Tuesday, October 14, 2008

WOW, THE WAVE

After freezing in 26 degree weather, we abandoned the tent for the night and stayed in a motel in Kanab. We got up early to drive the 40 miles to the trailhead for our hike to The Wave. We have been looking forward to this hike for months after being successful in obtaining a permit for 2 hikers out of the 10 given each day on the internet. An additional 10 are given out the day before the hike at the ranger station. These permits are extremely hard to come by and we were very lucky to get ours.

We started the 3 mile hike to The Wave at 9 AM and passed a couple of others on the way. Most of the trail is not marked and permit holders are given a map and directions. After 1-1/2 hours we were the first ones to arrive. Upon casting our eyes on this natural wonder we immediately understood why so many try to get the limited number of permits. We both agreed that this was the most beautiful piece of landscape we had ever seen. It is doubtful we will ever see anything like this again, unless of course we manage to get another permit. We spent the first 30 minutes or so alone in the silence, in awe of the scene. Others began arriving and we learned one group was from North Carolina, a couple from Scottsdale, and a couple from Germany.

We couldn’t stop taking pictures and between us we manage to snap just shy of 200 photos. It was hard to stop taking photos as the light changed the hews and shadows. It was also very difficult choosing which photos to post here on the blog as they all turned out pretty good. After several hours snapping pictures and exploring the surrounding area, we managed to pull ourselves away and headed back to the car.

We are now in Page, AZ at a motel (a planned stop) before heading to Canyon de Chelly tomorrow. We have already decided to try to obtain another permit for The Wave in the future. Yes, it’s that impressive.


THERE ARE NO CAPTIONS NECESSARY
















































Monday, October 13, 2008

JUST SOME PHOTOS


THE BURR TRAIL

COTTONWOOD CANYON ROAD
SWITCHBACKS ON THE BURR TRAIL

THE BURR TRAIL

BURRRRR ON THE BURR TRAIL
IT'S NOON AND THIS IS WHY
WE'RE IN A MOTEL
SUNRISE AT KODACHROME BASIN STATE PARK
AND ITS 26 DEGREES

GROSVENOR ARCH NEAR KODACHROME BASIN







Saturday, October 11, 2008

PICKING UP WHERE WE LEFT OFF

After a week in San Diego and with Cathie’s mother in the hospital, but on the road to recovery, we decided to continue the road trip with the week in the middle missing. We left home early and drove straight through to Escalante, Utah. We will spend a couple of days here before our scheduled hike to The Wave. Due to the emergency at home, we missed the White Rim Trail in Canyon Lands National Park, but we probably would have had to cancel anyway due to lots of rain. We will explore Grand Staircase-Escalante National Monument as long as the weather holds. Rain and snow are expected tonight so we opted for a motel. Hey, we like adventure but draw the line a 25 degrees! BLM web site is here: http://tinyurl.com/4x78b7

While still in Zion, one evening we decided to have dinner with a view. We drove to a view spot on the Zion Tunnel Road and with our new camping kitchen prepared a dinner of salad, Jambalaya with the appropriate wine. An enjoyable meal with the best view in Zion.






Stay Tuned............

Monday, October 06, 2008

Next stop and we’re in Moab where we’ve been many times before. With its close proximity to both Arches and Canyonlands National Parks, it is one of our favorite places in the Southwest. On our last trip here in the fall of ’06 we were caught in a severe thunderstorm when we attempted to photograph Delicate Arch at sunset. Read about it here: http://tinyurl.com/43n8ud This time the weather cooperated and we managed to get some good photographs of the arch in the late afternoon glow.

DELICATE ARCH







A POPULAR PLACE AT SUNSET

Another reason for coming to Moab is the abundance of 4-WD trails. With names like, Steel Bender, Metal Masher, Cliff Hanger and Hell’s Revenge you immediately get the idea that some of these trails just might be a tad bit difficult and evidenced in this video: http://tinyurl.com/4j579d We opted to try out some of the more tame ones given our desire to drive home in the same car we arrived in. One of those roads took us to Gemini Bridges, set of natural stone bridges, while another took us into the La Sal Mountains for some striking fall color.


PUCKER PASS





THAT'S CATHIE OUT THERE

IN THE LA SAL MOUNTIANS

We managed to get in a great hike in the Needles District of Canyonlands National Park, south of Moab. We hiked to an area called Chesler Park, a 6 mile round trip hike with some really striking scenery. It rained on us some during this hike, and the forecast was calling for rain over the next several days.

