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Shouting out.

As you may have noticed, we keep a blogroll on our WI&WN blog.  That’s nothing special – lots of bloggers keep a list of blogs on their page.  Others opt not to…maybe they worry about burdening their readers with their opinions…hahaha.

OK – bad humor aside, I just wanted to take a minute to draw your attention to our blogroll.  There’s some incredible stuff going on over there.  It’s listed alphabetically, so no preferential treatment involved…only that we’ve listed stuff we think you’re really going to like.

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Garlic, southern cooking and a new tradition.

So i guess it must have been about 10 hours after we left Manila that the first of two typhoons hit the capital.  Both were big…not sure what the death toll was when all was said and done – I think it was just under a hundred – but there are more on the way.  At the risk of sounding like a prat, for purposes of continuity I must include that this of course meant our holiday plans were not a go.  It also meant that I’d fly into Manila and have to stay there for 5 days, rather than on some isolated sunny beach.  So within the first two days of being in Oregon, my niece convinced me to check whether or not I could postpone my flight, probably to stop me moaning about how much it was going to suck. Wasn’t a problem, and didn’t cost much, so I was able to move my flight to the same day Chris would fly back, which worked out a treat.

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u.s. road trip…day 3

after our elk photo adventure, we had plenty of driving to do, and wanted to get to sarah and andrew’s as early as possible (more explanation below).  so we left pretty early, and at chris’ request, we stayed on the 101 about 75% of the northward journey, against the advice of our gps.  this added about 3 1/2 – 4 hours onto the journey.*  but the visuals were so worth it.  the coastline of the west just baffles me each time i see it.  this part of oregon is stunning – rolling dunes on the beaches, lots of colorful flora, and those beautiful cliffs again.  some of the rock formations extending beyond the shoreline, or past the edges of cliffs, are as magnificent and humbling as any mountain.  and, as would be expected, the small towns we passed through all proudly provided three or four coffee shops, just on the 101.  coffee has, however, gotten a lot pricier since i was last stateside!  $9 we paid for a mocha and a soy latte!  wowzah!

headed east just about level with eugene, and then went north-east to sweethome, home to sarah and andrew’s amazing farm.  sarah and andrew have been involved in all things agricultural for ages, and have worked all over the world, from cambodia and laos, to just about every country in europe.  the latter experience was to do with their still-current focus on seed preservation.  for those of you who know as little about this as i did when they first began the Seed Ambassadors project, check out the site.  it’s really interesting.  but suffice it to say that we are losing food diversity due to massive corporations mass producing only key fruits and veg, so that all we see in a grocery store are two or three types of tomatoes, for example.  this year, on sarah and andrew’s farm, they cultivated seeds for 60 tomato species, and i would comfortably bet that 98% of the people reading this (sarah and andrew excluded) have never heard of them.  they’re also interested in helping people diversify the food they eat by figuring out what does well in one climate, and offering that to like climates elsewhere.  at any rate, it’s all far more complicated and interesting than i’m making it sound, so check out their website.  and order some seeds!

so on this day three, we settled in at sarah and andrew’s farm…andrew was away picking up a colleague who would spend the night as well – when they returned we sat round the table to a lovely meal and went to bed.

TOTAL MILES:  1295

*chris does not agree with this time estimate.  by his calculations, we were about 30-45 minutes behind schedule.  but then that’s what happens when you wait so long to tell a freaking story.

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