Gardening

I've been taking advantage of the great weather here in Santa Barbara by planting a bit of a garden in our back yard. So far I have several varieties of tomatoes, some hot peppers, three types of peas, carrots, radishes, cucumbers, and lettuce. Here's my pea fence, and some carrots. The radishes are already done--I'm currently eating a slaw made up of the rest of the daikon radishes. Delicious!



I installed a drip irrigation system to make watering easier. It's attached to the house hose spigot, and there are a bunch of different ways to get water to the plants. The black hoses in the previous picture are "drip tape"--lightweight hose with drip emitters every foot or so. Those are great for long rows of plants, but I've found it easier to use individual drippers per plant, especially in my tomato beds:



If you look closely to the right of the photo, you can see the stream of water coming off of the drip emitter. I think my water pressure is a bit too high for this system, though--it should be dripping, not streaming.

I've also experimented with mini-sprinklers. These seem good for watering a larger area, but not so great for targeting individual plants:



There's a main 1/2" line that I have running from the hose bib, out to the back beds, and up to the roses in the front yard. Off of that main line, I tap in and connect a 1/4" microtube along the way. Off of the 1/4" line I can connect drippers or sprinklers. The drip tape, though, connects right to the 1/2" line. It's cheap and easy to set up, and super convenient! My trouble has been getting the pressure right along the entire line.

Our yard has a bunch of established fruit trees, too. Loquat, grape, peach, pineapple guava, fig, and lemon.











We also have a bunch of very fragrant jasmine in the back:

Adventures

Liza's sister Whitney came to visit us this week. We wanted to show her a good time in Santa Barbara, so we kept busy. We started by hiking up to Montecito Peak, one of the most prominent peaks in the area. It's a 7 mile hike up to a peak of 2400 feet, with about a 2000 elevation gain from where we started. We started at the bottom of the Cold Spring Ridge trail:



We didn't quite bring enough water up to the top; it was HOT. The trail has a lot of exposure, and we started a little bit after noon. Luckily the East Fork of the Cold Spring trail had a lot of cover on the way down, and we drank from the very clean creek. Refreshing! Rufus did great. He's a trooper and he's going to be the best hiking dog ever. He doesn't like it when any of his party gets separated--he constantly runs back and forth making sure we're nearby. Must be his herding instincts. We signed the logbook at the top, and enjoyed the great views:





On Friday, we went surfing. We bought a few hours of lessons from the Santa Barbara Adventure Company. We started out in Carpinteria right off of Santa Claus Lane, but we moved down further south to Faria Beach where, apparently, the surf was better for beginners. I still got dunked a couple of times. The water really grabs the surfboard with a huge amount of force. We were already sore and tired from our hike the day before, so it was a real workout! None of us managed to stand up on the boards, but we managed to get up on our hands and knees and rode a couple of waves in. Definitely something to try again.



On Saturday we went up to Solvang and tasted some wine. Much more relaxing!

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Preparing for the puppy...

This is familiar...

Two months and 9 days after a previous post, we've moved again. We loaded up our PODS storage unit and had it picked up yesterday, then we packed the car to the gills and headed south through the crazy rainstorms. We did pick a place out to rent. It's a small house in West Side Santa Barbara.



It has a big back yard with a bunch of fruit trees: loquat (whatever that is!), guava, lemon, fig, and peach. It also has some pre-built raised beds that we're planning to load up with tomatoes, peppers, and cucumbers, and who knows what else! There's a very large unfinished garage on the property. It's not suitable to park a car inside, but it will be great for storage and perhaps a photography studio.



The house is small but the owners did a lot of work to make it space-efficient:



The home was built in the 1930s and it has a lot of original character left, including a pop-out writing desk on the mantle for all the times you want to sit down and write a letter. Hah.

Work is going well. I'm traveling to Tucson next week to deliver a training session, and I already have another trip lined up for next month.

What's Next?

I'm starting a new job this week! I have taken a sales engineering position at Eucalyptus Systems, a small startup in Santa Barbara, California. I had been at rPath for nearly 6 years, and it was time for me to move on with my career. I wish the best of luck to everyone I worked with there. rPath is a fantastic company and has amazing technology, and they are going to continue to do great things. I was incredibly privileged to be able to work with the greak people there.