CHESLER PARK

CHESLER PARK

When we arrived back in Moab and the cell phone started working, we were notified that Cathie’s mother was in the hospital in San Diego. After several phone calls we learned that she was in the ICU at Kaiser Hospital and we decided to head for home. The next morning we hit the road at 5:30 AM arriving in San Diego about 8 PM. Although it was touch and go, Cathie’s Mom now appears to be out of the woods.

Not ones to let a little emergency put a total kibosh on things, we intend on returning to Utah once everything is OK on the home front.

Wednesday, October 01, 2008

PER YOUR REQUEST

I've had several request for photos of the scabs, so here you go. The ones on the hands don't show well. Don't I look happy?


Monday, September 29, 2008

WE MADE IT THIS TIME

After the attempt to reach The Subway, there was some doubt in my mind if Cathie would be all right to attempt the next hike we had planned. We have wanted to hike to Observation Point in Zion for several years after having failed to complete the hike on a previous visit. Starting in Zion Canyon, the trail zigzags its way to a point overlooking most of Zion. It is an 8 mile round trip hike with an elevation gain of 2148 feet! After a day of recovery from the Subway attempt, Cathie skipped the medication that made her dizzy and gave the go ahead. http://tinyurl.com/4emmzp

We set the alarm for an early start and were hiking by 7AM. You must take the Zion Shuttle to the trailhead. The shuttle system in the park works really well with busses running every 7 to 8 minutes beginning at 6:45 in the morning until 10:00 PM. http://tinyurl.com/4wcn6s The trail to Observation Point is maintained with no boulder hopping involved. What is involved is a steep climb for almost the entire 4 miles. There are beautiful views on the way up, which were especially nice with the rising sun shinning on the mountain tops and cliff faces.

After climbing 2-1/2 hours, we were rewarded with the best view in Zion. Luckily Cathie made it without experiencing any of the problems she had a couple of days ago. She climbed the entire 2148 vertical feet, while I made the extra effort and climbed 2149 vertical feet, climbing the last foot twice. We were the second couple on the top on this particular day and shortly after we arrived, the other folks started back down. We were left in the solitude with a never ending view for 30 peaceful minutes before other hikers started to arrive. We decided to head back down as it was getting too crowded at the top.

Going down the steep trail presents its own problems with sore toes and knees. Almost to the bottom, I discovered another problem. It was my own feet getting in the way. Cathie said my body actually skipped down the trail as I did a header, landing on my face, stopping the downhill slide with my knees. Imagine the surprise of the startled German tourist as I came to a stop in a heap at his feet. My first thought was that I broke my glasses. I wasn’t worried about broken bones as they are covered by insurance, but the glasses…..

There are several good things about my fall, as I try to find something positive in just about everything. The bloody areas on my forehead, nose, arm and knees were a point of conversation for everyone on the shuttle back to the visitor center. Not wanting to admit that I tripped over my own feet, I started making up stories of heroics on my part, like how I saved a small child from certain death who was falling over the edge. It was also a humbling experience for me, as it is usually Cathie who does the falling down.

After four nights in the tent, we are now the guests of Susan and Mike at the Rockville Rose B&B. The B&B is a short distance from Zion’s entrance and we would highly recommend this establishment for its comfort, great breakfast and engaging hosts. We’re here for two nights before heading to Moab. http://www.rockvillerose.com/


ENTROUTE TO THE TOP TROUGH ECHO CANYON





AT THE TOP LOOKING DOWN


AT THE TOP (BEFORE THE FALL)


ROCKVILLE ROSE BED AND BREAKFAST








Sunday, September 28, 2008

THE ADVENTURE CONTINUES

After an early start, we arrived in Zion mid afternoon and the first thing we did was to go to the back country permit desk at the visitor center to seek a permit for the Subway. Our luck continued to hold as there were permits available for the next day. Check out the link here to learn just what the Subway is. http://tinyurl.com/The-Subway After setting up camp at the Watchman Campground inside the park, we fixed a great dinner of Halibut using our new camp kitchen. It is going to take some getting use to camping this way, with the hardest part, just remembering where you put something.

We’re up before dawn so we can get to the trailhead as it gets light. We’re hiking before sunrise thus avoiding some of the heat. It’s been in the low 90’s by early afternoon. The first ½ mile is easy through pinion pine, then it’s downhill into a deep canyon for the next ½ mile. It’s really steep with part of the trail on the edge of a cliff. We realized right away that the worst part of the hike will be the return up this potion of the trail in the afternoon heat. Once in the bottom of the canyon, it’s just a matter of following the stream up canyon until you reach the Subway. The going is not too strenuous, but there’s a lot of crossing and re-crossing the stream and boulder hopping. Total distance to and from the Subway, 9.5 miles, a piece of cake, right?

