I finally got a photo of the cottontail rabbit in our little patch of grass. I think this is the same rabbit wat that was in the other photo when it was hiding in the sand. I frequently see it eating grass but usually it hops away to go under the hay shed where I can't see it. It knows where it is safe. The grassy spot is right beside the hay shed. I think this may be a female rabbit as we always have a female that has her babies under the shed each summer. It couldn't have been the same rabbit all these years but I would think it might be a daughter or granddaughter. What I would really like to get is a photo of a rabbit eating hay with one of the horses. Again I see them doing it but I'm never close enought to get a photo or just don't have the camera with me.
Sometimes the world tries to knock it out of you, but I believe in music the way that some people believe in fairy tales .------ 《August Rush》
Friday, January 30, 2015
Cottontail Rabbit
I finally got a photo of the cottontail rabbit in our little patch of grass. I think this is the same rabbit wat that was in the other photo when it was hiding in the sand. I frequently see it eating grass but usually it hops away to go under the hay shed where I can't see it. It knows where it is safe. The grassy spot is right beside the hay shed. I think this may be a female rabbit as we always have a female that has her babies under the shed each summer. It couldn't have been the same rabbit all these years but I would think it might be a daughter or granddaughter. What I would really like to get is a photo of a rabbit eating hay with one of the horses. Again I see them doing it but I'm never close enought to get a photo or just don't have the camera with me.
Wednesday, January 28, 2015
Seach and Rescue (SAR) callouts
So the park has been open for 15 days and the problems are already starting to roll in for hikers and climbers. I've my fingers crossed that there will be NO serious accidents this summer (like last year), but the callout trend remains alarming. Over the past week, we've had 3 missions launched because of overdue parties. Thankfully, no one was hurt.One instance involved two reportedly overdue climbers (i.e. example of what not to do) and it required park rangers to respond last Tuesday. It all started as a miscommunication between family members (i.e. parent and climber). The parents thought that the climbers would be home on Sunday night, the climbers planned for Wednesday. This discrepancy led to a 911 call late Monday night and a search that involved two helicopters (one military Chinook) and numerous NPS personnel...
The primary issue was that the two climbers did not register. If they had, there would have been no search, but since the team was reported overdue by 24 hours, something needed to be done. As it turns out, the climbers were prepared to spend the extra time and they did summit too, but one father didn't know those plans and neither did we. The moral of the story, register, OR face the US magistrate to explain why you didn't.
On the brighter side of the things, our friend and former climbing ranger Mimi Allin (goes by AKA Allin too) is getting gobs and gobs of media attention again. Being the POET of Green Lake obviously carries a fair amount of clout in Seattle. KING 5 Evening Magazine visited her recently, and if you live in Seattle, maybe you should too. Hint hint, nudge, nudge...
In other good news, the Glacier Basin Trail is looking better now that the rangers flagged it extensively. Recent rangerly type activities also included helicopter training. In these David Gottlieb images, a Chinook is inserting personnel at Camp Schurman. Every year, the pilots and rangers need to be recertified in hoist operations. Over at Camp Muir, the guide services are setting up weatherports on the Cowlitz Glacier while most climbing teams are ascending the Ingraham Glacier. Everyone is looking forward to Memorial Day weekend. Now the big question, what will the weather bring??
Tuesday, January 27, 2015
Peppermint Candy!
After all that brushing and play all the horses got peppermint candy which they dearly love. (most horses love peppermint, along with carrots, and horse cookies) followed by an afternoon snack of hay. (Of course their not spoiled!)
Saturday, January 24, 2015
More South Carolina From My Window





