First week in Grants Pass, Oregon

Didn't realise it had been as much as a week since I last updated the blog - time flies!

On Saturday, Scott and I did play at Salmon Run, but it was wet over near the coast - we were glad to get back to the heat inland. Scott's Mum and Dad had passed us on our way over - they were taking the dogs back to Lucy and looking for a new trailer in Grants Pass.

On Sunday, we all went down to Medford and spent some time at the Family Fun Center (that's how they spell it!) on the go-karts, boats and crazy golf. I wanted to check out the optometrist (optician) where I had seen a nice pair of glasses last year but it was too near the end of our holiday to order them. Unfortunately, they were shut! However, I did go in to another shop and saw a pair of Nike's that I liked - Jo said it looked like I was going ski-ing with them on! I swithered about ordering the charcoal 4111 model, but walked away in the end. We had a very late lunch at Kaleidoscope - Braeden fell asleep - see above.

On Monday, Scott and Lucy were back to work and it was our first official day of baby-sitting. We walked the dogs round to the local Redmond park in the morning, but, after lunch, we went looking for another optician in Grants Pass (unsuccessfully) and made a detour on the way back and stopped at the main park in town for a walk with the boys. We noticed, atop one of the floodlight towers there was a platform and a large nest had been built on it - we think it was a family of bald eagles - but the zoom on my camera wasn't good enough to be sure - see above. We jumped in to the pool when we got back to cool down.

On Tuesday we took the boys to Wal-Mart in the morning (via an accidental slight detour up the Rogue River valley) to pick up the day's shopping. Of course, we had to bribe the boys to be good - particularly after we passed through the toy department!

Lucy was off work on Wednesday, so Jo and I took the car down to Medford. First stop was the optician's that had been closed on Sunday and I managed to order the glasses I wanted for reading. We then headed off to the other optician's where I had seen the Nike frames. Bad news when we got there, as all the charcoal ones had been snapped up. However, the girl took all my measurements for distance glasses and was quite confident she would manage to get new stock in, before we returned to Scotland.

Harry and David's was the next port of call, followed by lunch at the adjacent seafood restaurant. By the time we had done all this, aided and abetted by a couple of wrong turnings, it was almost 4:30 pm when we got back to Grants Pass. Lucy was beginning to panic, not least because it was their anniversary (their 6th) and she and Scott were going out for a meal and a movie.

Thursday was babysitting again but we walked the dogs and the boys down to Schroder park. Cade cycled again and insisted that I did too, but Braeden wouldn't go on the back of the bike, so Jo had the unenviable taks of pushing the pram with Braeden in and keeping the dogs in check at the same time! We all made it to the river and I took the dogs in for a soak, although I wasn't allowed to let them off the leash, as the last time Scott had tried this, Ryan wouldn't come out of the water! I offered to swap roles with Jo, and she did try riding the bike (for the first time in over 40 years!) but had to admit defeat in the end - see evidence above. Anyway, we all got home safely, although Jo, not surprisingly, was a bit hot and bothered by then! Scott came home from work early and we headed off for a brief 9 holes of golf. By the time we dropped off Lucy's car at her work, we decided to try the nearest course - Dutcher Creek - but unfortunately, it was closed for a tournament. I called Grants Pass and managed to persuade the pro to let us play the more interesting back nine. Scott and I had prime rib (preceded by the usual soup and salad) for our "light" evening meal (everyone else at home had had scrambled egg!).

Wed/Thu through to Friday

On Wednesday, Scott and I went up to the nearby Genoa Lakes golf club and we managed to get a game OK. It's a lovely course but it was slow up front and we were eventually invited to join the couple from San Diego in front of us at the 10th. Tom and Trish were staying at the Marriott Timber Lodge at South Lake Tahoe - a timeshare they had recently bought at a place we had tried to get in to, but failed. They were decent company and, although Scott was initially a bit fearful, we were certainly not overwhelmed by their golf - although Tom did hit the ball a long way. Early on in the round, we were a little amazed as a couple of deer, cool as you like, wandered out of the rushes and came up very close to us on the tee - they seemed very tame - Scott said they were mule deer - the name coming from their large, ass-like ears - see above photo. Scott did not have his hunting guns with him and I managed to persuade him to resist the temptation to wrestle them to submission!

