Monday, April 28, 2014

Gear for New Zealand - Electronics

Because the NZ trip was kind of a big deal, I decided that we should make some gear investments to make this trip successful and well-documented.

Computing
My 15" MacBook Pro has held up pretty well since before B was born. But it is rather large and has poor battery life these days. I decided not to bring it at all. Hilary's 13" white MacBook is nearly as old, but is creekier. She was due for an upgrade. She'd had her eye on a zippy and svelte MacBook Air as a replacement. This, I deemed, we would buy beforehand and use as our primary machine on the road. By getting an Apple refurb, I was able to get a top-of-the-line model for basically the same price as the custom-spec model I was configuring.

Being brand new, and lacking any moving parts (no optical drive, flash instead of a spinning HDD), its battery life is stellar. This is a good thing, since we were only able to recharge it in the campervan when we were plugged into "shore power". We managed to travel from LA through Day 2, though, on less than half a charge.

On the road, the machine contained all of Hilary's immense trip-planning research and references. It also served as the repository for our many pictures and video (with the originals kept on the SD cards). It is also from this machine that we did our blogging on.

We also brought our iPad, thinking that it could be a secondary computing device. We even went so far as to bring a bluetooth keyboard for it. In the end, the iPad was used mostly for B to watch the occasional movie on the road (The Incredibles was her favorite). We did also use it for some internet stuff.

Connectivity
Hilary and I brought our respective iPhones, unlocked, and purchased pre-paid plans through Telekom NZ. The kiosk at the airport was fast and efficient, and had us set up in about 10 minutes. For about $17, we each had a modest allowance of local minutes and texts, plus 500 MB of cellular data. Although there were WiFi hotspots here and there, we found them to often be congested and slow, so we would often use the cellular data to connect. Because NZ has genuine competition (perish the thought!), we could use our phones as mobile hotspots, meaning that we could use them to provide internet connectivity to the MacBook Air or iPad.

As a result, we burned through the data pretty quick. We re-upped another 500 MB apiece, then some more, and some more. In the end, I think we used something close to 6 GB of data. But, again, because NZ has genuine competition, the cost was quite modest - easily half of what you'd expect in the States. Getting our phones back on their domestic networks when we returned stateside was easy-peasy.

We also purchased an additional plan for H that gave her 100 international minutes and texts. With it we were, for instance, able to call my mother to wish her a happy birthday from halfway across the world. Figuring out the correct time and day for the call was surprisingly challenging. The ability to have a handheld device and casually call up someone so far away still blows my mind. (we tried both Skype and iChat for the birthday wishes, but ran into technical difficulties.) Hilary and B also called me once I was back stateside.

Still Camera
Our family's still camera had for many years (since well before Brynna) been a very pocketable, 8-MP, Canon point-and-shoot. Somewhere in the last few years it received a few too many knocks (probably from small fingers fumbling it) that has made it so that it cannot hold the whole frame in focus. For this trip, an upgrade was called for.

I thought about a DSLR or micro four-thirds for top image quality. However, I know enough about my own photog abilities and how we would actually use the camera to know that this wasn't the way to go. My fear was that a big camera would become a camera unused - a heavy burden rather than an oft-used convenience.

Rather than let our iPhones become how we document this trip, I decided a good-but-not-unwieldy point-and-shoot would be the way to go. My requirements were:

  1. good image quality (through a combination of large sensor and good glass, megapixels are largely irrelevant),
  2. small enough to pocket (again, if it's too big, it won't get used),
  3. fast and responsive UI (shuttle lag sucks!),
  4. Manual controls, because even though I'm not really a photographer, I don't always want what the automatic modes produce
  5. 1080p60 video capture, preferrably not in some obscure codec. (I didn't do any video editing on the roadI don't think I'll be doing a lot of video editing on the road (it takes time), but eventually I'll put some stuff up)

I came very close to getting a Sony RX100 II, which most everyone agrees is the very best compact point-and-shoot on the market at the moment. Its image sensor is enormous - comparable to what you'd find in an entry-level DSLR, and it's combined with "fast" glass. These combine for excellent light gathering ability, which is the first key step for image quality.

I went to an actual brick-and-mortar photography store and handled one. It's nice, and its bona fides are not in question. But it is about $250-300 more than its competitors. Its fold-out screen was nice, but I feared it would be snapped off easily. Compared to the camera it is replacing, this thing is huge (3-4x the volume) - it would sit heavily in a pants pocket. I was not particularly sold on the manual controls, either. Other functions, like the ability to add a hot shoe, would be like owning a car that can do 150 mph but is only ever used for highway driving. In short, I worried that this particular camera would become an expensive bauble that is rarely used on the fly.

