Camping at Timothy Lake

After our adventures at June Lake, my friend and I decided to check out Mt. Hood, so we camped the next night at the North Arm campground of Timothy Lake. When we arrived, the campground manager looked at us sideways and said “How did you two find this place?”

“I googled campgrounds near Mt. Hood and this one looked good,” I responded simply.

“Uh huh,” he said, still looking at the two of us dubiously. Later that night, he stopped by our fire and said, “You two want some real wood for your fire?” (We had collected scrap wood from the forest to burn, but we had a roaring blaze going at this point.)

“No thanks!” I said, “We’re happy…we’ve camped a lot, thanks.”

“Uh huh,” he said, looking at my friend, “Hey, shouldn’t you at least be wearing a sweater?”

I could see her starting to steam, so I quickly stepped in and said, “We’re warm next to the fire, thanks!”

“Uh huh,” he said, and drove off in his little green golf cart.

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Our humble tent at Timothy Lake

As soon as he was gone, she starting fuming, “No one needs to tell me when to put on a sweater! I can tell when I’m cold!” I nodded sagely, wondering if he would have given us such a hard time about everything if we had been two males out in the world. She and I are actually veteran campers…both of us have camped our whole lives. Plus, we’re old friends and we’ve been camping together for almost ten years. So I agreed that it was a little weird that this campground manager felt the need to interject his opinion, especially when we hadn’t asked for it or expressed any lack of self confidence.

The next morning he said, “Bet you two were freezing last night, huh? It got down to 40.” (That’s 4C.)

“Nope,” I replied, “Actually, we were perfectly comfortable. I don’t think I even zipped up my sleeping bag.”

“Uh huh,” he said.

Needless to say, we only camped there one night.

 

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It’s my blogiversary!

I’ve been blogging for SIX years now, believe it or not! I can believe it because boy a lot has happened since I started this blog. I’ve been on six continents, gotten my PhD, lived in three states and two countries, run my first marathon and half-ironman, hiked a 14er, broken my shoulder, torn my Achilles tendon, biked 231 miles in two days from central PA to central NY

And my blog has been there through it all! Thanks especially to some long time readers, who I now consider old friends (you know who you are). I started this blog to relieve pressure on my friends, who have heard my many stories too many times, and it has always been a fun outlet for photographs, stories, poems, drawings, and sharing cool things I find on the internet.

To many more! I promise to continue to have adventures where I’m falling off of cliffs and getting chased by lions, and I hope you stick around to enjoy them. 😀

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Some patented SOIMF* silliness from the field…doesn’t it just look like the thistle is dipping this plantain flowerhead?? I spotted it in one of my research plots and had to take a photo.

*StandingOutInMyField

Take a hike! (With me?): Little Crater Lake

Okay, so everyone knows about THE Crater Lake, as in Crater Lake National Park. But have you heard of Little Crater Lake? I thought not! According to Wikipedia, geologists consider Little Crater Lake “an oddity”, because they don’t really know how it formed. Some geologic process formed a depression in the ground, which was filled by “Artesian spring water”*.

However it was made, it is beautiful, and a worthy little hike to do if you wake up early and want to explore before the world wakes up.

Little Crater Lake, OR
Little Crater Lake, OR
Little Crater Lake, OR
Little Crater Lake, OR
Little Crater Lake, OR
Little Crater Lake, OR
Little Crater Lake, OR
Little Crater Lake, OR
Little Crater Lake, OR
A narrow little boardwalk leads out to the lake
Little Crater Lake, OR
The most notable thing about this tiny lake is its colour…so blue!
Little Crater Lake, OR
And so clear!
Little Crater Lake, OR
And so deep!
Little Crater Lake, OR
You can see all the fallen trees in the lake all the way down. They look perfectly preserved.
Little Crater Lake, OR
Little Crater Lake, OR
A beautiful little lake as a nice reward for a short hike.
Little Crater Lake, OR

*Are they trying to sell it?

Some photos of Syrphid flies

I’m trying to learn to love these little syrphid flies…look, I’m the first to admit that I haven’t always been fond of syrphid flies, but since moving to Ireland, I’ve had to learn to love them…sometimes they’re the only pollinators out and about here!

Here are some common syrphid flies I’ve seen this summer…mostly on Cat’s Ears (Hypochaeris radicata).

I think these are Syrphus ribesii
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Syrphid Flies
Syrphid Flies
The eyes of the females do not touch, while the male eyes touch at the top of the head.
Syrphid Flies
They are kind of pretty…sometimes
Syrphid Flies
Syrphid Flies
Yummy pollen all over her face
Syrphid Flies
Syrphid Flies
Syrphid Flies
Fuzzy!

I think this is Platycheirus albimanus
Syrphid Flies
Syrphid Flies
I really like the colour on this one!
Syrphid Flies
Ireland is great for dramatic lighting
Syrphid Flies
Drinking nectar?
Syrphid Flies
On Phacelia tanacetifolia
Syrphid Flies

Feather grass

I just discovered this new species I’m calling feather grass…what an interesting seed dispersal strategy it has!
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Feather grass

 

WILL there really be a morning?

Is there such a thing as day?

Could I see it from the mountains

If I were as tall as they?

Has it feet like water-lilies?

Has it feathers like a bird?

Is it brought from famous countries

Of which I have never heard?

Oh, some scholar! Oh, some sailor!

Oh, some wise man from the skies!

Please to tell a little pilgrim

Where the place called morning lies!

– Emily Dickinson