I loved this practical use of space. It is the Town Hall, Police Department and Fire Department all in one!
Lucky
Overheard while doing errands in a local suburb:
Woman Walking Out of a Gym: Oh, what a nice bike!
Woman on a Roadbike: Thank you.
Gym Woman: How lucky you are to have time to bike. I wish I could, but after work and cooking dinner I'm just exhausted.
Bike Woman: Oh I'm sorry. But it's nice that you get to go to the gym, isn't it?
Gym Woman:Sure. But, you know, I have to. It's such hard work!
Bike Woman:How often do you go?
Gym Woman: Hmm... Four days a week I guess?
Bike Woman: Oh wow. And how long is your work-out?
Gym Woman: Usually an hour. Sometimes the pilates class is an hour and fifteen minutes.
Bike Woman:That's impressive. And how long does it take you to get there and back?
Gym Woman:What? Oh, I don't know. Let's see... maybe 20 minutes in the car?
Bike Woman: Each way?
Gym Woman: Yeah, I guess so.
Bike Woman:Well you know, my bike rides are only 2 hours long - you can ride a bike instead of going to the gym if you want and it would be the same.
Gym Woman (giggles nervously): Really? No, that can't be right. I'm only at the gym for an hour. Plus I haveto work out or else I gain weight like crazy... You're lucky you're so thin...
It's hard not to feel defensive when receiving backhanded compliments about how "lucky" we are to have all this supposed free time to ride a bike. I've gotten plenty of comments like this. But I have never, not once, heard the same reasoning applied to people who go to the gym on a daily basis. After all, the gym is "hard work" and going shows that the person is disciplined and responsible about staying fit. Cycling on the other hand, apparently shows that we have too much leisure time. It is not logical, and it is not "fair," but the perception is nonetheless there, and I think it goes a long way toward explaining why non-cyclists dislike cyclists - roadcyclists in particular. Lucky us indeed.
Friday, January 23, 2015
The Keweenaw Peninsula :: Fort Wilkins
Sunday, August 7th - - It was an extremely cloudy and overcast day on Saturday with a forecast of rain in the afternoon. The rain didn't materialize until Sunday morning but I spent a leisurely day Saturday getting caught up with everyday tasks – grocery shopping, laundry, etc. And, of course, working on the computer and writing blog posts. You not only learn to take advantage of the “good” days (the pretty ones with blue skies and sunshine) but also the “bad” days that are somewhat dreary and sometimes a little depressing.
Sunday morning I headed northwest, catching US 41 and following it all the way to the tip of the Keweenaw Peninsula and stopped at Fort Wilkins Historic State Park for the night. The further north I drove, the nicer the weather got. The rain stopped and the sun came out. Blue skies returned.
In the 1840s when the copper rush took place the US Government built Fort Wilkins due to a concern with possible disorder and violence amongst the miners and local natives. The Army built 27 structures, including a guardhouse, powder magazine, seven officer's quarters, two barracks, two mess halls, a hospital, storehouse, sutler's store, quartermaster's store, bakery, blacksmith's shop, carpenter's shop, icehouse, four quarters for married enlisted men, stables, and a slaughter house – all to house the operations of two full-strength infantry companies. Several of the original structures still survive while others have been reconstructed following archaeological excavations.
It was an interesting self-guided tour. Apparently they have costumed interpreters on-site during some periods of the summer, but not while I was there! However, there are plenty of informative displays all around that provide a good deal of information.

The Officer's Quarters and another building reflected in the old glass windows of another building.

I thought it was interesting that the four buildings housing the married enlisted men and their families were outside the gates of the fort!

