Mount Shasta overlooking Castle Lake
Jen makes the crossing—we thought it was summer“Let’s go, Rob,” we said after the youngster looked like he needed more time to recover from the previous day spent on Mount Shasta. ‘My muscles are fine; it was the lack of oxygen that got to me a little,’ he replied.
“In that case, where we’re heading there’s plenty of air as well as mountains, the ever present view of the ‘White Lady’, Mount Lassen in the distance, Black Butte, Castle Crags, Mount Eddy, and lakes—it’s all there. Is that enough?” Who could not fail to be impressed with such an array of features?
Symmetry at Shasta from the cliffs above Castle Lake 
At least one is smiling We are proud of Robbie in many ways. However, what stands out is the investment in a college education. We were skeptical about college at first after observing activities on some of the campuses. This has been laid to rest; Rob impresses us with his dexterity and knowledge.
We remember when we studied because our long-term memory still functions quite well. We would sit at a desk, music was 'verboten' and Mom passed the room every so often to ensure we were not sleeping, dreaming or picking the nose. Clearly, we were ignorant. When we look to Rob, what do we see? Firstly, he has an eye glued to the television set, the other on the computer screen. Then he becomes a juggler. The eye on the television screen darts across to the I-phone (eye phone?) for a quick check of who called. Meantime, the other eye leaves the screen for a visit to the book he is reading.
On the bridge
Corner spot looking down at jagged rock shapes above lake with Black Butte on sideWhen he would visit from college, we watched him study on occasion, occasionally. The book amongst the gadgets was of course, for learning or that’s what we understood. Ping. Email has arrived which must be read and answered. Which eye to use is the immediate decision facing the youngster. Hold it. Is that a tweet or twitter? Perhaps he is dealing with a text message. How does he hold the Coke can while doing this? We think our son is a genius. Who knows about all these modern things? Rob hardly blinks an eye as he smoothly deals with arriving messages. We forgot to mention that in the ears are ‘the wires’. We see this frequently nowadays. And people are worried about an invasion from Mars. We believe it’s already occurring when we look about us and see so many ‘plugged-in’.
How, we want to know, does he listen to music (IPOD), watch television and talk on the phone while studying, answering emails and viewing another movie on his laptop, too. Yes! He is well educated and versatile, no doubt.
You've heard of the brain freeze; the alternative is a very cold...; or the poor man's skiing trip
Three's a crowdWe were tired on our return from a very attractive hike that allowed us to gain a reasonable altitude to view many stunning scenes. This area, like many in Northern California, is particularly attractive. Sliding on rear-ends down a snow hill, may not have been the mature thing to do, but it sure was exhilarating—anatomically refreshing, too. However, we are not tired from hiking. We met three different parties on the trail and spoke intensively to all. We are wiped-out from talking.
People we come across are often interesting with varying outlooks and perspectives, both locals and foreigners. We find the social interaction on the trails to be most satisfying.
Cheers,
Jenni and Jeffrey
P.S. We know that Maude Alge will notice the change of clothing. We repeated the hike four days later with a different emphasis, particularly as it's delightful.
Shasta, a cut-off
At last, we think we found a vortex
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