Along with the new job comes a relocation to Santa Barbara. My faithful readers might remember that Liza and I recently moved from San Francisco to San Jose, and yes, we are moving again. I'm heading down today (Sunday) to take a look at a few more places for rent and hopefully sign a lease. I'm starting the job on Monday, too, so I'll be there for the week. We have a portable storage unit from PODS in the drivewy that we're slowly loading up. Once we've found a place to live, we'll have them pick it up and deliver it down south.

After driving the San Jose to Santa Barbara route too many times in the last month, I decided to try Amtrak. They have a bus that goes from San Jose to San Luis Obispo, and a real train from SLO to Santa Barbara. For some weird reason, the all-train route on the Coast Starlight takes eight hours, but the combined bus+train trip only takes 6. I'm on the bus portion right now--it's full of college students returning to Cal Poly in San Luis Obispo. It's a relatively comfortable ride; no worse than an airplane; and it sure beats having to drive. Hopefully the train will be on time and I can get to my househunting appointments!

Mazatlan, Mexico

Liza and I took a trip to Mazatlan, Mexico in the middle of December. It was a great time to go--flights and hotels were pretty cheap, and the weather was absolutely perfect. We flew down on a Wednesday. Our flight left at 6AM from the SFO airport, about a half-hour drive from our house in San Jose, so we left very early. I don't even remember exactly what time it was. We hopped on the AirTrain to get to the terminal. The train took its route through the various stations up to the terminals, but at one stop, the doors didn't open. A few moments later a recorded voice said "The AirTrain system is experiencing technical difficulties. The train will be moving shortly."

After a few minutes the recording played again. Then the doors opened--and closed. The recording played again. After waiting for 15 minutes, we started to get anxious. We had a flight to catch! The doors opened again and we made a break for it and ran to our terminal on foot, checked in, and hustled through security. We ran to our gate with only a minute to spare before they would have closed the door, but instead of an empty gate, we found a huge line of people waiting at the counter. Sure enough, our flight had just been delayed an hour, and ominously, they were rebooking people on different flights. We learned that most of the flights at the airport had been grounded due to ice on the wings. Yes, even in San Francisco.

Instead of waiting in line, I called US Airways' customer support line and asked them if they could do anything. Turns out they'd already rebooked us on an Alaska Air flight to Los Angeles! Score! She said that the tickets had been booked but not issued, whatever that meant, but she could go fix it. We trotted back outside security to the other terminal across an icy construction zone (yes, even in San Francisco), found Alaska Air, and tried to get boarding passes. The counter agent told us that we were really on an American flight. We went to American and waited in the Platinum line where a horribly rude woman wasted precious time trying to make me prove that I was indeed a Platinum customer. She must really hate her job. We went through security again, and boarded.

We didn't think we'd make it, but we did! We had a short layover in Los Angeles and then flew over the border to Mazatlan. Mazatlan's airport is about 45 minutes outside of town, so we bought passes on the resort's shuttle. We stayed at the Pueblo Bonito Emerald Bay, which sits north of the city, out of the main tourist section. Here are some pictures:





Mazatlan is an interesting place. It's definitely tourist-focused. There's a lot of development and some of it seems to be unfinished. I think that the recession has slowed a lot of the building projects down. As you'd expect in a poorer country in a tourist area, there's a sharp contrast between the walled condo compounds and the "real Mexico" that supports it. Mazatlan doesn't really have the lush tropical landscape that Costa Rica does, but it is beautiful anyway. Besides tourism, agriculture is the main economy of the area.

We had a very low-key vacation this time. We didn't rent a car, like in Costa Rica, and we stayed at the Emerald Bay the whole time. We made nearly daily excursions to the city, checking out some of the shops and the massive indoor market. I wish I had taken some pictures of the market! We paid a "pulmonia" (open-air taxi) driver $30 to drive us around old town Mazatlan. He actually grew up in California. Here are some pictures from the tour:





Most of the time, we just relaxed at the pool, and when we got tired of that, switched to the beach. We picked up a small pile of used paperback books at one of the Super(markets)s in town and just relaxed. We avoided sunburn, although the risk was really high! Every day was completely cloudless and 85 degrees. Totally perfect for December.

We had planned on doing a couple of excursions: we wanted to do the Fire Opal Mine tour--a 13-hour tour that started at 5:30AM and went up into the Sierra Nevada into a working opal mine. Unfortunately, the rest of the resort was too lazy--they didn't have enough people interested, so they canceled the tour. Perhaps next time.



We had a great time. It was definitely more of a sanitized resort vacation this time, compared to Costa Rica. I think our idea vacation will land somewhere in the middle of those two extremes.