Instead, I settled on an open-box Canon S120. Being from Canon, it shares some of the UI of the camera it replaces. The clicky ring around the lens barrel can be used for various manual, DSLR-like functions. The built-in WiFi may or may not be useful (I downloaded the iOS remote app, but didn't use it at all on the road). Although it is physically larger than the camera it replaces, it is not such a lug as the RX100 II. Plus, was a few hundred dollars less expensive.

To my great relief, I have been most satisfied with this purchase - no pangs of buyer's remorse. The automatic features produce great results (as you have seen), whether I the engineer or H the non-techie is behind the lens. It feels a bit large when in a pants pocket, but not uncomfortably so. Most of the trip it resided in a pouch on my belt. I enjoyed tinkering with the manual controls. Some of the built-in scene modes have been useful - the stellar example being capturing glowworms in a cave or the awesome night sky by using the tripod-mounted, long exposure, star capture mode.

With this camera I purchased a high-quality 32-GB SD card for storing the images. It returned to the U.S. with less than 2 GB free, indicating that, yes, we did indeed use it!

(given the relatively low cost of the replacing the card, and the very high value of these pictures, I'm going to put this card in a safe place and just buy a new one for the camera going forward. This is in addition to having pictures on Hilary's computer, some on my computer, and both backed up.)

Video Camera
New Zealand is a place of wild sports - places not to trust a point-and-shoot. We didn't do bungee jumping, but there was paragliding, swimming, and waterfalls to contend with. Knowing this, I decided to also spring for an action camera. In this product category the clear favorite is the GoPro. This small, rugged camera in a waterproof case gets lots of use by surfers, kayakers, skydivers, extreme skiiers, and all manner of other crazies. Check out some of their videos on youtube - it's great stuff.

Still, it's a pricey piece of kit that may or may not have gotten a whole lot of use. New, at retail, I would have gotten the Hero3+ Silver Edition, because it's around the price point I could justify ($299) and captures at 1080p60. However, I had heard some mixed reviews online about changes to the lens in the 3+ versus its predecessor, the Hero3. Perhaps something on the used market would be a better fit. Craigslist comes through again! For $350 I purchased a lightly used Hero3 Black Edition, last year's top-of-the-line model, with a whole boatload of accessories and a 64 GB card, from a guy in Massachusetts. It arrived two days before we left, so I didn't have a whole heck of a lot of time to figure out how to use it until we arrived in-country.

In New Zealand, once I figured out how to work the thing, I used it a bit here and there. I used it to get video swimming up to and behind a waterfall, of B having a blast on a zipline, timeline shots of twisty roads near Cape Reinga, glissading down the scree slope of a volcano, traveling by ferry to the South Island, leaping into an icy river, fog rolling on the Franz Josef glacier, all alone on Key Summit, going under Stirling Falls, and clouds cascading over a ridge at Aoraki National Park. Due to bandwidth constraints, I didn't upload any video while we were on our trip. It's still on the to-do list for the near future.

Sunday, April 6, 2014

10 years, 100,000 miles

During my first year of grad school at Dartmouth, Hilary was doing a year of post-baccalaureat studies and MCAT preparation in Massachusetts. We saw each other most weekends, becoming very familiar with I-91 up and down the Connecticut river valley. For a time, Hilary had to come north to see me, because I had no wheels of my own (Greyhound, the alternative, was occasionally used, but inconvenient).

Around christmas break at the end of 2003, I was ready to buy a car to fix that problem. I even had one lined up - a Honda Civic HX (the one with the funky CVT) from one of the business school students. Unable to get my bank to grant me an auto loan (they claimed I had no income; I did have a meager grad student stipend), I scrounged and borrowed money from friends and family. Then, abruptly and for no particular reason I can recall, the guy called the deal off just after New Year's. Frustrated and dejected, I spent some time moping while Hilary - ever more practical - looked through the classifieds. Down in White River Jcn she found a good candidate: an off-lease 2001 VW Jetta with under 30,000 miles. The dealer - a used car broker called Jasmine Auto - was planning to tidy it up and sell to another, big lot used car dealer. I got there first and got the price they would have charged the dealer. Such a deal. I also got fixed up with financing through a bank in Portsmouth.

