recently broken foot permitted so we chose to complete just the last 10 mile segment from Lucmabamba to Aguas Callientes over Patallacta Pass.

The Trek

We left our hostel in Santa Theresa around 5am and got a ride from the hostel owner to Lucmabamba. We arrived around 6am and started the trek. Shortly after we began, we passed the beautiful Lucma Lodge and came upon our first “Andean Starbucks” – a coffee plantation where we enjoyed a cup of coffee freshly roasted from the coffee beans growing right above the bistro table. It was, by far, the best coffee I believe I’ve ever had!

DSCN0028We continued hiking upwards towards the summit of Patallacta Pass nearly 2500’ in elevation above our starting point. Shortly after cresting the summit, we came to a clearing and saw the Llactapata Ruins. It was still a bit cloudy but a short break in the clouds gave us a glimpse of Machu Picchu.  DSCN0055We continued to descend to the Llactapata Lodge where we enjoyed a terrific 3 course Andean lunch of avocado salad, trout, and caramelized plantains. By this time, the skies had cleared and we enjoyed a stunning view of Huayana Picchu Mountain and the Citadel off in the distance. From here we continued our decent down the steep and muddy terrain. While I’m accustomed to trekking long distances at a relatively fast pace, the furthest I’d been since I’d broken my foot a few months earlier had been about 4 miles and this 10 mile journey had been quite taxing. By the time we reached the river valley and arrived at Hidro Electrica, my foot was extremely swollen and throbbing – I hate to admit that it brought me to tears – not so much because of my pain but my sadness for the kind of pain my mom experienced her whole life as a result of her arthritic disability and the pain my dad has experienced from his lifetime of injuries. Both of my parents had nerves of steel and the stamina to accomplish great things in spite of their physical pain – truly an example of courage!

While some visitors walk the last 6 miles from Hidro Electrica to Aguas Callientes, we opted to hop the train. We’d been trekking for nearly 9 hours so the comfy bed at the Rupa Wasi Lodge was quite inviting. We had an early dinner and settled in for the night so we could get an early start and make it to Machu Picchu before sunrise the next morning.

Machu Picchu

We arrived at the Citadel at the first sign of light and managed to hike up to the Sun Gate as the sun crested the surrounding peaks and shed its light upon the Citadel. Neither words or pictures give it justice – it was, by far, one of the most beautiful sights I’ve ever seen!  DSCN0161The Citadel was built for the Inca Emperor and was constructed high upon a hill overlooking the Urubamba River which flows into the mighty Amazon and provides hydro electric power to much of Peru. After witnessing the incredible sunrise, we went to the trail that leads to the summit of Machu Picchu Mountain and began the steep climb. We’d hoped to reach the summit but, unfortunately, the terrain became a bit too steep and difficult for my injured and swollen foot so we settled for the view from about half way up as I knew that coming down would be an even greater challenge. Our friends Pat & Kathi went on to the summit.

DSCN0113After taking a few pictures, Brenda & I slowly descended back to the Citadel and took an easy walk to the Inca Bridge. Again, pix won’t describe what we saw. A portion of one of the many Inca trails was created along the shear face of a deep canyon wall. The stones that were placed to retain the earth for the narrow trail had been placed by hand but I have no idea how! It looked as they came from thin air. While public safety is not as much of a concern in Peru as it is in the US, even this section of trail was blocked off – it appeared to be less than 18” wide and there must have been at least 500’ of shear cliff face below it. In addition to amazing construction skills, the ancient Incas must have had nerves of steel!

Pat & Kathi made it down from the summit of the mountain about an hour later so we all spent the afternoon walking through the ruins of the Citadel admiring the craftsmanship and skill of the Incas. The construction of the temple and the rest of the citadel was remarkable – stones had been carved in unique geometric shapes and carefully placed without the use of any mortar to create solid foundations that have remained in place for more than 500 years and withstood the forces of torrential rains and earthquakes – an incredible feat of engineering with no degree required – just common sense! Makes me wonder why we have to get engineering reviews to construct a simple house today???

Sadly, our day at Machu Picchu came to an end. We returned to Aguas Callientes and boarded the train to Ollantaytambo where we would stay for the next few days.