One of the other things that I thought was really interesting is that they displayed copies of original documents – some census records, muster rolls, etc. and they have documented the lives of most of the men who served at Fort Wilkins!
This graphic, with reflections abounding, tells the tale of the soldiers stationed at Fort Wilkins. Wouldn't it be neat if one of your ancestors had served there?
In total, two hundred seventy-one enlisted men served at Fort Wilkins between 1844 and 1870. Records for all but ten have been found. What became of these soldiers after they left here?
More photos of Fort Wilkins via Google Images.
Sunday morning I headed northwest, catching US 41 and following it all the way to the tip of the Keweenaw Peninsula and stopped at Fort Wilkins Historic State Park for the night. The further north I drove, the nicer the weather got. The rain stopped and the sun came out. Blue skies returned.
In the 1840s when the copper rush took place the US Government built Fort Wilkins due to a concern with possible disorder and violence amongst the miners and local natives. The Army built 27 structures, including a guardhouse, powder magazine, seven officer's quarters, two barracks, two mess halls, a hospital, storehouse, sutler's store, quartermaster's store, bakery, blacksmith's shop, carpenter's shop, icehouse, four quarters for married enlisted men, stables, and a slaughter house – all to house the operations of two full-strength infantry companies. Several of the original structures still survive while others have been reconstructed following archaeological excavations.
It was an interesting self-guided tour. Apparently they have costumed interpreters on-site during some periods of the summer, but not while I was there! However, there are plenty of informative displays all around that provide a good deal of information.

The Officer's Quarters and another building reflected in the old glass windows of another building.

I thought it was interesting that the four buildings housing the married enlisted men and their families were outside the gates of the fort!

One of the other things that I thought was really interesting is that they displayed copies of original documents – some census records, muster rolls, etc. and they have documented the lives of most of the men who served at Fort Wilkins!
This graphic, with reflections abounding, tells the tale of the soldiers stationed at Fort Wilkins. Wouldn't it be neat if one of your ancestors had served there?
In total, two hundred seventy-one enlisted men served at Fort Wilkins between 1844 and 1870. Records for all but ten have been found. What became of these soldiers after they left here?
- One of every twelve died in the army – half of them from natural causes.
- One of every ten serving here in the 1840s was a battlefield casualty in the Mexican War.
- One of every nine enlisted men to serve here left the army by desertion.
- Less than 4% (one of every twenty-six) re-enlisted.
More photos of Fort Wilkins via Google Images.
Thursday, January 22, 2015
Attention lovers
I keep hearing about how stand-offish cats are and wonder where people get that idea. Mine always want attention. They want to be petted, loved, and fed. They want to sit in my lap and reward me by purring and helping to keep me warm. Each and everyone of our cats has had a very different personallity. Some want a bit more attention than others. Some try to get into more trouble than others. Some are more adventurous than others. Some want one kind of food, others won't touch that kind and want a different food. Murphy is a great mouser, so is K.C. but Jade would rather be in the house in my lap. But if Murphy sees me when he is outside then he is under my feet begging to be petted as in this photo. Cats have always been known for helping people type. First on old fashioned manuel typewriters and now on computer keyboards and laptops. Sometimes it make you wonder if a cat didn't find a way to encourage people to make typewriters and keyboards simply for their amusement.Cat also have a love of laying on papers on desks, especially if you are reading or trying to sort them. Any time I am reading a book or newspaper one of my cats will be trying to read with me. Hummm---- I wonder if cats are able to read. The next thing I know a cat will be writing a bog.
Wednesday, January 21, 2015
Broughton - Gt Cransley - Thorpe Malsor - Loddington - Gt Cransley - Broughton
This walk was led by me, with Barry, Gordon, Eddie. Garmin has trace from last Friday in Oakham, so distance probably about 9 miles - to 9.5. Started around 9.30 am. Almost same as walk on 9 August . Lovely weather, dry fine, sunny.
With thanks to the Broughton Bystander.
We took almost the same route as on this walk on August 9 . We began from the Red Lion pub, walked down Church Street to Broughton church, with its red clock face, and flower meadow. Then we took the footpath opposite alongside some houses, and passed a children's playground. At Cox's Lane we turned left, making for the road to Great Cransley which we followed underneath the A43, downhill then up into Great Cransley.
We walked through the village, ignoring the church this time, and taking the second footpath which leaves on the right hand side, between houses. It goes over a stile, then across a field full of sheep to Northfield Road, at the opposite corner. There's a certain amount of road walking, past White Hill Lodge and round a right hand bend. At this point Cransley Reservoir came into view, below us on the left.
At the end of a field on our left we had a choice of paths, and chose the clear second one to the left, diagonally across a field downhill to a patch of woodland. Once in the woodland we turned left once more to reach the sailing cub and the walk along the reservoir dam.