On the way back, we popped in to DW's restaurant at our resort and booked a table for dinner. There was a Hawaiian trio playing and we sat on the same level as the band, with Braeden blissfully asleep for virtually the whole meal. As ever, the portions were huge and we all slumped back to our rooms.

Thursday was a bit of a rest day, slumming it by the pools in the morning and afternoon and then heading back to Carson City for a bit of shopping for Lucy, followed by a meal at Chilli's, after which we went back and packed for an early start on Friday morning.

We left the resort just after 7 a.m. and Scott and Lucy dropped us off at Reno airport not long after 8, then drove up to meet us getting off our second flight at Medford just before 3 pm. Flying meant Jo and I could travel light and skate through the airports, whilst at the same time giving Scott, Lucy and the boys more room for their 400 mile drive.

Jo and I had a bit of a wait at San Francisco, but we managed to while the time away in the Anchor Steam bar, with me watching the Open on TV refreshed by a pint of Liberty Ale, with Jo having her second cup of soup of the day (clam chowder this time - cheese and broccoli at Reno airport for breakfast!)

Our pick-up truck arrived at Medford airport not long after we landed and Scott drove us back up to Grants Pass. It was a little cloudy and the temperature was at least 15 degrees lower than normal (only the low 80's!). Scott thinks there may be an overnight storm and certainly the weather forecast for tomorrow is possibly for some rain - a new experience for us - bad timing, as Scott and I are heading to the coast to play at Salmon Run, after which we will go to Crescent City and pick up the dogs from Scott's Mum and Dad's.

Tuesday in South Lake Tahoe

We all travelled over the mountains again down to South Lake Tahoe. We spotted a small fairground and the boys had tremendous fun for an hour or so. Jo played spectator but Scott, Lucy and I all had turns on the various slides and go-karts (see photo above).

Lunch was at the local brewpub that I found out about the night before - Lucy couldn't believe I hadn't arrived in USA, fully researched on all the microbreweries and brewpubs in Northern Nevada! It was pretty good, but our waitress was a bit of a dipstick and needed reminding about a couple of things.

It was a tough call whether to go for a sail on the Tahoe Queen or a ride up the mountain on the Heavenly gondola. In the end we chose the latter, which made Jo a bit nervous, especially on the steep part of the climb. However, it was well worth it - the views from the walkway at the first station were fantastic.

When we came down, it was time to visit the Cold Stone Creamery for ice creams and smoothies - lovely, but we all felt a bit bloated afterwards and nobody was in a hurry to eat anything by the time we got back to the resort.

Genoa, Nevada

On Saturday, Jo and I were up very early and took a dawn stroll round the resort, taking some photos along the way. When we got back the rest were up and after breakfast we crossed over the mountains, past Heavenly ski resort, to South Lake Tahoe for lunch and a stroll along the beach.

On Sunday we took the trip north east to the old western gold mining town of Virginia City. The main street is just the same as it was almost 150 years ago - amazing. We took in a wild west shoot-em-up show and also a ride on the train around the various mines, both current and long closed.

Monday morning, Scott and I went off for a game of golf at Carson Valley - it was good fun and Scott did pretty well considering he hasn't hit a ball since I was last over here - although he travelled home a lot lighter, having dispatched a number of balls in to the boondocks, never to be seen again!

Braeden was sleeping when we got back, but when he did wake up, Lucy put them in the jacuzzi, and topped it up with bubble bath, which produced an eruption of bubbles that threatened to overwhelm the apartment! She even took part herself - see above!

Journey to USA

The flights to USA were good and timely and Jo and I enjoyed the extra leg room in World Traveller Plus for the long flight to SFO. Problems with the entertainment system did not really affect us as I had my Archos with me and watched that for much of the journey.

