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Spring Walk on Pen Bonc

Friday afternoon Kathryn and I took a hike around the 3 mile loop that we skied and snow shoed this winter. Needless to say things look different. The daffodils we planted just across the road are in full blossom and are scattered about the woods.

Back by cook out corner there are lots of purple trillium in bloom.

Parts of the ski trail were really wet. Especially so after the record thunderstorms we had earlier this week. We saw this Skunk Cabbage at the start of what is now a the Swamp of Many Flags.

We found these begonia looking plants in a bog near one of the deer stands. After further research we identified them as Marsh Marigolds. Related to Buttercups, but causing skin irritation when handled. We discovered that every part of the plant is strongly irritant, and cases are on record of serious effects produced by rashly experimenting with it.

 

Our Spring Yard

This weekend I dug up two clumps of rhubarb – one went to Linda Boucheron and one to George Mierek. So now we are down to 3 clumps of rhubarb. I plan to use the extra space for 25 more asparagus plants.

On Saturday I got our seedlings from Oneida County Soil and Water Conservation District. The 20 Blueberry bushes went in the yard and were mulched with pine needles to make the soil more acidic.

Most of the Douglas Fir seedlings went into the rough area near the silo. The rest went in along Kirkland Road and 6 along the SW corner of our yard.

Our early flowers are in full bloom daffodils in our yard.

Last fall we experimented with naturalization of daffodils in the woods. We planted ~50 bulbs in the south facing slope across the road from our house. They were hard to plant due to the tree roots. Surprisingly most all of them seemed to sprout and some are starting to blossum already.

Jockeybush Lake

We were looking to get in a quick overnight trip before black fly season.  Looking at the weather report for the weekend, things didn’t look very promising, with high winds, rain and freezing temperatures forecast for the weekend.  So Skip and Jim decided on a short Friday night overnight trip with plans to extract before the bad weather arrived mid-day on Saturday.

Jockeybush Lake is a 1.1 mile hike up a 200′ grade with two small stream crossings.   Access to the trail head  begins across from Lake Alma on Route 10 with parking is adjacent to yellow and brown trail sign. The trail follows a stream that flows from the Jockeybush Lake into West Sacandaga River.

A beautiful rocky stream with several small waterfalls comes down from the right about halfway to the lake.

Since we were only staying overnight we packed light and decided to hike sans snowshoes.  At the beginning of the trail we found compressed snow left from previous snowshoe hikers.

I packed in a pair of waterproof, 20″ NEOS Trekkers which I proposed to use for the stream crossing.  The overboots were just a little small to fit over my hiking boots however, after an initial use Skip found he could easily slip them over his boots.

As we gained some elevation there was more snow cover.  Hiking involved trying to stay on the packed trail or risk a quick post hole.  Although we didn’t need snowshoes the lack of gaiters meant our boots filled with snow overflow and soaked our socks.

The south east end of the lake has a beaver dam across it, allowing one to cross to an area of large, flat rocks. The view of the lake from this spot is wonderful, however we found it occupied by a couple and being buffeted by winds sweeping down the lake. We followed an unmarked, but easy to follow trail around the north shore of the lake to a location where large granite ledges provided a scenic view.

While Jockeybush Lake was covered by ice it was slowly melting back from the shoreline.

We utilized a fire ring near the shore for cooking our brats, but set up our tarp on an open area back in the woods.  We lowered the windward sides as much as possible. Despite 20 mph wind gusts during the night the shelter stayed intact and upright.

During the evening we heard a horned owl from across the lake, but otherwise slept great.

The next morning we discovered the fuel canister that Skip had packed for heating our water was empty.  So we had water and granola bars for breakfast and hiked out.  The hike out was easier and quicker due to the snow setting up in the cold temperatures overnight.

Eric’s Jazz Concert and Car Fire

Eric’s 2nd grade class held a Spring jazz concert along with the 4th grade. They sang two songs and then combined with the 4th grade on a grande finale. The concert was well done and short.

