Where To Now?

Originally posted on The Quest blog. Our destination this beautiful July holiday was the Christman Sanctuary, a nature preserve near Duanesburg in Schenectady County, New York. The land was, as you might guess, donated by the Christman family. The earliest map I could find that included landowners' names, the  1866 Stone & Stuart , shows the land belonging to S. Christman. I found that to be Spencer Christman, father of William Weaver Christman, in whose memory the land was donated (by his youngest son, Lansing Christman). According to the obituary on  Find-a-Grave , Spencer Christman purchased the land in 1848, where he farmed, raised his family, and died at the age of 86. This line from the memorial gives you a glimpse into the life of this family's patriarch: "His integrity, his sterling Christian character and his kindliness of heart won for him from a wide circle of acquaintances, a place not easily filled." William Weaver Christman, Spencer's son, wa...

Today's plan included eating a late breakfast (since Kef would be on a conference call over the lunch hour), hiking, and eating dinner at one of the restaurants we've been passing all week. If you ever visit Sedona, you'll find that your primary purpose on any given day is eating. Our choice for breakfast was Nick's. It's a small restaurant, supposedly where the locals go. I do think that's the case because the conversations we overheard were among locals. (Just know that if you ever eat at a table near us, we're probably listening to your conversation.) I had the chorizo and eggs, which was outstanding. Kef was less enamored with the country fried steak and eggs. She said the cream gravy was odd. After breakfast we made our daily trip to Walgreen's (almost daily, anyway... Kef has way underestimated the number of Kleenex it's going to take to get her through the week). Next door, Starbuck's was calling us as usual. Back at the hotel, Kef got t...