Best $8500 I've ever spent. This spring marks 10 years and just about 100,000 miles later. More, if you count the miles it spent being hauled to Minnesota (2005) and back (2009). It's getting a little creaky, but still runs well. It's had this funny quirk for years now where it doesn't recognize the opening and closing of the driver's door. On bumpy roads this can manifest itself as the car suddenly starting to beep - thinking the door is open with the keys in the ignition - which requires a quick actual opening and quick slamming shut. There are a smattering of spots on the roof, hood, and trunk where the paint is gone and rust is starting to show. Those got their start in 2005 when my parking spot was under some tall pine trees that dropped globs of sap. And let us not forget the passenger side-view mirror: practically ripped off when I backed a little too close to my roommate's 1990s Buick. It's been held on with electrical tape and bailing wire ever since.

So here's to that fine piece of German engineering. Given that Hilary's station wagon is unlikely to survive its next state inspection, let's hope the Jetta lasts for a few years yet!

Prelude to being buried in a blizzard in Duluth. Winter, 2007.

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

New Zealand Day 43 (?): Home

The best part of a voyage - by plane,
by ship,
or train -
Is when the trip is over and you are
Home again.

source

Friday, March 28, 2014

New Zealand Day 42: Heading Home

I had a great soak in the mineral pool at the Top 10 last night, and while I was doing that had a lovely chat with some folks who are part of a group of six couples engaging in a friendly challenge/road trip: buy a car for less than $1000 and drive it from Auckland to Bluff (at the bottom of the South Island). The next morning we went out to see them as they were packing up.

B particularly liked this car:

 Yes, it has a ladder on the roof. Awesome.

We sent them off with our remaining maple syrup candies that we'd brought to hand out during our trip.

Then B and I gave away a bunch of stuff, leaving shampoo and conditioner in the communal bathroom, laundry detergent and clothespins in the laundry room, and food and spices in the communal kitchen.

I got almost all of our stuff smushed into our two checked bags (the allowance is one per person on Air New Zealand), including three bottles of wine! Turns out wetsuits are excellent for cushioning bottles. My parents also took a couple of bottles for us.

We spent the rest of the morning at the excellent Rotorua Museum, where they had a great activity sheet for kids that toured them around the various exhibits. Then it was picnic and playground time before getting in the car to drive to Auckland.

I enjoyed my last hard cider. This was my absolute favorite from NZ:
 Too bad I didn't have any more room to bring some back with me.

I was also disappointed that the airport store appeared to have every single flavor of Whittaker's chocolate except the mint-filled one that I love. Ah, well, I'm taking this as a sign that it's time to get back into triathlon shape!

B and I were very excited to see that we were going to travel on a Smaug plane:

The flight from Auckland to LA actually went very smoothly. B watched Peppa Pig and then the two of us watched Frozen simultaneously during our very tasty veg dinner. We got ready for sleep and made up our cuddle class bed, but B simply couldn't turn off her brain—she had question after question about plot points in Frozen! Eventually she fell asleep. I finished my book and then tried to catch some sleep...was able to drowse for a few hours.

After leaving Auckland at 7 PM Sunday night, we arrived in LA at 11:30 on Sunday morning. Whaaa??? I actually had to wake B up for final approach into LA. Getting through passport control was a nightmare as three large international planes had come in simultaneously. LONG line. Getting through customs was also extra-interesting as one of the sniffer dogs alerted on our baggage (eventually decided it was from a salad from the plane, which had spilled into it). However, it appears that they were so busy making sure we weren't importing fresh fruit that they forgot to charge me duty on the alcohol, so OK.

After giving back our checked baggage and getting dressed again, we said goodbye to my folks, checked in for our Boston flight and got through security without difficulty. Then we made a beeline for Starbucks! After chai for me, hot chocolate for B, and some snacks for the plane, it was time to board again.

B did great again, watching a movie on the iPad and doing some other activities before falling asleep.

We were SO happy to arrive in Boston after our many hours of travel. Our bags came right out and Alex and Jasper picked us up at the curb. Hurray!

New Zealand Day 41: Rotorua

We are planning to stay our last two nights in Rotorua before heading to the Auckland Airport for a Sunday evening flight.

The Top 10 where we are staying is right next to one corner of the big park where B and I played on our earlier swing through town. This morning, we were happy to discover that there's a farmers' market right there!

It also features a library bus. Cool!