After about 3 hours, Cathie started having some difficulty due to a bad head and chest cold. She complained of difficulty catching her breath and of being dizzy. She was taking some medication with a side effect of dizziness. We figured we had another hour of walking before reaching the Subway, and Cathie didn’t know if she could make it. We decided to wait for a guided group of hikers who were behind us. When they arrived, the guide told us our estimate of another hour was pretty close to being correct. We decided due to Cathie’s condition it was probably best to turn around, knowing we had at a minimum a 3 hour hike to return to the trailhead.

As we walked down canyon, Cathie continued to get worse. We were stopping frequently for her to rest, dreading the steep climb out of the canyon. As we reached the bottom of the climb, Cathie told me she didn’t think she could make it. I told her we would take all the time she needed, but staying at the bottom of the canyon was not an option. We started up, walking very slowly, stopping to rest about every 20 to 30 yards or so. Cathie was really having difficulty and told me on several occasions that she thought she was going to pass out. She described everything turning white, with her head spinning. We would stop when ever we found a shady spot with shade being at a premium on this the sunny side of the canyon wall.

After 1-1/2 hours to climb the ½ mile up the side of the canyon, we finally made it back to the car. Cathie told me later that she was really scared and at times thought she would never get out of that canyon. As for me, I was also scared about the possibility of having to leave her under a tree and going for help. There was no cell phone coverage in the canyon or at the trailhead, so she would have been alone for a long time.

Oh well, we didn’t make it, but it’s another adventure and a story to tell. I will return and complete the hike in the future. Any takers?

SOME ZION RESIDENTS







Sunday, September 21, 2008

OFF ON A ROAD TRIP

Not wanting to let any grass grow under our feet, we’re off once again, only this time it will be without the RV. We are actually going tent camping for a month, with B&B’s and motels interspaced at timely intervals. This time it will be in Southern Utah, New Mexico and Arizona, many places we’ve been before and some new ones too. We were able to obtain a permit for a hike to The Wave near Kanab. We were unsuccessful in attempts a couple of year’s ago (read about it here: http://tinyurl.com/43n8ud ) but we were able to obtain a permit on-line by entering a monthly lottery. Out of about 800 people each month trying to get a permit, 10 people are given permits for each day, so we lucked out. You can read about The Wave here: http://tinyurl.com/the-wave

Since we were heading to Utah to see The Wave, we figured we might as well make a real trip of it. So here’s our itinerary, which, as is our custom, could change on a whim:

First up is Zion, for about 6 days, then its east to Moab. In Moab we managed to obtain a permit for the White Rim Trail, a 100 mile 4 WD trail in Canyonlands National Park. Next Grandstaircase Escalante National Monument before hike to The Wave. After The Wave, its’ south to Canyon de Chelly in Northeastern Arizona, and Chaco Canyon across the border in New Mexico. Next its' on to Albuquerque to visit friends for a couple of days before heading back west for a one night stop at the Grand Canyon. Finally a couple of nights at a B&B in Prescott, before heading home.

Since the RV is staying at home this trip, we needed a new camp kitchen. I had lots of fun, designing and building the one shown here. Fits nicely in the back of the 4-runner and holds all the essentials.

To be continued……





Sunday, August 10, 2008

FISHING TRIP OF A LIFETIME, NORTH TO ALASKA



SITKA LIGHTHOUSE


About a year ago, a friend of mine, Gary, called and asked if I was interested in getting together a fishing trip. He suggested perhaps somewhere in Canada because he had a friend who had returned from there with lots of fish. He called me because I am the resident trip planner. Actually he wanted someone else to do all the leg work and since I was going to be that person, it allowed me to pick the place I wanted to go. After considerable research, mostly on the Internet, I settled on Frontier Charters in Sitka, Alaska. The prices were cheaper than Canada and you didn’t have to mess with going though customs. The trip chosen entailed two travel days and four full days of fishing.

Frontier Charters is a full service outfit. The trip included, meals, lodging, fishing license, fish processing and packaging for the trip home. We lucked out with the airfare, purchasing it last October we saved about $300 per ticket over the current prices. Although I offered to include others in the trip, we ended up with just three of us. Friend Gary, son Eric and myself.

