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First Fall Foray

First Fall Foray

Summer 2020 in Oregon featured plague, drought, and catastrophic forest fires, but it had been raining hard the first few days of fall. Mike and I went up in the woods Friday to see if we could find any mushrooms. Walter Dawg and I arrived before Mike. Once parked, I...

Birthday Furlough Camp

Birthday Furlough Camp

  My corporate overlords asked for volunteers for a one-week furlough as part of their pandemic austerity measures. I was not sure I was in a better place financially to take the hit than they were, but I was certain I could put the time off to good use, so I...

Out in the Midday Sun

Out in the Midday Sun

The Gifford Pinchot National Forest is a magical place. Elk, deer, bears, and cougars wander through the tall trees and berry fields. Caves and outcroppings of weirdly contorted lava dot the landscape.                 During...

Good Morning

Good Morning

    5/30/26 6:30 47F (8.3C) Calm. Yesterday's winds have blown themselves out. A thin veil of white clouds is drawn across the blue sky like wrinkled cheesecloth. Terry and Dave loaded the tipi poles on the truck for me yesterday,  and I procured provisions....

Good Morning

Good Morning

    5/29/26 5:00 55F (12.7C) Blustery, cloudy and wet. Last night sundown turned an eerie shade of dirty yellow, the wind started to blow and the sky cracked open. Thunder and lightning exploded directly overhead and the rain came down in buckets. Dusk...

Good Morning

Good Morning

  5/28/26 5:45 54F (12.2C) No wind on the ground. Low, thin, gauzey clouds drift across the blue sky above. Sheila has not made an appearance this morning. I'm thinking her dunking yesterday has put her off of hot tubs. Or perhaps  she's gotten herself locked in...

Good Morning

Good Morning

    5/27/26 6:30 49F (9.4C) White clouds against a blue sky. No wind yet. An upright for my drying rack is sprouting new leaves. It may take root if I leave it be. The blackberries are beginning to flower; the nieghboring field is a thorny jungle, seven feet...

Good Morning

Good Morning

    5/26/26 6:30 47F (8.3C) The sun rises into clear,  blue sky without a hint of drama and no wind at all. Back from rendezvous,  I  need to unpack, get my gear cleaned and squared away, and then organize and repack for the next outing, less than a week...