Ollantaytambo

Ollantaytambo is a quaint town along the Urubamba river in the heart of Sacred Valley between Cusco & Machu Picchu. Our hostel was located a few blocks from the plaza away from the light and noise. It was dark when we arrived and the stars in the sky were as brilliant as they are on a clear night in Colorado but the perspective was a bit different in the Southern Hemisphere and the planet Mars glowed of orange & red. The building was old & rustic, constructed of adobe mud blocks with a clay tile roof and a small central courtyard. We shared a room with friends Pat & Kathi and a few fuzzy 8 legged creatures – one that crawled out of our bed to make room for us to get in!

After 2 long days of trekking, climbing, and exploring Machu Picchu, we were all ready for a day of relaxation so we opted for an easy stroll through the market and along the narrow cobblestone streets until we came upon a great little place for lunch. Brenda & I shared the typical Peruvian lunch of sopa y arroz con pollo (soup & rice w/chicken) which cost about $5 soles (US $1.50) and the quantity was plenty for us to share. In the afternoon, we relaxed in the hammocks at our hostel admiring the clear sky and steep peaks around us then found our way to the Sacred Valley Brewing Company for happy hour later in afternoon. Turns out that someone from Portland, Oregon has relocated to the Sacred Valley and teamed up with locals to introduce good beer to the Incas but, sadly, I don’t think the Incas like it or can afford it as most of the clientele appeared to be tourists.

DSCN0228After a day of rest & relaxation, we were all ready for some more activity so we ventured a short distance to the ruins on the hillside overlooking the town and again, were amazed by the incredible skill and obvious stamina of the Incas in constructing their villages.

 

 

Back in Cusco

Cusco is an amazing city with a population of nearly 1/2 million people that sits at an elevation of 11,200’ above sea level. The city lies near the Urubamba River Valley and was the historic capital of the ancient Inca Empire from the 13th to the 16th centuries and most of the buildings in the city are built upon foundations remaining from the ancient Inca ruins. SDC10726Life in the city evolves around Plaza de Armas and spreads into the hillsides above. It’s a lively town filled with street markets and festivals. Cusco is the gateway to the Sacred Valley and Machu Picchu so the city is bustling with more than 2 million tourists each year from around the world as most all visitors spend some time in the city before or after their journey to Machu Picchu.

When I first visited in Cusco in 2010, I stayed with a Couchsurfing host named Ronnie. He and his brother offered my friend Ian & I a room in their small apartment but, more importantly, their hospitality and friendship. Ronnie had just finished attending University and was working as a tour guide at the time but shared his personal dreams of international travel outside of Peru and his goal of opening his own hostel – both of which he has accomplished since then. The name of his hostel is “Ukukus” which is a word used to describe the blending of the spiritual practices from his Quechua heritage with the traditional Catholicism that came to South American when Europeans started inhabiting the country. http://ukukushostelperu.com  Ronnie and I have kept in touch since we met in 2010 and I was fortunate to have followed his progress in the creation of the Ukukus Hostel which I made a very small investment in during the building process. We enjoyed our stay at Ukukus but, unfortunately, Ronnie was in Lima visiting family so we would have to connect in Lima a few days later.

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While there are many things to do in Cusco, my favorite is the climb to Cristo Blanco, a statue of Christ with outstretched arms which was donated to the city by the Arabic Palestinians who sought refuge in Cusco after World War II. The statue sits high on a hill overlooking the city. While many tourists opt for a bus ride up and pay the entrance fee to get into the national park where it’s located, we opted for the walk up the “Cusco Incline” (my name for a series of 2000+ steps that begin at Plaza de Armas and go up through the hillside residences overlooking the city and allow for free entrance to the back side of the park. The exercise and the view assimilate that of my favorite activity in Colorado Springs, ie. climbing up the Manitou Incline. While not quite as steep, the distance and number of steps is about the same which became another form of extreme PT on my way to recovery from the broken heel.