We arrived in Sitka in the early afternoon and were met at the airport by Justin who got us checked in to our hotel for the 1st night. Subsequent nights would be at the lodge. With the afternoon free, we explored Sitka along with the numerous cruise ship passengers who crowd the small town each day. For dinner, Justin arrived and took us to the lodge for the first of many fine meals prepared by “D” the lodge chef.

The next morning at 5:50 am, the lodge van picked us up and took us to the docks. There we were assigned our boat, the Arctic Diver and met Captain Dan who would be our guide for the next four days of fishing. Also on board was Mike who made our fourth fisherman. Although the boat can accommodate six fishermen, Frontier Charters only assigns four fishermen to each of their boats. Captain Dan explained the ground rules and we got under way.

We headed out of Sitka Harbor into open water. Sitka is situated on the west coast of Alaska and not on the Inland Passage. Consequently the water can get rough, but we were pretty lucky as most of the time we experienced calm seas. Only one day was I glad I got a prescription for seasick patches with seas running around four feet. Most days it would take 45 to 60 minutes to get to the fishing grounds, with Captain Dan using the GPS to locate his favorite spots. When fishing for Salmon, we used the mooching technique. Dan, using his fish finder, would tell us how deep the fish were and we would drop the bait down though the fish and back up again. Salmon fishing was just so-so, with only seven Silvers caught in four days.

When we fished for Halibut, we fished off the bottom with a huge hook baited with various fish parts. The leader on this set up was a ¼ inch nylon rope. We fished in water anywhere from 150 to 350 feet deep. 350 feet is a long way to drag up a big fish. It’s actually a long way to drag up any size fish, as we soon learned. Patience is the key in catching Halibut. It was really hard not to grab the pole and the first sign of a bite. As Captain Dan would tell us on numerous occasions, “wait, wait, not yet, wait” and when the fish pulled hard, “reel, reel, REEL, REEL, REEL”. Sometimes the fish was not hooked, but when it was you pulled hard and for what seemed like forever, until finally when you thought you couldn’t last any longer, the fish was finally on the surface.

Some of the fish we struggled to bring up were not what we were looking for. Ling Cod was one of those. When the first Ling Cod was brought up, by Mike, who by the way brought up lots and became known as "Ling Cod Mike", we all looked at the fish and exclaimed, “Wow, that’s a big fish!” Unfortunately they are not in season and had to be released. When they are in season they have to be between 30 and 35 inches. So when the next on was brought up, “Oh, it’s another big Ling Cod!” And so it went, “another @#%*&^& Cod” and more “*#^&%$ Cod, and more and more. Throw in the same number of sharks and you begin to get tired.

Every so often the right kind of fish decided to grace us with their presences and we managed to get our fair share of Halibut. Eric caught the biggest, weighing in at 63 pounds. I hauled one up weighing around 52 pounds. Altogether the count was 12 between the four of us. Throw in 4 Yellow Eye, a kind of Red Snapper, and 60, yes 60, Black Bombers, better known as Black Sea Bass, and it adds up to a lot of fish.

The Black Bombers were really fun to catch, and easy. Using an artificial lure, Captain Dan told us to see if we could drop it to the bottom. We never made it. A fish was on every time, with the lure never reaching bottom. One day the four of us caught our limit of 5 fish each or 20 fish in 20 minutes.

The most exciting catch I got was a King Salmon. This fish really puts up a fight, taking line time and time again. Dan estimated it weighed around 30 pounds. Too small to keep, it had to be released. Can you believe it, 30 pounds is too small!

The lodge was really nice with staff to match. The food was great, with Chef “D” preparing some really fantastic creations like shrimp wrapped in prosciutto. Each fisherman prepared their own sack lunch with ingredients that included thanks to Chef "D", fresh baked homemade bread and cookies. The boats, 27 foot Seasports, came equipped with the latest GPS plotters, color depth sounders and radar and quality fishing gear. On top of all that the folks at the lodge vacuum pack and flash freeze the catch before packing it in insulated boxes for the flight home.

Special recognition goes to Captain Dan who displayed an enormous amount of patience in schooling us flatlanders. He did everything from finding the fish, baiting the hooks, bringing the catch on board, cleaning and filleting too many fish to count, not to mention reminding us to, “REEL, REEL, REEL, REEL”.