After the water we turned left then right making our way up the hill until we reached a right turn as the path met a farm track which went past a wood and into Thorpe Malsor. We were lucky to see the person who keeps the church keys, and were able to see the restored organ and splendid interior.
We turned left along the street out of the village, then left at the Loddington Road. We walked about a mile along the narrow footpath beside this road - not a very busy one, until we reached Loddington. The village sign was erected in 2001, and is made of ironstone and steel representing local industries.
We saw the church on our left, but didn't visit. Instead we headed for the cricket field and took advantage of its benches to have a break in the warm sunshine.

From here we took Mawsley Lane, and followed this as the tarmac turns to grass, and the path hugs the field edges on our left. Eventually, just before the ground rises we reached a double farm gate directly in front of us, and a wooden gate to the left. Here we turned to the left towards Mawsley Lodge.
The path goes west then northwest around Mawsley Lodge, then joins the route of a dismantled railway, through some woodland, and over a bridge, until it turns right towards Cransley Wood. The path goes through the wood and meets a road on the far side, which leads into Great Cransley. We walked along to the end of Church Lane, and turned right at Broughton Hill, following the route back to Broughton.
And somewhere along the way we met a couple of llamas. Here's one of them:

Another garmin glitch here - the first part of this route is the mile I walked round Oakham last week, and a straight line from there to Broughton.
With thanks to the Broughton Bystander.
We took almost the same route as on this walk on August 9 . We began from the Red Lion pub, walked down Church Street to Broughton church, with its red clock face, and flower meadow. Then we took the footpath opposite alongside some houses, and passed a children's playground. At Cox's Lane we turned left, making for the road to Great Cransley which we followed underneath the A43, downhill then up into Great Cransley.
We walked through the village, ignoring the church this time, and taking the second footpath which leaves on the right hand side, between houses. It goes over a stile, then across a field full of sheep to Northfield Road, at the opposite corner. There's a certain amount of road walking, past White Hill Lodge and round a right hand bend. At this point Cransley Reservoir came into view, below us on the left.
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| Cransley reservoir jewel blue beyond the ploughed field. |
At the end of a field on our left we had a choice of paths, and chose the clear second one to the left, diagonally across a field downhill to a patch of woodland. Once in the woodland we turned left once more to reach the sailing cub and the walk along the reservoir dam.



After the water we turned left then right making our way up the hill until we reached a right turn as the path met a farm track which went past a wood and into Thorpe Malsor. We were lucky to see the person who keeps the church keys, and were able to see the restored organ and splendid interior.
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| All Saints, Thorpe Malsor |
We turned left along the street out of the village, then left at the Loddington Road. We walked about a mile along the narrow footpath beside this road - not a very busy one, until we reached Loddington. The village sign was erected in 2001, and is made of ironstone and steel representing local industries.
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| The sun rising over the third millenium, with St Leonards Church |
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| Three of us |
We saw the church on our left, but didn't visit. Instead we headed for the cricket field and took advantage of its benches to have a break in the warm sunshine.

From here we took Mawsley Lane, and followed this as the tarmac turns to grass, and the path hugs the field edges on our left. Eventually, just before the ground rises we reached a double farm gate directly in front of us, and a wooden gate to the left. Here we turned to the left towards Mawsley Lodge.
The path goes west then northwest around Mawsley Lodge, then joins the route of a dismantled railway, through some woodland, and over a bridge, until it turns right towards Cransley Wood. The path goes through the wood and meets a road on the far side, which leads into Great Cransley. We walked along to the end of Church Lane, and turned right at Broughton Hill, following the route back to Broughton.
And somewhere along the way we met a couple of llamas. Here's one of them:

