Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Airports and inspiration


I arrived back from San Francisco this morning. The flight was pretty full, and I managed to get about 6 hours’ sleep. But still, knowing that I’ve essentially been awake since ‘midnight’ and have to last until 8 pm makes me feel even more tired than I actually am.

So, while sitting on a surprisingly comfortable couch in the domestic terminal at Auckland, trying not to fall asleep too much, I checked the time on my pocket clock that Mum had given me for Christmas. My watch stopped working a few days ago and it’s the only timepiece that I have. It’s inscribed with my favourite Bible verse, Isaiah 40:31, on the face.



“They that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength. They will rise up on wings like eagles, they shall run and not grow weary, they shall walk and not faint.”

The reason this was my favourite verse when I was younger was about the flying part. But in more recent years, the rest of it has also come to mean something special to me. It’s about pressing on, continuing to move forward. Even when you can’t fly, you can run, and when you can’t run any more you can still walk.

As I’ve mentioned earlier, my work schedule is crazy for the first part of this year at least. Today I have a board meeting at the Synchrotron Group and then we are doing a letterbox drop for CKC tonight. I have a bunch of things that need organising, yet somehow in the last two weeks away, things I thought would be difficult to organise ‘remotely’ have been easy.

So when reflecting on this verse just now, it struck me how God has equipped me with the strength to endure. I have nothing in myself that enables me to cope with all this stuff. To God be the glory, great things He has done, and great things He will do. May my life be just a simple tool in His hands.

Saturday, January 24, 2009

Week 2 at Stanford

Well we are definitely making progress here. The first set of experiments, using small-angle x-ray scattering (or SAXS for short), worked really well and in fact we finished a day early. That gave us two days' break before beginning our current x-ray diffraction (XRD) experiments.
It turns out that the changes we see in XRD take much longer to happen under the same conditions than the SAXS ones. Interesting!
(Addendum: this afternoon we had a mental wrestle with the temperature controller, and managed to find *a* solution to the problem. Maybe not the optimal one, but I guess this is one of the 'features' of this particular piece of kit.)

Anyway I won't bore you too much with work; suffice to say that we'll be working through the weekend, finishing at 6 am on Monday and I'll be flying home on Monday evening. Yay!

On my days off I managed to catch up with Lisa and Regina, which was great. But in talking about church, jobs (or the fear of losing them), the man-drought, infirmities etc. it struck me that I really don't have anything to complain about. Nothing that keeps me awake at night, or prevents me from doing something I enjoy. Now I'm not saying that I'd like to have a bad back or be considered for redundancy, but all around me are people who have struggles in different aspects of life and somehow manage to cope. I mean, we don't really have much of a choice, do we. I guess what I'm saying is that there are some times where you feel like you can't really say anything because you think it might come across as showing you can't relate to them... hard to explain. For instance, it feels inappropriate to talk about your pet when the other person's pet was run over sometime in the past. (Not that we talked about that.)

So I was kind of feeling like there was something almost wrong with me for not having something worth complaining about. But maybe in their eyes, I do have something...? I mean, the amount of travel I do is a sure killer for any serious relationship (not that I really have time even when I am at home), and being a scientist isn't going to get you too far in most social circles. But that's who I am and who I have become, and it's all fine with me. I just know that God is in control and everything that happens in my life is all according to His timing.

Ecc 3:1 There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven.

You can tell it's late at night. Time to go to bed. More experiments await, tomorrow.

Monday, January 19, 2009

What I'm up to this week

Well hello yet again from Stanford, and once again I'm working nutty hours at the beamline. We have two weeks this time, with a little bit of a re-shuffle which will give us an extra day in between the two separate experiments.
These ones are looking at coalescence of gold nanoparticles and how fast it happens at different temperatures. The results make a very nice story so far which is always good!
Yesterday we completed a set of experiments we had planned to do with the starting configuration, and after swapping to a new setup (longer sample-detector length) found that things weren't working the way they were supposed to. It turned out to be two rather trivial issues which the beamline scientist should have known about, but didn't do anything to correct it. We finally managed to get everything in some semblance of working order at about midnight, at which point I had my (microwave) dinner and went to bed, leaving my colleague to start an experiment.
This morning I tried making things even better and I think I succeeded. Which means we'll have to repeat the experiment that was run last night, but that's not a big deal. We have oodles of time.