After we got settled in from the concert we heard a car horn and saw an orange glow. Kathryn looked out the window and saw a car on fire. She called 911 while I got dressed and ran out to see if there was anyone left in the car. The flames were 12′ high when I tried to approach the car. There were mini-explosions as glass, containers and the tires exploded from the heat. The Floyd and Holland Patent fire departments arrived shortly.

Unfortunately the gas tank ruptured and the water being used by the HP truck merely spread the gas and fire into the adjoining field. Fortunately a unit arrived from Floyd with foam which doused the gasoline fire but remained for a long time afterwards. The car was a 2003 BMW with 103,000 miles being driven by a young man.

The next day the evidence of the fire and the foam still remained.

An Entirely Synthetic Fish

Last night we went to Hamilton College to hear Anders Halverson the author of An Entirely Synthetic Fish: How Rainbow Trout Beguiled America and Overran the World discuss his book.  It was enlightening.  Who knew that Rainbow Trout had such a limited native range and were so heavily promoted.

Suppose that, more than a century ago, U.S. government officials became concerned democracy itself was at risk because men seemed to be less virile. And to reverse this trend they decided to populate streams, rivers, and lakes with “an entirely ‘synthetic’ fish”—quarry with which Americans could rediscover their abilities to capture and kill animals. And suppose that, up to the present, these creatures were still being produced and distributed on a massive scale, sometimes even being trained like gladiators and pumped full of the same supplements as the best human athletes so that they would provide a better fight.

Such is the true story of the rainbow trout. Sometimes vilified for their devastating effects on the native fauna, sometimes glorified as the preeminent sport fish, the rainbow trout is the repository of more than a century of America’s often contradictory philosophies about the natural world. Exhaustively researched and grippingly rendered by award-winning journalist, aquatic ecologist, and lifelong fisherman Anders Halverson, this book chronicles the discovery of rainbow trout, their artificial propagation and distribution, and why they are being eradicated in some waters yet are still the most commonly stocked fish in the United States.

Weekend Report

Although I wasn’t at work on Friday I spent a lot of time answering data call issues over the potential government shut down.  Fortunately by Saturday there was resolution of the issue.

Eric’s pal Jack got off the bus with him on Friday after school.  We invited his parents over for dinner and had a nice chat.

Saturday we continued raking gravel off the lawn.  I planted peas and started my fishworm collection.  I trimmed my old grape arbor and took down the wire in preparation for moving the grape vines.  Kathryn & I performed trail maintenance across the road.  Several large limbs/trees had fallen during the winter and they required chainsaw surgery.  Eric and Harrison wanted to play “Mantracker” but took off so fast and went so far they were never challenged.

We discovered the red tail hawks have a nest in a tall fir tree directly across from our house.  It has been interesting watching them come and go.

Sunday Eric had Trevor over for the day.  Kathryn and I trimmed trees around the hayfield, including a couple that had fallen out into the field.  Eric and Trevor dug up “useful stuff” out of the garbage dump along the stream.  We also moved the basketball hoop and set it up in the driveway for games.  It got used for games and H.O.R.S.E.

STOMP

We met Helmers at the 5 Guys Hamburger joint prior to going to see STOMP at the Stanley Theater.  I think Eric really enjoyed STOMP.  I showed him a YouTube clip on Monday night.  On Tuesday he found and displayed a 2nd clip for Kaitlyn when she came to sit and we played volleyball.  They did a great 90 minute show and we had great seats in the 1st row of the balcony.

April Fools Dinner 2011

Last night Eric told me I didn’t have to put toothpaste on my brush this morning. He would do me a favor and do it for me. On 1 April? I am not too suspicious. 😉

I started the day by papering Eric’s bedroom door.  He was glad that he got pranked.

We held our standard April Fools Day Dinner:  crazy clothing, eating courses in reverse order, using bowls and kitchen utensils to slurp puddings and spaghetti.  Everyone was a good sport about participating.