Lima – A Stark Contrast to the Sacred Valley

It’s hard to avoid a stay in Lima when visiting Peru or other parts of South America since the airport is a major hub for all domestic and international flights. While Lima was not on our bucket list of places to see, we decided to go ahead and spend a couple of days near the Bohemian district of Barranco and the beaches in Miraflores. In prior visits to Lima, we’d opted for a sleepover in the airport or a cheapie hotel nearby but this time we thought we’d try the urban experience. The cab ride from the airport to the city goes through the port area and some pretty rough looking neighborhoods that made us a bit uncomfortable but as we approached Miraflores, it seemed like we were back in the US. We stayed in a hotel just a few blocks from the beach and series of beautiful small parks overlooking the coast. We enjoyed a walk along the malecon, visited the Artsy Barranco District filled with beautiful Colonial architecture, went to the Museum of Electricity, crossed the Bridge of Sighs, and attended a cooking class where we learned to make Cerviche and Pisco Sours. DSCN0320The best part of the visit for me, was connecting with my friend Ronnie from Cusco. We managed to connect twice during our short time in Lima for dinner, drinks, and conversation. Ronnie invited us to join him for the Salkantay Marathon (similar to our Pikes Peak Marathon) and, if I remember correctly after consuming a few beers, Patrick & I agreed to return in the summer of 2017 to participate and bring our friends Tim & Eric with us – hopefully Tim & Eric don’t mind and hopefully my foot will be fully healed by then!

Healing From a Broken Body

It’s been a little over 90 days since I fell out of the sky and landed at the bottom of a drained swimming pool while paragliding near Crucita, Ecuador. I recall knowing that I was going to crash but the details are still a bit fuzzy. It happened quickly – wind speed increased and changed direction and next thing I know I was strapped to a stretcher en route to a hospital in Portoviejo. The accident happened on the afternoon of December 23rd and it was a couple of days before I understood the extent of my injuries. Although I took a blow to my upper back, fortunately, the extent of spinal injury was a couple of minor compression fractures that have now fully healed but my left foot, right wrist, and right elbow didn’t fare so well. My left heel (Calcaneus) was broken into 3 pieces, a compound fracture left my right wrist in fragments, and my right arm was broken just below the elbow.

Being hospitalized in a foreign country with a language barrier was yet another experience. While the care was ultimately good (and free), patience was necessary and communication was difficult. The hospital did not have MRI or tomography capabilities and the X-ray equipment was not working so I was transported to multiple facilities for diagnostic services. If I remember correctly, I was carted to 3 different clinics before finally hearing my verdict – two surgeries would be required – one for the wrist and arm and a second for the foot but “parts” had to be ordered from Quito before the foot surgery could be performed. Given the language barrier, I never really understood what “parts” were needed but I eventually determined that it must have been something needed to fix the X-ray equipment in the OR as no special “parts” were installed in my body – just some stainless steel wire and “pins” that were carefully handcrafted and set by the orthopedic surgeon nearly 2 weeks after the accident.

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For the first week in the hospital, I was almost entirely immobile. About 3 days after the accident I managed to get myself out of bed and “hop” to the restroom but even that proved challenging with hard splints on opposite extremities. It was a humbling experience. For the first time in my life, I was entirely dependent on others to meet basic human needs like going to the bathroom and taking a shower and, “others” were complete strangers including family members of other patients in the hospital ward. Obviously, I was a bit relieved when Brenda came to retrieve me and get me back to familiar surroundings.

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While I know many people have had similar injuries or may suffer from crippling diseases, I’d managed to make it through 49 years without a broken bone and wasn’t sure exactly what “recovery” would look like. The doctor in Ecuador told me that the bones would take 6-8 weeks to mend but failed to mention that that would really just be the beginning of the recovery period.

When I returned to Colorado, I met with the same orthopedic surgeon that kept both my dad and mom mobile in spite of their accidents and disabilities. He examined my injuries, took some new X-rays and said three things: First, he said “that’s the way we used to do it” then he said “the doctor in Ecuador did a pretty good job – everything appears to be in alignment and the bones will heal” then he followed up with “you’ll feel this for the rest of your life but you’re as stubborn and strong as your dad and mom so this won’t keep you down for long”.