Being at the front of the plane also has the advantage that you are first in the queue at immigration and baggage claim, so we got through and checked in with United for the short hop to Reno in sufficient time to have a beer. Only problem was that the plane was, as usual, overbooked, but we were first in line and there's always somebody willing to sacrifice the flight for a free trip to Hawaii or wherever.

We arrived at Reno before Scott and Lucy but we eventually met them and drove down to Genoa, stopping to pick up some groceries for supper and breakfast.

The accommodation is good and the resort is very nice, but Jo and I were ready to hit the sack as soon as the boys headed off for a swim.

Slaley Hall and Cornwall to USA

Jo and I left Banchory early on Saturday morning and drove down to Edinburgh airport. We decided to take the route via Stirling to bypass any potential traffic problems at Balado, where T in the Park was on, or on the bridge, where there are weekend roadworks. We made it in good time and I stopped off to have coffee with Jo before heading south to Slaley.

I had borrowed the Tom-Tom sat nav unit from the office and it was very helpful until I got to Slaley, where it insisted on directing me to the back of the complex and I had to figure out where the entrance to the huge estate was.

Anyway, all 12 of us made it and we had a super weekend at a great facility playing 2 lovely courses, albeit very wet underfoot after the recent downpours they had had. It was pleasant enough to play in shorts all 3 rounds.

On Monday, I had to dash off promptly after golf, grabbing a bun to eat in the car, to try to get back to Edinburgh airport to meet Jo coming back from Newquay. I was a little late, but Jo was engrossed in her book anyway and we decided to eat at the airport before heading home.

The rest of a short week was fairly routine, apart from both of us having trips to the dentist, and Friday arrived before we knew it. We were up just after 4, despite Jo only getting to bed at 1, and Ross drove us to the airport.

Late June/early July

Been hectic again - Monday 24th June was a dash up to Fraserburgh in the morning, back to Aberdeen office in the afternoon and the evening was our annual trip to Balmoral, which tends to be a late and boozy night.

Work on Tuesday was followed by an evening meeting with Banchory and District Initiative and members of the King George V development committee - very interesting - possible location for new squash courts.

Thursday was our company's annual golf outing at Cruden Bay, but I got a phone call late on Wednesday night from Barry, telling me Dad had been released from hospital earlier than expected and he wasn't sure if he could cope at home or whether there was sufficient care support for him, so I decided to ditch the golf and head down to see how things were. Had lunch at Dawn's then over to see Dad, with Barry and Helen coming along later. All seemed to be OK and we decided we would at least give him a week to see how he could cope.

Another meeting with BDI/Bandswim on Friday then off to London on Saturday with Dave Williamson. We had a few beers before the concert at Hammersmith Apollo by Lou Reed. We were flanked by outrageous gay men who wouldn't give us peace to watch and listen at the start. A couple more beers and kebab then off to bed.

Sunday after breakfast it was off to Lord's for the one day international against the West Indies - that's me with the steel band behind me above. We were lucky and saw a full day's cricket before heading off for some beer and supper, then off to our hotel at Luton airport for the redeye back to Aberdeen on Monday morning.

Today (Friday) was supposed to be the day that the surveyor came along to do the exact measurements for the new driveway, but he had to cancel due to illness, so it's going to be tight to get this done before we go to USA next Friday - particularly as we are both away this weekend - me to Slaley Hall for golf, and Jo to Cornwall to see Kelly and Craig.

Sunday 24th June

Bit of a dreich day today and I decided to skip golf as it was a bit damp. Anyway, it's maybe not a bad idea to have an easy day at home as I won't be spending another full weekend at home for 7 weeks! I'm away to London next week to see Lou Reed on Saturday night, followed by Lord's on Sunday for the ODI against the W.Indies. The following weekend, I'm at Slaley Hall for golf, and Jo's on her way to Cornwall to visit Kelly and Craig. After that, we're off to USA to see Scott, Lucy and the boys.

