First, Meghan left Saturday morning from Salt Lake City -- destination, Antwerp, Belgium. She's spending a week at the Monsanto facility there assisting in an onsite Process Safety Audit. She'll return in the wee hours of the morning, Sunday, March 20.
I'm hoping that while she is there, despite the many hours she will spend working, that she does take a moment or two to merely appreciate the place she is in, and that the place is in her. You see, both of my mother's parents emigrated to the United States from Belgium. And in fact, my grandmother Helen was raised in Tielt, very near Antwerp. My grandfather heralded from a small town, Schuyfferskapelle in the same vicinity. So, one quarter of Meghan's heritage resides right smack in the middle of where she's at this week. I'll be excited to see her pictures and talk about her experiences.
As a result of Meghan's travels, we'll have Miles an extra day this week, Monday. Poor little guy. Meg told me he cried when she left for the airport "Mum-mum, no-no". The entire Jurgen family spent Friday night, the 12th in SLC. Although Miles didn't want 'mum-mum' to go away, he's in excellent hands with his dad -- and we promised Meg we'd help out the "Jurgen Boys" in her absence. The "boys" walked up the hill and joined us for breakfast and visit this morning. Josh left Miles here for a few hours so he could get a few tasks accomplished. During his impromptu visit, Miles told me "Mum-mum, bye-bye, darn it!"
A second note of interest this week, we were invited by friends the Smith's to drive with them and their visitor, Jonas (who spent a year with them as a foreign-exchange student from Denmark) to Craters of the Moon National Park. We've been to Craters more than once, but always in the summer. An interesting experience to snow shoe part of the park in winter. The activity was fun, unfortunately it was quite overcast and snowing at times, so the spectacular scenery was pretty much obscured.
Glenn was also asked by the Smith's to accompany Jonas to Pebble on Friday morning for some skiing; Jonas began skiing at age six. So, Glenn, Jonas and I spent a couple of hours skiing at Pebble (I, by myself -- not good enough or fast enough to accompany the men). Dixie came along to watch the skiers. It was a grand morning for skiing, perfectly blue skies, no winds and lots of visibility. And even better, hardly any people!
Later that afternoon, Glenn and I took a drive to Chesterfield Reservoir and spent about three hours ice fishing. We should have taken our limit of four trout, but Glenn tossed back two smaller fish. The fourth really nice one hit my line and we got it almost out of the hole when it spit the lure and swam away. By then, it was nearly 6:30 p.m. and growing dusk, so came home. We grilled up three of the six fillets for our dinner last night and gave the other three to the Smiths for theirs.
As I mentioned, we'll have Miles four days this week so there's nothing special of note on our agenda. Despite having received a couple of inches of fresh snow last night, spring is definitely in the air here. Our snow is diminishing daily and last week we had our "first unofficial-official" day of spring. It was warm enough that we got Miles' stroller out of storage and took a walk up the hill with him. Mid-week coming we are expecting temps in the low 50's, so I'm sure we'll be seeing even less snow and more ground in days ahead. Although spring means our skiing days are numbered as are our ice fishing adventures, fly fishing, more walks and hiking and less shivering beckon!
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