Another garmin glitch here - the first part of this route is the mile I walked round Oakham last week, and a straight line from there to Broughton.
Tuesday, January 20, 2015
First Light, Foggy Morning - Pigeon River Valley

The fog this morning was incredible. Unfortunately I did not make it out to take any pictures of the fog at sunrise. So, it made me go back to some photos from a foggy morning in July that I never posted. This photo was made after a night of photographing the northern lights along the Arrowhead Trail in northeast Minnesota. As I drove home via the backroads I noticed that there was quite a bit of fog in the Pigeon River valley below me. I pulled over at the Pigeon River Helipad Overlook along Otter Lake Road and waited for the sun to come up. I knew that once the sunlight started to hit the fog it would be an incredible view. Sure enough, as the fog started to glow from the light of the rising sun I was awestruck by the beauty and depth of the scene laid out before me.
Heatwave Climbing
Under bright sunny skies, the newly remodeled Paradise Inn reopened without a hitch (TNT) last Friday. The only complaint that I heard was that somehow, they forgot to reinstall the historically significant "Glacier Lounge". What, no bar?! Other than that, the new floors look pretty darn good and everyone was happy.
Monday, January 19, 2015
Another Fun Night with Rich and Donna

It has been so great to have friends here at The Villages. It has given me someone to do things with during the day while Nathan works and it has also given us a fun couple to do things together with when Nathan is not working.
Tonight is a great example of that. First we went out to eat at Olive Garden tonight, enjoying their 2 for $25 special. Afterwards Rich and Donna invited us to their place this time, and Donna spoiled us with pumpkin cheesecake for desert. It was delicious!

I think we might have found a game that Rich enjoys, or at least tolerates for the rest of our sake. Nathan is hoping we will move to Rook shortly because that is his favorite card game. In the meantime, I am enjoying a game that I sometimes have a shot at winning.
Duddington - Tixover - Wakerley and back
Just over 6 miles. Straight through Duddington to Tixover and along the path (Rutland Round mainly). I turned back when it met the road from Wakerley. Very windy, but mostly sunny.
I didn't visit Tixover church on this occasion.
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| Duddington church |
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| This also marks the boundary between Northants and Rutland - in the middle of the bridge over the Welland |
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| Looking down at the river Welland, just after walking through Welland Spinney |
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| The view of Wakerley church and the house that was once Wakerley station |
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| Tixover Church |
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Sheep's wool caught on barbed wire A family of swans paddling in the Welland
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Saturday, January 17, 2015
Chuck Norris and the Mortal, M8r/x, WI7 90m. aka "Chucky"

"Chucky"
Y'all be careful out there!
Banks Lake, Mile Marker 11.2

FA "Chuck Norris & the Mortal"
A2, M8 WI7, 2P, 90m.
Craig Pope, Scott Coldiron, Jan. 31,
Second ascent and
FFA "Chuck Norris & the Mortal", AKA "Chucky"
M8 r/x WI7, 2P, 90m.
Craig Pope, Jess Roskelley, Feb, 2,
Rack:
Small set of nuts
C3's
MasterCams
knifeblades
BD Peckers
BD Specter
Stubbies

Steep intro moves to p1

P1 ice was de-laminated to the point of rock pro only. Slung a gas pocket.
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Shakin off the cold...

Bottom pitch with 2nd Looming above

More detail of the crazy

Top of 2nd p crux - PUMP!

Delicately sneaking up...

First "rest..."

Sizing up the never ending madness!

Snapping a quick shot - cause I HAD too!! 30 ft out from a BD 000 C3 equalized with
a #1 knifeblade...so wild, even after I cleared a ton if ice...

Peaking out of the hole I carved out of a curtain...SUPER bummed about the fog...

Throwing up a hell yeah before dancing up the last 60 ft.

Looking down into space from the final belay...
http://player.vimeo.com/video/59181866"
editor's note:
Really fun for me to add one of the best mixed climbs I have seen locally and a BIG Congratulations!... to Craig, Jess and Scott for getting it done!
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