Where I Slept Last Night

After my aborted winter camping trip to Gull Lake I wanted an opportunity to use the Eureka Kaycee 0 degree sleeping bag that had been provided to me.  So Monday night while Eric and Kathryn were at piano lessons and swimming I packed up my gear and hiked into the woods across the road to find a campsite and stay overnight.

I took my book and cell phone.  I didn’t read, but I had a lengthy conversation with Barbara.

I was hopeful of a good night’s sleep as I turned in at 8:30pm.  It was peaceful laying out and listening to the sounds of Canada Geese settling down near my neighbors pond.  Unfortunately, I dozed fitfully as my other neighbor had a dog that barked until 1:30am.

Temperatures dipped into the upper teens during the night.  Overall the sleeping bag test went well – except the sleeping bag got a little chilly.  I had to pull my down vest into the bag for additional insulation.

The next morning I awoke at 6:30, packed up my gear, hiked back to the house, showered and went to work.  It was kind of neat sleeping outside during a week night.  I will likely try to do it again some night this summer.

Gull Pond

Earlier in winter I had been contacted by Ed’s Wilderness Systems to use and review one of his pulks for winter camping. At the beginning of March I was contacted by a representative of Eureka! offering a winter camping sleeping bag for review.

Over the winter I did a lot of snowshoeing but few overnight trips. The weekend of 26 March (right after our return from St John) was a last opportunity to go winter camping with significant snow cover. Skip and I decided to hike into to Gull Pond for an overnight on Saturday. It was my opportunity to pull the pulk and use the sleeping bag.

We had a 2.5 mile trip hike into the Gull Lake lean-to. The 1st portion followed a mostly level road bed used by snowmobilers with compacted snow. We passed tracks left by an otter. Otters often travel overland far from water, but in this case a small stream is visible in the background. The snow clearly shows prints that are ~3″ long with five toes on the front feet and five toes on the hind feet.

When sliding the otter will either coast on its belly with forefeet held along its sides and rear feet held out behind or, as in this case, get a ‘running start’ and slide on its belly across the snow and then continue by pushing itself to reach the end of a slide. Alongside the slide you can see troughs in the snow made by the otter pushing its self with their feet tucked under their bodies. Also in distance so you can see tracks mixed in with the slide.

The range of a typical river otter is fairly large, roughly 10 square miles, with most of that area is within a short distance from a river, lake, or pond.

The 2nd portion of the trail involved ~160’ elevation gain up a rough and eroded trail. This was more akin to bushwhacking as we avoided the gullies formed by erosion and weaved around the trees adjoining the trail. The snow was hard and crusty and initially I was apprehensive about the sled slipping sideways. However, slipping was rarely an issue. The sled tracked straight and the few times that it was unavoidable to traverse a side hill it was not difficult to keep forward motion with the sled.

The difficulty was in going uphill. The combination of a heavily loaded sled (64 lbs) and the hard packed crust made it real work to dig in the crampons on the snowshoes, lean forward and pull. It felt like I was using different leg muscles (calves and sides of my thighs) than I would normally use hiking.

We reached the Gull Lake lean-to and found 3 guys and a German Shepard. They had been there since Thursday and had bountiful gear occupying the space. We took a short rest and considered our options. We could share the crowded lean-to or try and find a place to bivouac or try to hike back out. Counting on staying at the lean-to we did not pack a tent or tarp which made the bivouac not all that attractive. We decided to hike back out. I gulped down 32 oz of water and dumped some of the water I had packed in, to help lighten the load.

We ventured out at 6:30. The snow was so hard packed that we decided to hike out without our snowshoes. It was a quick and easy hike back down to the snowmobile trail and made it back to the cars a little before 8pm as the light was fading.

We stopped off at the Tavern on the Green in Prospect for a beer and wings and watched the NCAA Quarter Finals.

There is a lengthy review of the EWS Snow Clipper pulk on WinterCampers.com.