Three weeks in a wheel chair followed by three weeks on a knee scooter then three weeks on crutches, and I’m now walking again. My pace is “old man” and each step still hurts but each step is one step closer to regaining full mobility. Range of motion in the wrist and elbow is still pretty limited. I can type but auto correct is going crazy given that I’m retraining my fingers and hand to move again. It’s probably a good thing that I’m not working right now as physical therapy has become a full time job consisting of 4-6 hours a day swimming, pedaling, using various elliptical trainers, walking, climbing stairs, and light weight training followed by rest, ice, heat, compression, and elevation to get the swelling down so I could use the foot and arm some more and do it all over again. Thanks to some exceptional early Spring weather, I’ve even been able to do some “mountain therapy” – i.e.. easy trail hiking. Massage & Chiropractic have also been a huge help!

I feel very fortunate. The crash was bad but things could have been much worse and Brenda and I are excited to be on a plane heading back to South America to continue the “mountain therapy”. We arrive in Cuzco, Peru tomorrow where we’ll meet up with friends Pat & Kathi and will travel by bus into the Sacred Valley on Monday. On Tuesday, our plan is to follow in the footsteps of the ancient Incas by hiking the last two segments of the Salkantay Trek into Aguas Callientes and early Wednesday morning, we plan to hike the last segment of the Inca Trail into Machu Picchu to witness the sunrise over the citadel.

While we’re excited to progress with our travel plans, we’ve also appreciated our time back in Colorado! We spent some time with my parents in Colorado Springs, some time with Brenda’s mom in Iowa, and quite a bit of time in NOCO with our friends Lisa, Bob, and Vohn. We made the best of the situation. We discovered several great bakeries and eateries in the Loveland/Fort Collins area including “Me oh My Coffee & Pie” in LaPorte, “Snooze” in Ft. Collins, and Mary’s Mountain Cookies in both Loveland & Ft. Collins. We sampled microbrews at O’Dells, Coopersmiths, New Belgium, Ft. Collins Brewing, Big Thompson Brewing, Grimm Brothers, Snowbank brewing, Loveland Aleworks, and Spring 44 Distillery. We walked along the Big Thompson River (me on Crutches), hiked up Horsetooth Mountain (very slowly), and discovered the beautiful views along the Devils Backbone trail. I relived some college memories from my days in Fort Collins by “hobbling” around the CSU campus, “studying” at C.B. & Potts, and having a beer at the “Drunken Monkey”. We experienced a “Rocky Mountain Traffic Jam” in Estes Parkelk and spent a night at the historic Stanley Hotel while watching the Shining. We binge-watched all seven seasons of the West Wing and spent a whole weekend playing Settlers of Catan with friends Eric, Dylan, and Vohn. We went to the Chilson Rec Center in Loveland almost daily (sometimes twice a day) for exercise, therapy, and yoga. Brenda studied a bit of French and I studied a bit more Spanish and we both did a few minor projects helping our friends get their house ready for market and sale. We caught the Chocolate Exhibit at the Denver Museum of Natural History, went to the Fire & Ice Valentines Day Festival in Loveland, and we attended “Frozen Dead Guy Days” in Nederland – check out www.frozendeadguydays.org for the story on the history and shenanigans of this world famous event!

So while we’re a bit sad to have missed our planned 2-month stay in Cuenca, Ecuador and, while I hope not to break any more body parts, the past few months have been part of the grand adventure and a bit of a learning experience. We’ve enjoyed spending time with friends and family, making new friends, discovering new places, and re-discovering ourselves. Looking forward to see what the next year brings.

Breaking Away

SDC10215Breaking away from the rat race takes courage. It takes the same courage that it took to break into it in the first place.

Think back to your childhood when life was one big adventure. In our early years, most of us wanted to learn, to work, and to play in pretty equal amounts, but as we became adults we were introduced to the concept of the “American Dream”. We were sold the idea of success and of setting goals and making sure we achieved them.

Although not all have gone down that path, many of us did and, at least for a while, it seemed like the right thing to do. While basic education was pretty much mandatory, at some point, we were encouraged to choose a career and accept responsibilities.

SDC10210My wife Brenda and I were no exception. Until recently, we were following the path that “society” created for us. We set our career goals, acquired the appropriate education, and have since applied pretty much all of our physical and mental energy to gain distance along that path.

The problem is that we don’t really know where that path is going.