We all had a great time, bringing home a little over 200 pounds of fish between the three of us. Would we do it again? Gary says he can cross off Alaska fishing from his bucket list, but adds he wouldn’t trade the experience for anything. Eric wants to go back, but would like to include some freshwater fishing. As for me, when do we leave?

ALASKA FISHING PHOTOS PART I


SITKA HARBOR

MAKING LUNCH



CHEF "D"


FRONTIER CHARTERS LODGE




ALASKA FISHING PHOTOS PART II

THE CAPTAIN


THE CREW, ERIC, DANA, MIKE, & GARY
THE BOAT
DINNER!
ERIC WITH THE BIGGEST FISH (63 LBS)
"SMALL" KING SALMON
MIKE, DANA, GARY & ERIC
GARY, CAPTAIN DAN AND %&$*@!%^ COD








Sunday, July 20, 2008

KYLE - 16 GRAMPA - 2

A couple of months ago, son Gary asked if we wanted to go camping in the Eastern Sierras with him and his family. He was planning a trip in July to Robinson Creek just outside of Bridgeport, a spot our family has been going to for years. In fact when I was a small boy, it was at Robinson Creek where I learned to fish and where, as luck would have it, that I caught my first fish. As our children grew, they all in turned learned to fish and caught their first fish in Robinson Creek. Now Gary wanted to take his son Kyle to the same creek to continue the tradition.

It’s about 450 miles from our home to Robinson Creek, so after arraigning for appropriate financing to pay for the gas, we headed out after the 4th of July weekend. After an overnight stop in Bishop, we arrived in the late morning and set up camp at Crags Campground, one of 5 forest service campgrounds on Robinson Creek. Our camp was about 100 yards from the creek and a short distance from Lower Twin Lake, another great fishing spot. Both Robinson Creek and the Twin Lakes, receive a weekly plant of trout, ensuring that at least most people will catch something. Actually both Upper and Lower Twin Lakes produce some trophy trout, but most of the catch in the lakes and the creek is what I consider as “pan sized”.

Gary took Kyle to both the creek and the lower lake for his for his introduction to the thrill of landing a fish. Actually both Gary and Kyle released most of the fish they caught, keeping only enough for dinner. I learned from Kyle that if you don’t catch a fish, then you’re a farmer. I was lucky enough to rise to the level of fisherman and avoid the farmer label, but as evidenced by the title of this blog entry, I was a lot closer to being a farmer than Kyle.

A GREAT RECIPIE FOR TROUT

Make a rub out of curry, Old Bay Seasoning, Montréal Steak Seasoning, salt and pepper.
(Put other kinds of seasonings in the rub according to your taste)
Lightly coat the fish inside and out with olive oil
Coat both inside and outside with the rub.
Place fish in tin foul lightly coated with olive oil.
Place sliced garlic cloves, sliced onions and sliced lemons both inside the fish cavity and on top of the fish.
Rap the fish in foil and cook over Barbeque or fire for about 15 minutes (depending on size of fish) turning once.

Turns out Kyle loved the fish but his father wouldn’t eat any. What a farmer!
NOT A FARMER

THREE GENERATIONS

SOME MORE PHOTOS OF THE EASTERN SIERRAS

AN EARLY RV

A VISITOR TO CAMP




ROADSIDE FLOWERS


BODIE GHOST TOWN











Monday, June 09, 2008

A DIFFERENT KIND OF JOURNEY

For those of you that know me know that I’ve been overweight for years. That’s putting it nicely, actually I’ve been fat since the early 70’s. Medically speaking I was obese. I carried my weight well so most people really never knew how much I actually weighed. I used to try to fool myself by saying it was “fighting weight”, but over the years, my weight continued to rise until in this past January I weighed 308 lbs. Yes, that’s right, it’s not a typo. How many of you could have guessed that?

Actually 9 months earlier, after a physical, I decided to finally get serious about getting rid of all those extra pounds. A couple of things pushed me to finally get serious and do something. One was a photograph of me taken on a flight to Maui. I looked terrible with a big fat face and neck. The second incident was another airplane ride a week after returning from Maui. I was flying to New Mexico and in order to get the seatbelt buckled, I had to suck in my gut. I was not about to suffer the embarrassment and ask for an extension.

I was lucky that up to that point, I was still relatively healthy. No high blood pressure or Diabetes. I was also pretty active until I injured my shoulder in 2006, then I put on more pounds. With corrective surgery in May of 2007 I figured now was the time to make my move. Those two airplane rides did it for me.