On the plus side the weather has been great here for this time of year. It hasn't rained since I arrived and hasn't been all that cold.

Saturday, January 10, 2009

Tongariro Crossing

Well my big adventure last week was driving up to Turangi and doing the Tongariro Crossing. This was mainly in preparation for the trip I'll be doing with Mike in about 6 weeks - (a) to try and get fitter for it, and (b) to check out part of the route.



It turned out only two of us were going - my boss's wife Linda and me. We started from the Mangatepopo end at about 8:15, along with a bunch of other people. In places it felt seriously overcrowded and I did get more than a little annoyed with all the ignorant tourists (mostly German...) who clearly were not prepared if the weather had decided to pack in. Many did not have boots, only sneakers; and some were even wearing jeans!!! Madness.

The first part of the walk is relatively flat from Mangatepopo to Soda Springs. We stopped for about 10 minutes for the last toilet break before the end, then it was up the Devil's Staircase, which apparently they have done some major work on in the last few years by putting steps in. 383 steps (plus or minus a few, as I lost count a couple of times). Despite not having done any walking of this magnitude for a while, we managed to make good time and arrived at the top at about 10 o'clock. From there it was another flat walk across the southern crater.



On the other side is the point where the adventurous could decide to ascend Ngauruhoe if they felt insane enough. Since this is what Mike said he wants to do, I tried to imagine myself walking up there, and failed. There were points along the track where you'd look at the mountain and think, gosh that's huge. Then other points, nah, it's not that bad. I tell you, standing on the saddle at the base of it, it is enormous. They reckon 3 hours return... 2 1/2 hours up and 30 minutes down. Anyway I've decided not to think about it, but to let Mike decide on the day. When we get there, I'm fully expecting him to say, 'Whoa... maybe not!' (And we will have been carrying full packs too - although obviously if we do decide to climb it we'll leave them at the bottom.)



Anyway there were some impressive views from the saddle, but we weren't at the top yet. I offered to double pack up the hill as Linda was struggling a bit with her new boots.

From the top of the crater rim, one can choose to walk around to the summit of Mt Tongariro, touted as a 1 1/2 hour walk. I was somewhat keen to do this, having been there before on the Outdoor Pursuits Centre course (albeit in winter). But since we still had a bit of a climb to do, and cloud was starting to roll across the tops, we decided not to.

After another steep climb and skirting around Red Crater, we had a swift descent down to the Emerald Lakes. There were a few too many people at this point to really go for it in the scree running.



From here it was another walk across the central crater, around Blue Lake and then beginning the descent to Ketetahi Hut and the road end. The hut looks to be very well-equipped and I'll be looking forward to staying there in 5 or 6 weeks' time. The only nagging thought is having to walk all the way back up the zigzags and across the crater to descend on the other side to Oturere, but the ascent won't be too steep. The day after doing the crossing I felt like I could have walked for another 8 hours that day, which is a good sign. Although with full packs, and if we choose to climb Ngauruhoe, it could be a different story. Anyway - cross that bridge when we get to it. All in all an enjoyable trip and I am looking forward to the 3 day version in late February. Hopefully we can enjoy similar weather - I'll start praying for it now!



Red Crater at Mt Tongariro, with Mt Ngauruhoe shrouded in cloud behind it. The track can be seen climbing to the right of the crater - scree running territory, if only there weren't so many tourists...

Friday, January 2, 2009

Happy new year!

Ah, new year. A time (for some) of new resolutions, of getting confused when writing the date, of anticipation and of reflection.

The year that was:
- crazy travel (135 days outside NZ)
- a broken collarbone
- the visit of a lifetime to Kenya and my sponsored child there
- taking up CKC
- amazing opportunities re: work

The year coming presents more crazy travel, hopefully no broken bones, a holiday in Scotland and Ireland with Mum in the pipeline, more fun at CKC - but as always I am open to change and whatever God wants to do.


Lord, I thank You for the year that has been and all that You have done for and through me in it. Thank You for everything you have taught me, and I pray that in the coming year You would continue to lead me and be my guide. Help me to glorify You in everything that I do; at work, church, sport, home, and when I'm travelling. Thank You for always being with me. Thank You for caring about the trivial details of our lives. Thank You for sending Your Son to die for us.