I had to stop myself from going crazy with all the lovely harvest-time fresh food, since we are leaving tomorrow. B and I did pick out some fresh fruit for our travel day, though.

 We also looked for flower girl dresses for my cousin's wedding in May.
A little too frilly, I think!

The main goal at lunch was to use up as much food as possible. Mom made a great pasta salad with a combo of leftovers. Very tasty.

The afternoon was mostly taken up with packing and other preparations. Then we went out for what B termed a "bang out dinner" to celebrate and mourn our last night in New Zealand.

We chose Capers Epicurean, because the food looked great and we could bring our own wine.


We brought this fantastic single-block Sauv Blanc from Saint Clair. Yum.

B and I made some selections from the dessert case for us to share. Mmmmmm.

And yummy drinks to boot. I'm going to miss this!

New Zealand Day 40: Hilary's Much Less Enjoyable Tongariro Crossing

After Alex's spectacular hike of the Tongariro Alpine Crossing, I had been hoping to have a chance to do this walk as well. I watched the weather for the last week of our trip and it looked like today, Friday, would be the best. There's a hiker shuttle from Taupo, almost an hour and a half away, so I reserved a spot on that so that B and my parents wouldn't have to spend several hours taking me to and from the trailhead and would have the car for the day.

The shuttle was supposed to pick me up at 5:30 in front of our holiday park. When it got to be 5:55 with no shuttle, I was starting to think about going back to bed! But then it showed up and we had a quiet drive into Tongariro National Park. Much quicker than with the campervan last month!

When we arrived at the trailhead, I was pleased to see that the volcanic risk was normal.

It was spitting a little bit of rain and therefore was a bit chilly when I hit the trail at 8 AM. Some of the other folks in the parking lot were wearing quite...interesting ensembles for something called an Alpine crossing, including shorts, Converse sneakers, jeans, and cotton sweatshirts. Seriously—just because the logo on the sweatshirt says North Face doesn't mean it's safe for hiking!

As I started up the trail, I saw that the valley below was bright and sunny.

Looking up was cloudy...

...but I was hopeful that after climbing a bit I'd break through the cloud and there would be sun above.

Like Alex, I was really impressed by the trail work!

Sadly, it turned out that once I hiked into the cloud, I never came out of it. Eventually I topped out at Red Crater, but couldn't see anything but cloud in every direction. I had planned to hike up Ngaruhoe, but decided that heading off into a white-out to climb an unmarked trail up a volcano was perhaps not a very good idea. Plus, why bother with no view? If I'd had a car at the trailhead, I probably would have turned around at this point, or sooner, as it was clearly not my day either weather-wise or health-wise. I'd felt a bit sick to my stomach overnight and hadn't slept well at all. It was cold and rainy and there was no view. I was not happy.

But, on I tramped, slow and steady. Eventually I headed down a steep scree slope and saw my first view of the day. Look! The Emerald Lakes!

Even prettier once I got closer:

It was a good thing Alex had taken all of those photos, as at least I could imagine all the awesome stuff that was off in the clouds somewhere.

Eventually I came down onto the shoulder of the mountain and got out from underneath the clouds. Then it got lovely!


This area had some beautifully colored rock, mineral-stained I think, as well as some steam vents.

And this is the steam vent left over from the eruption in 2012.

I took a lunch break at the Ketetahi Hut and was able to warm up now that the sun had returned. Then I headed down the long run-out, eventually ending up in the woods for the last few kilometers. 

Once at the trailhead, I settled down to wait for the shuttle to return. Happily, I had packed my Kindle and had a good book to read. The shuttle came back a little early and everyone booked on it was already off the mountain (probably because the weather had been so crummy that no one did the side hikes up Ngaruhoe or Tongariro). I got back to Taupo just after 4 and ran into the final issue with my not-very-good hiking day...the public showers had just closed. Arrgh!

So, all in all, not a spectacular day. I will hope to return on a lovely day in the future! Sometimes you just need to chance it, though...the risk just didn't pay off today.

B had a great day with my folks in Taupo, including lunch at L'Arte Cafe and mini-golf. Once I returned we headed towards Rotorua, our destination for the night. On the way, we stopped to show my parents Huka Falls and the blurbling Mud Pool, favorites from earlier in our trip! The mud was just as entertaining the second time. I love that place.

New Zealand Day 39: Wine Tasting in Hawke's Bay

The plan for today was to celebrate my mom's birthday with a tour of some Hawke's Bay wineries near Hastings and Napier. Hawke's Bay, on the east coast of the North Island, is best known for its red wines, rather than the Sauvignon Blancs and other white wines that are the specialty of Marlborough on the South Island. 

