Saturday, May 16, 2009
Friday, May 15, 2009
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
morel season is here
It's been a slow year for morels, though this weeks rain should get a
few more out of the ground. I've found about 5 lbs so far.
Those three in the picture I left to grow a little more. They will be
huge by the end of the week.
Friday, March 13, 2009
Late Winter / Early Spring
As the last remnants of a late winter snow left and the sleds were put away for what was probably the last time, we are all ready for warm weather. Drew is practicing a lot with his bow, and he's getting pretty good.
Nick really enjoys skipping rocks at Daniels Dam, and we always have the place to ourselves before the first trout stocking of the year.
If I want one picture not doing this, I end up taking at least 5 that have some variation of this.
We've only had the bikes down to the river once so far this year, but what a beautiful trip it was. My new favorite picture ever.
Nick really enjoys skipping rocks at Daniels Dam, and we always have the place to ourselves before the first trout stocking of the year.
If I want one picture not doing this, I end up taking at least 5 that have some variation of this.
We've only had the bikes down to the river once so far this year, but what a beautiful trip it was. My new favorite picture ever.
Monday, February 2, 2009
Ice Ice Ice
Todays trip to snack rock took three times the normal number of steps. It was just Drew and I today, and he thought we could make it despite my warnings that it was going to be very slippery. Wow, was it ever slippery. There were maybe three inches of snow, then a solid half inch of ice on top that was almost impossible to break through. We slipped and slid and held hands most of the way to keep from falling over constantly. It was a challenge, but the snacks at snack rock tasted extra good.
Taking a break- walking on ice is very tiring.
Looks like a camera trap picture of some wild animal approaching the stream for a drink...
This is my favorite shot of the day. While I was messing around trying to get to a spot to take a couple pictures of snack rock Drew somehow made it across the stream without getting wet, which was a minor miracle. I still have no idea how he managed to do it. By the time I noticed he was even trying he had already crossed and plopped down on the ice to take a look around.
The snow and ice really isolated the senses. Normal winter forest smells of wet leaves and mold and rotten logs are suppressed. The normally loud stream was mostly underwater so all we could hear were the fastest bits. The sounds we could hear was a muted bubbling with a muffled echo- and the unusually loud chirping of birds.
After taking this picture I crossed the stream and we sat together for our snack of apple juice and a couple miniature Hershey's bars. Then we slipped and slid our way back to the truck. It was 24 degrees when we left the house, and only 26 when we got back home. We didn't mind the cold though, we were dressed for it and stayed plenty warm. Needless to say, we had the whole place to ourselves.
Taking a break- walking on ice is very tiring.
Looks like a camera trap picture of some wild animal approaching the stream for a drink...
This is my favorite shot of the day. While I was messing around trying to get to a spot to take a couple pictures of snack rock Drew somehow made it across the stream without getting wet, which was a minor miracle. I still have no idea how he managed to do it. By the time I noticed he was even trying he had already crossed and plopped down on the ice to take a look around.
The snow and ice really isolated the senses. Normal winter forest smells of wet leaves and mold and rotten logs are suppressed. The normally loud stream was mostly underwater so all we could hear were the fastest bits. The sounds we could hear was a muted bubbling with a muffled echo- and the unusually loud chirping of birds.
After taking this picture I crossed the stream and we sat together for our snack of apple juice and a couple miniature Hershey's bars. Then we slipped and slid our way back to the truck. It was 24 degrees when we left the house, and only 26 when we got back home. We didn't mind the cold though, we were dressed for it and stayed plenty warm. Needless to say, we had the whole place to ourselves.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
FROZEN
I've had a number of local 'old timers' tell me that back in the day when the river froze over lots of people used to go ice skating above Daniels Dam. For the first time in the 9 years I've lived close to the river, it's frozen solid. The ice is at least 6" thick, so thick that I could drive my truck across it without worry- but in this day and age people are too scared so we have the whole place to ourselves. The river here is so shallow that even if we broke through we could stand up.
The boys and I took down Drew's RC monster truck to the frozen river several times over the weekend. Wow was that fun!
So, so much fun. The only reason we eventually headed home was that the truck batteries died. So this is a first for both the boys and I. Frozen river playtime!
The boys and I took down Drew's RC monster truck to the frozen river several times over the weekend. Wow was that fun!
So, so much fun. The only reason we eventually headed home was that the truck batteries died. So this is a first for both the boys and I. Frozen river playtime!
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Sledding!
How can anyone live where it's flat, or where there is no snow? What kind of childhood wouldn't have sledding? Inconceivable!
Daddy- can I go down the slide? Instinct- No! Second thought- why not?
While we dislike the construction taking place across the street from our house, it sure is nice having a big open field for sledding.
Looking at our house. Sunset, snow, hot fire in the woodstove. That's living.
Daddy- can I go down the slide? Instinct- No! Second thought- why not?
While we dislike the construction taking place across the street from our house, it sure is nice having a big open field for sledding.
Looking at our house. Sunset, snow, hot fire in the woodstove. That's living.
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