Ramkitten's Life & Lensography
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The Story Of The Last Remaining Felis Hornicus and Her Squidoo Lenses
Some people laugh at my nickname, but, me, I'm proud of it. And it makes me smile. Why? Because "Ramkitten" reminds me of special times and fun adventures.
The name originated on RamCat Farm in southwestern Pennsylvania, where Steve and I lived and worked as property caretakers from 1998 through 2003. It was shortly after moving there that I (reluctantly) used the internet for the very first time. When choosing an email address, Ramcat was already taken, you see, so I decided on Ramkitten. Sounded cuter, anyway.
And not only did that become my online moniker but also my trail name amongst the long-distance backpacking community, before I even set foot on the Appalachian Trail in Georgia with Maine in the back of my mind. That happened on April 1st, 2000, the day I began the six-month journey I'd dreamed of for more than a decade. And it was our situation on RamCat Farm (and my husband's support) that made it possible for me to do the hike.
Now, nine years later, I'm not only the creature and hiking writer known as Ramkitten but the Squidoo Lensmaster Ramkitten as well. **puffed up sniff** And this is my Squidoo lensography, a combination biography and catalog of my Squidoo lenses, which are basically articles that each focus, as would the lens of a camera, on a specific subject. Me, I write about my passions, my likes and even sometimes my dislikes, and just about anything else that piques my interest, tickles my funny bone, or ruffles my Ramkitten feathers. (Ramkittens are 1/100th bird, you know.)
Come to think of it, rather than simply categorize and catalog my lenses, I think I'll tell you a story first. Ready? Okay.....
Once Upon A Time....
....in a town far, far away from the land of Squidoo, (North Kingstown, Rhode Island, to be specific), there was born an angelic child name Debra Elaine Coles. That happened on March 28th, 1969.And while it was the event of the day--so said my parents--other things did take place in the world at the very same time. Can ya believe it?
So, what else DID happen on my birthday, you ask?
Why, I Just Happen To Have A Lens....
....on that very subject!

On The Day I Was Born: March 28, 1969
At 6:05 on the morning of Friday, March 28th, 1969, I made my very first appearance on the world stage. I was pink and wrinkly and probably not looking my best...
By the way....
....know who else was born on a March 28th, just 55 years earlier?

The Mystery of Everett Ruess (Solved?)
Artist and poet Everett Ruess was a wanderer, a loner, and a minimalist who was also a prolific letter-writer. Each time he'd set out to explore the wild...
Now Fast Forward 18 Years
From 1969 To 1987
K....
So at the age of 18, I was a Sophomore at the University of New Hampshire (studying Environmental Conservation, but that's kind of beside the point). It was there that I made one of the most important decisions of my college career: I joined the New Hampshire Outing Club.
As a member and eventually a trip-leader for the NHOC, I spent nearly every weekend in the nearby White Mountains, the Green Mountains of Vermont, and the Massachusetts Berkshires, hiking, camping and perfecting the art of the ol' sit-and-slide. (Never mind that last thing.)
It was on one of those weekend trips, as I was walking along above treeline on New Hampshire's Franconia Ridge, that my companion pointed at the trail we were on, following it with his finger off into the distance, and said, "If you keep going, you can hike all the way to Maine. And if you go the other way, you'll end up in Georgia." (Was he trying to get rid of me? I wondered.)
Well, I was floored. I never knew there was a trail that long!
"Has anyone ever hiked the whole thing?" I asked my friend.
"Oh, yeah," he replied, like it was nothin'. "That's called thru-hiking."
And I knew, then and there as I watched the storm clouds roll in, that, someday, I would be a thru-hiker too. Later that day, I learned that the trail we were on, while locally called the Old Bridal Path, was also one and the same footpath as the Appalachian Trail.
So I Added "Hike The A.T." To My List Of....
Outdoor Adventure Goals
I don't know about you, but I make lists. Lots of lists. Of course, there's the weekly grocery list and the never-ending "to do" list of chores...
Skipping Right Along To 1995.....
After graduating from college, I moved around a bit, to Maine then Florida, trying this career path and that--environmental educator, medical office worker, paralegal, etc.--but never really stumbling on anything that truly floated my professional boat. So I decided instead to follow my heart, and my heart led me to the North Rim of Grand Canyon, where I took a job for the snowed-in winter at the remote Kaibab Lodge. It was there that I met this nice, mustached man named Steve Lauman. --------------------------->Steve is truly the most wonderful, supportive, and down-to-earth person I've ever known. He's my best friend and number one fan, who loves me just as I am. I can't say enough good things about him. (Unless he's listening, that is. Then I keep to about one compliment a day.)
In 1998, then living in my native New England, Steve and I got married back in his home state of Arizona, then spent our honeymoon at the Canyon where we'd met.
The Grand Canyon has always been one of my favorite destinations. I was a guide there for a while and, now that we live back in Flagstaff, just an hour and a half away from the National Park, Steve and I hike there often.