The above photo was taken from our back room window this morning and shows all the trees that we had chopped down recently (by our former neighbour Brett Nicol) - we decided to leave only the silver birches. After orderning our new driveway yesterday, we've decided to get Brett back to take down the so-called dwarf fir in our front rockery, that has now grown to about 15 feet tall!

Midsummer

I got my wish from my last blog - the sun shone gloriously on Thursday and we had a wonderful evening golfing in shorts in our weekly Quaich competition. Being the longest day, we sat in the bar until late, admiring the how light it was - and thinking to ourselves, it's all downhill from here!

On Friday, I was in to the office early but managed to complete all my meetings and was able to head off to Blairgowrie to join the rest of the guys who had played the Wee course there in the morning. There was warm sunshine and we donned shorts for the afternoon round at Rosemount. The forecast was for isolated heavy thunderstorms and lightning, and so it proved. From about the 5th hole, we could see a storm approaching and we began to hear distant thunder, then eventually forked lightning lit the sky. For the first time ever in Scotland, we heard the sign of the klaxon suspending play and they came out in buggies to ensure we left the course. We had got as far as the 7th hole, which, sod's law, was about as far as we could get from the clubhouse. We trudged towards it and then the heavens opened and there were several crashes of thunder and lightning strikes which seemed to be within yards of where we were.

Thankfully, we all made it safely back to the clubhouse and after showering and supping some very fine Young's, we decided to head back up the road to Banchory for a meal in the clubhouse. The roads around Blairgowrie were treacherous with standing water but, within a few miles, it was completely dry and there was no sign of rain anywhere in the North East - bizarre!

Jo was out at Tricia's next door - viewing her holiday photos! - so I toddled off to bed alone.

Saturday morning was dry and I managed a game at Banchory, but it started to rain in the afternoon. We had our appointment with the man from Everest and we signed up for a new driveway, which will also cover the existing bit of grass out front - but not the rockery. They will also re-harl the wall between us and Trisha and place new coping stones on top. We hope to combine this with the work to re-tile our porch and vestibule.

Mid-June

Nothing much to write about - just golf, golf, golf at this time of year! It was our Seniors championship on Weds, Fri and Mon - qualified OK, but no prizes.

We're still trying to find a builder to come in and prepare our porch for the new tiles - the old ones need removed and the area needs to be prepared for the tile fixer, but can you find a builder in Deeside nowadays? - they're all too busy and small jobs like this are at the bottom of the queue.

We've started looking at the driveway as well - Everest are now in to this market and the chap is coming back this Saturday with some ideas and samples.

Of course, we had Luca overnight again last Saturday - he was as good as gold again.

Got a phone call from Barry on Monday night telling me Dad had been taken in to hospital with a suspected bowel blockage. He hadn't shown up at his day centre and they had sent somebody round to check him and the ambulance was called. I got up at the crack of dawn on Tuesday and went down to the Western Infirmary, Glasgow to see how he was. It transpired that it was largely caused by dehydration - they X-rayed him and found that he was highly "compacted", so laxatives were prescribed and this eventually, with the aid of a glucose drip, resolved the matter. He'll stay in for a day or so whilst they re-assess his needs for care, but he seems to be OK, although more confused than ever.

I went over to see Dawn after the hospital - they're still doing things in the new house - the decking is laid at the back and a new sideboard had just arrived for the hall. We swapped stories about our kids over bacon butties and pineapple cakes!

Jo is going to one of her work-mates leaving do's tonight (Weds 20th) - ironically, this is almost the first night I haven't been golfing for the last couple of weeks!

Midsummer today/tomorrow, but the weather is far from seasonal - hope it improves soon.

Week ending 9th June

I had an exciting evening on E-Bay on Sunday. Dave Williamson and I are going down to London on 30th June/1st July - we're going to see Lou Reed at Hammersmith Apollo on the Saturday but the original purpose was to go to Lord's on the Sunday to see the One Day international against the West Indies. We had successfully bid for tickets at the Squash Club's Silent Auction last year but Robert Strang-Steel, who is a member of the MCC and had donated the tickets, missed the cut-off date for member's applications for tickets - and the match was now a sell-out.

