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Summer Solstice Cookout
My wife was having her book club over to our house for dinner. It seemed prudent to retreat to the woods for the evening. My brother’s wife is a member of the book club, leaving Andy unsupervised. It didn’t take much coaxing to get him to join me. ...
Lost Creek Longhouse Chapter 3: Settling In
(click here for Chapter 2) It had been a warm, clear day when we started Saturday, but by mid afternoon the sky had gone slate-gray and opened up on us. We made camp in a torrential downpour. Mike had to leave before we were done setting up; Jason, Robert, and I...
Blast From the Past
Mike and Amy and I did a short wander in the Gifford Pinchot, hoping to find some boletes or some late season morels. Aside from a nice flush of Amanita, we got skunked. We swung by South Prairie, but Disappearing Lake has...
Lost Creek Longhouse Chapter 2: Setting Up
(click here to go to Chapter One) Our longhouse was essentially two tipis married with a ridgepole spanning the distance between them. Panels of canvas covered the center. This was the first time (and maybe the last) I attempted it. I brought thirty-two...
Lost Creek Longhouse Chapter 1: Getting There
Ultra-light camping is all well and good, but I had a somewhat different approach in mind for the expedition to Lost Creek. I wanted to build a longhouse. I wasn’t exactly sure how to put one together; I did know it would take all the canvas I had and a...
Good Morning
3/29/26 5:30 40F (4.4C) Cloudy and calm. It was quiet until the dog across the road started yapping. That set Walter off, which irritated the rooster. Once he had asserted his authority, Walter settled down and the rooster went back to sleep. A night...
Good Morning
3/28/26 5:45 37F (2.7C) Partially clear, no wind and no frost. Less noise and fewer stars than yesterday. ...
Good Morning
3/27/26 5:15 30F (-1C) The orchard fans are roaring, the night is black. Frost coats the earth. Overhead a Carl Sagan sky stretches to infinity, filled with stars. How many? Billions and billions. ...
Lodgepoles
Lodgepoles leaning on an oak one, more recently peeled, stands waiting bright and yellow against weathered, silver wood.
Good Morning
3/26/26 6:00 32F (0C) Cold, clear and calm. It was dark when I got up but dawn's light is rapidly leaking into the sky. An icy frost coats the morning. Orchard fans are thundering all around me. Now the birds have all decided to wake at once, competing...