Three of my favorite hikes are....
But Where Was I? Oh, 1998....
So, after our honeymoon backpacking in Grand Canyon, Steve and I returned to Kent, Connecticut, where we were living and working on Howland Homestead Farm, helping the owners with animal care, hay-making and upkeep of the property. We also grew a large vegetable garden and sold some of our bumper crop--beginners' luck, I guess--at the local farmers market and a self-serve vegetable stand.We learned a lot in those two seasons about running a market garden and how to sell our goodies.

And that's why I wrote this lens:
Our Next Adventure....
....began in September, 1998.
Which is what inspired me to write THIS lens:
From The Farm To The Trail
One of the great things about our caretaking situation on RamCat Farm was that it allowed both Steve and me the time to pursue other interests and goals. As long as the work got done and the animals were well cared for, the owners, who lived a couple of hours away in Pittsburgh, didn't mind what we did otherwise or whether or not one of us was off the property for an extended period.So, one winter day in 1999, as I was typing away in a long-distance hiker chat room, giving Steve a play-by-play of the online conversation, he said, "Hey, why don't you go for it? Hike the A.T. next spring. I can take care of the farm myself while you hike."
I remember my fingers freezing on the keys. In a split second, thru-hiking the Appalachian Trail went from dream to reality. I knew I'd be passing painted white blazes in less than six months. And the experience turned out to be everything I'd hoped it would be and more, which is why I write about, talk about, and think about the Appalachian Trail ad nauseum.
Like I've Done In......

And the other long trails of the world keep calling me, too. The fresh air. The sheer physical exertion. The camaraderie with others who walk with packs on their backs. Not to mention all that guilt-free eating!
So I'm constantly daydreaming about....
But, For Me....
one of the best things about hiking is the creative freedom.
Like what? Oh ... well, like these:
Anyhow, Moving Right Along To 2003....
So we made our next cross-country move in April, 2003, first to another caretaking position in the Bradshaw Mountains. Long story short, we ended that arrangement six months later, when a flash flood literally washed us out of our little casita one stormy night. Luckily, we made it to a hill with our two pets around our shoulders, but much of our belongings were ruined and our feeling of security in that remote location was wiped out, too. So on to Flagstaff, Steve's home town, we went.
In June, 2004, my mustached man and I bought our first home. It was a fixer-upper, for sure. Wanna see the before and after?
Sure! Right here....
I Love Living In Flagstaff

Northern Arizona has really grown on me and now feels like home.
Flagstaff is a great location too, surrounded by National Forest with hiking and wildlife, big and small, literally right out our front door.
Here, let me show you around a bit....
It Does Get Cold Here, Though
Which means we gotta have our warm and toasties, like these....