We found 2 tickets on E-Bay but Dave, who does this thing a lot, was travelling to Cairo when the deadline was due to expire, so it was over to me. I was under instructions to leave it until the last few seconds and then outbid the previous highest bid - which I managed to do successfully - pretty tense and exciting stuff!

I had a match at Torphins on Tuesday, which I won, and the Quaich was switched to Thursday this week - played pretty well again and I followed this up on Friday afternoon when we had a "board meeting" at Royal Aberdeen - the two Clarks (handicaps one and two) plus Kevin Milne of Aberdeen Asset Management. It was a glorious afternoon and Francis and I beat Michael and Kevin, with both Francis and I having birdie 3's at the last - great way to finish.

Friday night was down at the Douglas and when I came home, Jo was sitting on the balcony talking to Lucy on the phone. I took over eventually - and got chastised again for not updating my blog - hence this flurry of activity on Saturday morning before I head off to golf - looks promising again and I think I'll don the shorts once more.

Week ending 2nd June

Fairly routine week although we did go to the theatre on Thursday night to see the new musical based on the Proclaimers songs - Sunshine on Leith. It was OK, although the storyline was contrived to say the least - you just knew the last two songs had to be Letter from America and 500 Miles and it was all too obvious the way the story twisted to accommodate them. Still the music was enjoyable enough and we had a nice supper and some beers at the Globe beforehand.

On Friday afternoon it was our football group's annual golf outing and we went to Craibstone on a beautiful afternoon. I managed to successfully defend the trophy I won last year at Peterculter. The photo shows Gary presenting me with the shield - note the "green" jacket which the winner has to wear each year.

After the golf we went back to Scott Skinner's for a charity Music Quiz, which was good fun.

On Saturday, Gary and Carole were going to Crieff Hydro for the night and so we were babysitting Luca overnight for the first time. He was as good as gold - and I was very careful not to sneeze in his presence this time, as I had blotted my copybook with him the last time he was over - scaring him when I let out an enormous sneeze. Jo put his cot up in our room because, naturally, she was concerned she wouldn't hear him if he awoke. She needn't have worried - although next time perhaps we'll put him in another room - I would hear him anyway - he talks in his sleep and it means you're always on the surface and never sleeping deeply.

Week ending 26th May

Monday 21st May - had our meeting with Mike Rumbles, MSP and he was very supportive and promised to contact Aberdeenshire Council to find out what was happening with the long-awaited Hill of Banchory development - and how much planning gain there had been.

We played squash at Crathes that evening and it wasn't at all bad and it offers us somewhere to play - at least in the short term.

The rest of the week was spent planning the Sponsored tournament at Banchory on the Saturday, including erecting the gazebo on Friday night. The day itself went very well - the weather was kind as you can see from the photo above, taken very early on Saturday. Jo and I were joined by Colin and Johanne for an evening meal at the club after the prize-giving and we were all entertained by "Sammy the Shammy"!

Sunday May 20th

Kelly's 28th birthday today and managed to speak to her on the phone tonight - she sounds good - but it looks like the next time we'll be able to go down for the weekend is September, although she hopes to be back up before then. Craig is adapting well to his role as my beer sampler and I look forward to tasting the fruits of his research.

I played the first round of the club championship at Torphins today. I've got a new Cleveland driver on loan from Michael Clark and I'm hitting it pretty well, so I think I'll buy it. Michael says you always hit them well until you actually buy them! Hope he's wrong!

Dashed straight from the golf to Pittodrie to see AFC v Rangers. Aberdeen had to win to be sure of a place in Europe next season and they did the business, winning 2-0. Great afternoon! I met Gary beforehand and he showed me his new car - see above.

Got home and pleased to see Ross working on his brown Saab again - wonder if it's ever going to be finished though?