That may sound a bit strange as most of us think we have a future in our current jobs or careers. We assume that as long as we stay dedicated and keep up with new technologies, our career will be there for us until we don’t need it any longer. We even gain some short term and long term satisfactions from meeting those goals. But in reality we can find ourselves unemployed, broke, unhealthy, or completely disengaged at any time along the way.

Breaking free from the rat race – How do you change it?

I believe that a new injection of courage is the answer.

When you embarked on your current career, I’m guessing you felt confident you could do the job. You may not have known everything, but you figured it out – you learned what you needed to and took a few risks. You quite possibly told a prospective employer that you could do something you hadn’t done before, just because you had faith in your own dedication and ability to learn what was needed to to get the job done.  You demonstrated fearless courage!

Fast forward to where you’re at now – do you still have that courage?

Choose to do what it takes

Whether you want to change careers, retire early, learn a new language, or travel the world, all it takes is the same courage you had when you began your present occupation. Wherever you are now, you had to work to get there – you had to choose to do what it takes.

The same can be said for your next adventure – you just have to choose what you want to do and believe in yourself.

That said, some proper planning and action can help. Here are some tips that we’ve found helpful as we’ve been preparing for our early retirement.

1) Stop rewarding yourself for useless accomplishments

Stop going out for expensive dinners to compensate yourself for a hard weeks work just because you think you deserve it. A home cooked meal can be cheaper, healthier, and maybe even more fun to prepare. Don’t buy that new car just because you can, especially when your current one is working fine.

Ask yourself this question each time you contemplate an extravagant expense:

“Is this purchase worth my freedom?”

If the answer is “yes” then that is OK – it means that you value the experience and you should go ahead and treat yourself.  But if the answer is “no” then save your money for the bigger reward.

2) Allow yourself to dream a little

Picture yourself in a different reality and start dreaming. If you like what you see, take some action towards making it possible. Take practical steps just as you did when you set out to do whatever it is you are doing now.

3) Downsize and minimize

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Again, if your stuff makes you happy, by all means keep it, but if you’re not happy, consider parting with it. For us, less stuff equals freedom.

4) Don’t listen to the nay sayers

The world is full of people who think of all the reasons something can’t be done and they like to impose their reasoning on you. Some of these people may even be your closest friends and family. Do them a favor and don’t get on their boat – maintain your courage and inspire them to join you.

5) Build your faith

A good friend once told me that faith is like a muscle. If you don’t work at building it, it will atrophy and disappear. To me, faith is more spiritual than religious and it can be applied to anything. We can have faith in people, faith in our environment, faith in God, or faith in ourselves.

Test your boundaries with faith – take some chances and gain the rewards.

6) Si se peude

Whatever you are thinking of doing, remember this phrase “Si se puede”.

It means in Spanish, “yes it can be done” or “yes it’s possible”

So to answer my own question “can we really break free from the rat race?”

Well, we are just starting out on the next stage of our lives. We have the courage, we are building our faith and we believe that yes, it is possible.  And that’s a big “yes” in any language!

“You cannot discover new oceans unless you have the courage to lose sight of the shore.”

 

 

Winds of Change

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One of the goals I’d hoped to achieve on this trip was to improve my parapente skills.  I’d even given some thought to the idea of logging enough hours and experience to possibly teach the sport someday.  As most of you know, I’m still trying to figure out what I want to be when I grow up.  I enjoy teaching and being outdoors so the thought had come to mind.

Since arriving in Crucita, I’d completed nearly 40 flights with more than 30 hours of flight time and was loving life but the enjoyment suddenly came to an end.  During my 3rd flight on Wednesday 12/23, the winds suddenly increased and changed direction and I was unable to guide myself to a safe landing.  The wind carried me backwards over the city and, as much as I tried to steer away from obstacles, I simply couldn’t.  As I approached a home, the kite deflated and dropped me nearly 45′ into a drained pool.  The PG harness (and a water bottle inside that broke) took the brunt of the backwards hit and, although my back was bruised and is still sore 2 weeks later, I’m considering it a miracle that I’m alive with no evidence of spinal injury.  My mom always used to pray that the Angels would protect me.  She must still be praying as I believe they did the other day!

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