(Steve's a wonderful model, isn't he?)
Flagstaff Winter Temperatures....
....can get downright frigid
Oo, which reminds me; I wrote some lenses about my favorites....
Sometimes, Though, I Have To Go Out Even In A Blizzard
That is, when my SAR pager goes off.
In September, 2007, I became a volunteer member of the Coconino County, Arizona, Sheriff's Search and Rescue Team, and I can say without a doubt that it's the most worthwhile thing I've ever done. In fact, I enjoy it so much, I not only yack Steve's ears off about it, but I blog about it and create Squidoo lenses about it.
Wanna see? Here are some of them....
Participating in SAR....
These are some of the lenses I'm talking about:
One Of The Things I Love About SAR....
In May, 2009, I began training to become a member of our team's technical rescue unit. The series of courses for newbie techs like me is called the Rock Rescue Academy, held once every two years. I decided to document that experience in a series of lenses:
And Did I Mention I Love Outdoor Gear Too?
See....
And Speaking Of Gear....
But Before I Move On....
....to the next part of this story
I may be in Search & Rescue, often out in the woods and the desert and canyons, looking for the lost, and I may be good at keeping myself found, but I do have a knack for losing things. So from frequent personal experience, I thought I'd share some of my wisdom on....
So What Do I Do When I'm NOT Looking For My Cellphone...
...or lost people, or curled up with a good book or submarine movie?
Oh, good! I just happen to have a few lenses about that too, one about the fitness program, another about a Jazzercise nutrition program, and a third about a Jazzercise special event. They are....
Oh, And Before I Forget....
... I also occasionally mess around on Squidoo!
In Fact....
....I make lenses "just for fun" quite often.
Here are some of my random, "just cuz" lenses:
And When I'm Not Glued To The Computer....
Steve and I like to take a weekend road trip now and again.
We Also Love A Good Outdoor Vacation
But While We're Away
Enjoying our trips...
So, It's Now June, 2009, And We're Still In Flagstaff....
....but now we have a new home.
Ever heard of Lowell Observatory? It's the place where Pluto was discovered, among other notable celestial bodies and phenomena. Lowell is also now Steve's place of employment as the fourth instrument-maker in the Observatory's more than 100-year history, and our home as well.In 2007, we sold that first house of ours and, after renting for a while, were fortunate to be offered one of only seven employee houses up here on Mars Hill.
Here, let me tell you a bit about the place. And if you're ever in town, I hope you'll stop by.
So, As We Were Once Again Moving And Unpacking....
Wanna see some of those keepsakes and hear their stories? If so, check out....
And Do You Wanna See What Else Steve Recently Brought Home....
....to our house on the hill?
Ah, Well, That's Okay
He can keep his creaky rust-bucket.
Wanna try it? Here's my "how to make huevos" lens, along with instructions from making the dish right from the ground (and chicken) up....
Want To Know More About The Talented, Fuzzy-Faced One?
I made another lens about him....
Well, Folks, I Guess That's About It....
....for now.
This one, though, was one of the most enjoyable of all my lenses to create:
So, Do You Wanna See All Those Lenses Again?
I Also Made A Couple Of Niche Lensographies
For my Search & Rescue and hiking lenses
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casquid
Jan 6, 2012 @ 1:20 pm | delete
- Thank you for adding a comment on my bio page. I have, since added a gustbook link because of that. I am still new, and finding trouble with fixing those video links. Should I remove them? Let me know what you think (fun facts of 1948). Also, I am adding my lens to your birthday lense, as asked (I am honored).
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djroll
Dec 29, 2011 @ 3:50 pm | delete
- This lens was so enjoyable. Thank you for sharing this part of your life.
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Sunflower_Susan Nov 25, 2011 @ 6:53 am | delete
- I really like this idea. It's sort of a view of your garden where your lens ideas grow.
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SaintFrantic
Oct 7, 2011 @ 8:55 am | delete
- That's a lot of effort put into it.Thanks for sharing it
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Coe
Aug 24, 2011 @ 4:08 pm | delete
- Outstanding lensography!
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