Archive for August, 2009

No-Wheat, No-Cane Apple Pie

August 31, 2009

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1/2 stick melted butter

1.5 cup almonds

In a food processor grind almonds until they form a flour. While the machine is running drizzle melted butter into almonds.* Remove and press into a small (9-10 inch) piepan to form a crust. Blind bake at 350 degrees for about 10 minutes. Remove from oven and set aside.

Filling

3 apples slice or chopped

1/2 stick butter

2-3 tablespoons honey

2 teaspoons cinnamon

1/2 cup unsweetened applesauce

Topping

1/2 cup chopped walnuts, pecans or both.

In a skillet, melt butter then add apples, cinnamon and applesauce. Simmer until apples are tender, and filling is gooey and bubbly.* Pour into crust and top with chopped walnuts. Bake at 350 for about 30-35 minutes.

* A small amount of hot water can sometimes be helpful.

The last beautiful days of August

August 23, 2009

 

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We’ve been making a weekly habit of hiking into some great place in the Sangre de Cristos for some fishing. My son Harrison rides one of our burros.

The mountains are here. Wish you were beautiful.

We might as well take advantage of our geography, especially during these last idyllic days of summer and early fall. Today’s adventure was into the Macy Lakes drainage. I’m not terribly concerned about revealing the location because few would or could walk this far.

We stopped short of the lakes to do some stream fishing. In about an hour I caught and released about 15 cutthroat trout. None were huge but all were a thrill. They could not resist an orange ant.

Harrison’s mount today was Redbo. Harrison rides with a comfort and fluidity that I’ve rarely seen. He seems to flow with the animal up and down the gnarly, rocky trails. He was in the saddle today for a total of 4 hours and 20 minutes. I ran a stopwatch on it.

We were greeted back at the trailhead by a brief shower. Just a short drive and we were back at home.

Back to school and bad food

August 15, 2009

 

It’s that time of year again when school cafeterias gear up to provide the standard unwholesome lunches to children and even so-called health-food stores have set up back-to-school displays featuring the usual disastrous breakfast line-up of toaster pastries and sugary cereals.

 

In the heated debate over health care — which is really about disease care — it’s amazing that the most basic discussion isn’t taking place. This discussion is not about all the misinformation out there — the proposed plan seeks to “cover illegal aliens” or “requires death counseling” are two fallacies now making their way around the conservative talk show misinformation networks.

 

The real discussion should be about why so many people get sick.

A burger of grass-fed beef served up on a grilled eggplant "bun," and sides of weedy salad greens from the expansive Jackass on the Run Gardens and Rootin' Tootin' Summer Salad.

A burger of grass-fed beef served up on a grilled eggplant "bun," and sides of weedy salad greens from the expansive Jackass on the Run Gardens and Rootin' Tootin' Summer Salad. Not available in most school cafeterias.

 

For the most part people get sick because of what they eat. Largely (and I don’t use the word lightly) what most Americans eat, starting in childhood, is too much refined wheat flour and sugar.

 

We would not allow big tobacco to provide cigarettes to our school children, but our collective mindset has not yet shifted to view what the captains of industry serve up — processed foods — as just as real a health threat. Clearly these foods contribute to the growing threat of childhood diabetes, not to mention cancer, heart disease and others.

 

As a result, more than half of U.S. children are overweight, and a large proportion of kids are actually obese and headed for a lifetime of disease. Unhealthy people are what really burdens our health-care system.

 

The amazing thing is that you — not the government or the insurance companies — have a great deal of control over your diet and health. But few exercise this personal responsibility. Instead, most people expect this illusion of a “health care” system to save them. And regardless of what kind of reform takes place, it won’t.

 

Meanwhile, even here we’re trying to figure out something that we can send along to school with Harrison that he will actually eat. I’m thinking in terms of making a bunch of wheat-free waffles on Sunday and using them for sandwiches. Probably almond butter with fruit-only jelly or honey.

 

Incidentally, I used the waffles as a take-along “energy bar” for mid-morning snacks before all of my pack-burro races this summer. I ate some just plain, and had one with almond butter before the 29-mile Fairplay race.

30? Not yet

August 11, 2009

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The 2009 Colorado Pack-Burro racing season concluded Sunday with Bobby Lewis of Buena Vista and his burro Wellstone winning the 22-mile Leadville Boom Days race, as well as the sport’s Triple Crown, just a few seconds ahead of myself and Laredo. Tim Van Riper caught this photo of Bobby (right) and myself at the turn-around on the Mosquito Pass summit, elevation 13,187 feet, where the wind was really whipping.

Bobby and I have had an interesting racing season due to the dynamics between Wellstone and Laredo. Laredo is Wellstone’s father. When we are out on the course, Wellstone refuses to leave Laredo on his own. But if I try to break the race open, Wellstone digs in to catch or keep pace with Laredo. Then when we near the finish line, Wellstone is willing to go slightly ahead of Laredo and Laredo refuses to pass him. And thus the three finishes just seconds apart.

Although I walked away with another frustrating second place, I extend my congratulations to Bobby, and also take satisfaction in my 30th consecutive finish at Leadville. My first race was in 1980 and I claimed the infamous “Last Ass over the Pass” award with a burro named Moose.

“30” is what we old-school journalists used to type at the end of a story to signify that it was complete, and some people have asked if I am ready to wind down my pack-burro racing career.

When I’m just a couple seconds from another win?

No. Not yet. But I might show up with a different burro.

What do you want for free?

August 8, 2009

There have been the usual complaints about nothing new at Hardscrabble Times this week. Hey, what do you expect for free? Especially during the week between the final two events of the 2009 pack-burro racing season. Last week’s race at Buena Vista turned out to be a repeat of the previous week at Fairplay, with Bobby Lewis able to get his burro Wellstone over the finish line again 2 seconds ahead of myself and Laredo. It’s a little frustrating, but then I suppose I should be happy to even be in the running at my rather advanced stage of youthfulness.

Laredo, Hal and Harrison following another second-place finish at Buena Vista. Photo by Tim Van Riper.

Laredo, Hal and Harrison following another second-place finish at Buena Vista. Photo by Tim Van Riper.

The next morning bright and early I was limping away to the Colorado Springs airport to pick up my old high-school buddy and neighbor Eric Leeper and his son Sam, who were visiting from Indiana. Eric and I lived in the Washington, D.C., suburb of Annandale, Va., and attended high school in Burke at Lake Braddock but I had not seen him in 23 years. Eric is now a noted professor of economics at Indiana University.

We spent four days more or less getting reacquainted, taking in the local scenery and bugging out Eric’s mind and eyes with my lifestyle. On Tuesday we packed Sam and my son Harrison on burros to the Swift Creek Beaver Ponds, where the fishing was quite decent though tricky with all the overgrowth. Harrison even hooked into a nice cutthroat with a little help from dad, and held the flyrod as I scrambled down the bank to release the fish.

After taking Eric and Sam back to the airport Thursday, Harrison and I spent a lovely evening dining in the backyard of my longtime friends Mad Dog O’Grady and wife Shannon. After that I returned home to find an unexpected rush editing job had fallen into my lap. What’s a guy to do in this economy but stay up past midnight and get the job done?

That left me two days to get my @#$% back together for Sunday’s big race at Leadville. For tomorrow’s race I find myself focusing not so much on No. 1 or No. 2, but rather on No. 30. If all goes well that’s the number of consecutive finishes I’ll have had at Boom Days.


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