We started our day at Salvare, which was a great choice!


We sat out in the garden for our tasting. Their motto is to slow down and enjoy the journey...and in that vein we had a very mellow and enjoyable tasting, served by one of the owners.

We tried three different chardonnays: a 2011 Salvare Chardonnay, which was the least oaked, a 2010 Salvare Chardonnay, which was a bit more intense, and then a 2011 Salvation Chardonnay which was wild fermented. Steve explained that this meant that they didn't add any yeast...so it took 11 months (rather than 4 weeks) to ferment and is always an experiment because it relies entirely on what yeast is present in the vineyard. Sometimes delicious (like this one) and sometimes terrible. I don't usually like Chardonnay much but enjoyed trying these very much.

Then we tried a 2013 Merlot Rose, which was very fruity, a 2008 Salvaret Merlot (too dry to be my thing), a 2009 Salvare Syrah (very peppery with some clove), and a 2009 Salvation Hawkes Bay Blend (which if I liked reds I would probably have enjoyed).

Brynna stayed busy with some coloring and with a box of toys that they have available for kids. We also ate some chardonnay grapes that Steve picked right off the vines. Very sweet and yummy.

We finished off with this very interesting Frappe Vino wine slushy!

Yes, I know it sounds sacreligious but it was delicious.

After our hour or so in the garden, we moved inside to try olive oils, dukkah (an Egyptian blend of spices) and vinegars. Sooooooo tasty.

B liked looking around the shop, too.

I think this was my favorite cellar door of the whole trip. I liked the white wines down south better, but the whole experience at Salvare...fantastic.

Next stop was down the road at Ngatarawa.

Their cellar door (tasting room) is in this lovely converted stable.

I have never seen this before and think that it is brilliant. It's a sunscreen dispenser!

B liked the friendly chocolate lab in the courtyard, who sniffed her and then rolled over for a tummy rub.

We started with the whites:

A 2013 Marlborough Sauvignon Blanc (they partner with vineyards on the South Island), a 2013 Pinot Gris, a 2008 Chenin Blanc, and a 2012 Chardonnay.

For reds, we tried a 2012 Pinot Noir, a 2009 Merlot, and a 2010 Syrah. We wrapped up with a 2013 late harvest dessert wine that I loved so much I got a bottle to bring home.

The views at the estate were lovely. It's just about harvest time—some places have just finished, other places in process, others just about to start.

Then it was time for lunch. We'd asked the Salvare guy where he recommended, and he mentioned the Unwined cafe at the Unison Vineyard because they had good food and a playground. So that's where we headed.

It was a hit. The food was tasty and B loved the playground.

Then we decided that we were actually wine-d out for the moment. Shocking, I know. So we headed towards Napier, stopping to take this grapevine photo. I didn't realize that the grapes hung down under the leaves like this rather than being scattered throughout the plant. Huh.

Napier was rebuilt in Art Deco style after an earthquake in 1931, and we really enjoyed looking at the architecture.






After some coffee and gelato (as well as some bagpipe music from a graduation ceremony) we headed towards Taupo for the night.

Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Blast from the Past

Usually the car radio is tuned to NHPR. But there are plenty of places in the state where the reception is a bit sketchy. The other day I was heading up I-93 to Lincoln and the Kanc, and it goes to fuzz. I hit Scan and, a few stations later, I hear these familiar lyrics:

I have forever always tried / to stay clean and constantly baptized...
That's Pain Lies on the Riverside, the first track from Mental Jewelry by Live, who was a favorite band of mine back in high school and early college. I heard that track many, many times coming out from my CD player. Of course, being a CD player, I usually heard the whole album start to finish - an experience less frequent in these days of playlists.

When the song had finished on the radio and I reflected a bit on it, I realized that the album came out in 1991, meaning that it's more than twenty years old! Now, I grew up listening mostly to my parents' music; I'm down with the Beatles, Simon and Garfunkle, Creedence Clearwater, The Who, and so on. That was old music when I was young, and I understood it as such. To think that the music that was new and fresh in my youth - the whole Alternative and Seattle Grunge scene - is now pretty old in its own right is a bit of a revelation. If he were alive today, Kurt Cobain would have recently celebrated his 47th birthday. What does that say about me?

What came next on that station? Alanis Morisette's "You Oughta Know." I could still could sing along. Cripes.