The Nettles Are Pushing Up.
I collected some stinging nettles down along Indian Creek today. Might try making some soup later. Still no sign of Verpa or morels yet. After I was done foraging, Mike and I went up the Oklahoma Road to see if there had been flooding where my snow camp...
“Snow” Camp 2022
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February Hike With Amy, Dave & Kel
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Throwback Thursday -Tipi Fiji Java
Thad and I decided to roll and smoke one last joint on the library lawn before going in. I don’t know why we thought that was a good idea; probably because we were stoned. We hadn’t quite finished smoking the doobie when we found ourselves surrounded by Hood...
Freight Sleds
Winter camping can mean carrying heavy backpacks in deep, slippery snow. Awkward at best. But if you can slide your loads across the snow what was a hindrance can become a help. Something as simple as a cheap, child's sled can make all the difference in the world....
Good Morning
4/18/26 7:00 38F (3.3C) Wisps of white clouds stretch across blue sky. No wind. Sprayers whine and orchard fans rumble in the distance. The sun climbs over Snakehead Ridge but hasn't quite lit the canyon floor. Good morning. ...
Good Morning
4/17/26 7:00 37F (2.7C) Calm and quiet. I slept late this morning, clinging to dreams which faded and disappeared as soon as I opened my eyes. Patches of white clouds decorate the blue sky. Birds trill sweetly. A dove coos. Squirrels chatter as...
Good Morning
4/16/26 6:00 34F (1C) Cold, partial clearing, no wind on the ground. The temperature has dropped. Orchard fans are thrumming. It rained all day yesterday and through a good deal of the night. There is snow on the hills up behind the house. We actually...
Good Morning
4/15/26 6:00 46F (7.7C) Cool, wet, and gray. A slight breeze wags the birch catkins and flutters the sodden ribbons at the tips of the lodgepoles. It is raining hard. I can barely hear the birds singing over the steady tattoo of raindrops. Perhaps it...
Good Morning
4/14/26 6:30 40F (4.4C) Uniform grey overcast, light breeze, dry for the moment. I slept in. It was already light when I opened my eyes. Walter got tired of waiting for me and licked my elbow until I got up and let him out. I tried hitting snooze, but...
Bannock – a traditional camp bread
I seldom measure. Sometimes that works out well for me; other times it works out better for my dogs. Be that as it may, in the spirit of dashes, dollops and three-fingered pinches, I offer you this recipe for bannock, a traditional camp bread made in a skillet....