My health insurance carrier is Kaiser Permanente and my doctor told me about a weight loss program they had at their “Positive Choice Wellness Center” in San Diego. It’s a liquid diet involving “Opitfast” protein shakes. They don’t just give you the shakes and send you on your way, but you’re required to attending a weekly meeting (read group therapy), weigh in each week and take a blood test every two weeks. The program which is medically supervised lasts 20 weeks or longer, depending on how much weight one needs to loose. You initially meet with a nurse for body weight and measurements, and decide on a weight loss goal. They are pretty realistic and the goal is arrived at taking into consideration your weight, health and age. For me the goal was 200 pounds, a loss of 108 pounds! A pretty daunting figure, but if I wanted to live long enough so my children had to change my diapers, it was now or never.

I actually tried to start the program in July of 2007, but because of our upcoming trip to New England in the fall, they wouldn’t let me. They said I had to commit to at least 6 months, so the start of the program had to wait until January.

By the time January rolled around, and having gained more while in New England, I was really motivated to get started. The first meeting of the program was really just a get to know the other participants meeting. That’s the day I weighed in at 308 lbs. On the occasion of the second meeting, you get what’s going to be your “food” for sometime to come. You get five protein shakes and two instant chicken soups (broth) for each day for a total of 510 calories a day. NO FOOD. You go cold turkey. No turkey either, just liquid. Oh, you do get to drink at least 3 to 5 quarts of water a day! I don’t know about most of you, but for me that’s a whole lot of water. In fact as it turned out that was the hardest part for me. I got a lot of exercise in during the night with about 5 visits to the bathroom each night.

The shakes come in three flavors, orange, vanilla and chocolate, so the first morning I figured I would go with orange, you know, breakfast drink. It was pretty disgusting and I had to gag it down. Luckily you are allowed to enhance the flavor of the shake with sugar free syrups, so right after that first “breakfast”, I headed to the local Smart and Final and bought several flavors of Torani Syrups. By adding an ounce of syrup to the shake it not only made them palatable but very tasty.

The first two days on the diet I had a headache, but believe it or not, I wasn’t really hungry. In fact I was never hungry during the entire program. The shakes are really quite satisfying and by using different flavored syrups I had enough variety to make it interesting.

After a week on the supplement, the true test came when I weighed in. 12 pounds lost the 1st week. Wow, this stuff really works. But would I keep with it and would it keep working? The second weigh in, 6 pounds, the third 7 more pounds. With these kinds of results, it was easy to keep motivated. One of the things we did in our group was to sign in each week with our weight loss for the week. Everyone in the group agreed that this exercise helped to keep you honest. Speaking of exercise, it was walking for me. At first I experienced some weakness and got out of breath walking up hills, but within about 4 weeks I was walking 4.5 miles a day, hills included, 6 to 7 days a week. I later modified this to four days a week walking to riding my bike for 1 hour twice a week.

With the addition of exercise, the weight continued to come off until after 24 weeks I had lost 105 pounds, within 3 pounds of my goal. When I was within 10 pounds of my goal, I was able to start a transition back to solid food. 3 ounces of lean meat for the 1st week, and then gradually adding, salads, vegetables, fruit and the rest of the food groups, while cutting back on the shakes.

Now that I’m within 3 pounds of my goal of 200 pounds the next phase of the program begins. The maintenance component lasts 10 additional weeks and is probably more important than the actual diet. During this time participants are taught how to read food labels, what food to buy, how to cook it, and maintaining a healthy diet and lifestyle.

The difficulties I experienced during the diet phase were insignificant in relation to the results. Some of the minor problems were, bad breath, go figure, you don’t eat anything and you get bad breath, constipation, again, no food but you’re constipated, and being really cold. I was so cold at times that when in the car, I would turn the heater on full blast even though it was in the 70’s outside. Being around food and others while they were eating really didn’t bother me. In fact I even cooked dinner on several occasions for family and friends. But the aroma of food, oh those smells. You know, garlic, Mexican, barbeque, that was the most difficult part.

Some good things about the diet were that you didn’t have to decide what to eat each day and food preparation was a breeze. Also there are no dishes to wash. One of the fun things was running into people I hadn’t seen since I started the diet. Many times they didn’t know who I was.

Now the most important part and perhaps the most difficult. Keeping the weight off. I’m determined to do just that.
Here's a link to the Kaiser's Positive Choice Wellness Center with more information about the weight loss program.

http://www.positivechoice.org/


BEFORE AND AFTER


On the left on the way
to Maui.
The one on the right was
taken today.