Archive for June, 2012
Since Wind Cave was such a hit, we decided to go see Jewel Cave as well. Jewel is the 2nd longest cave in the world.
Since the caves are so close together, people often wonder about the differences between Jewel Cave and Wind Cave. Wind Cave has the cool blow hole and seems more intimate – the passages are narrower and you seem more like you are in a cave. In Jewel Cave, the passageways are much larger, most of the hike is on aluminum walkways, so you feel more distant and it’s a bit noisier, but the formation are much more varied and interesting than in Wind Cave.
This is from of one of the “wet” rooms in Jewel Cave.
More funky formations.
Then it was off for lunch and a hike starting at Sylvan Lake. Let’s just say there was a great difference in attendance between visiting in March and the weekend before the 4th. So, off to the trails to leave all the people behind.
Here’s our designated vacationers – we are now on 17 straight years of summer vacation!
Linda on the “trail” up the mountain.
More “trail” up to the peak.
A look down the trail, from near the top.
Finally, nearing the top, the Cathedral Spires come into view.
In the distance is Harney Peak, the highest point in South Dakota, at 7242 feet. This photo also shows the extreme fire danger, her it looks like about more than half of the trees are dead. It won’t take much of a spark to light the place up. It’s easy to see why the fire danger is “explosive” now and even outdoor smoking and BBQ grills are prohibited.
I happened on one of the most intriguing creatures I’ve ever seen on this giant thistle blossom. It’s a Snowberry Clearwing Hummingbird Moth. It was as though some genetic engineers mixed up moth, bee, and hummingbird DNA and this was the result. It was only a bit smaller than a hummingbird, it flew like a hummingbird, but looked like a giant bee or a moth. It also had a very long proboscis.
Universally acclaimed as one of the best hikes of the trip was the Red Beds trail around Devil’s Tower, Wyoming.
Here’s a good-looking family in front of the exposed batholith.
This year’s vacation group shot, for the first time in about 15 years, not in Northern Minnesota.
The visitor center and parking lot were very crowded – so we took the road less traveled and instead of taking the 1 mile hike around the base, we took the longer three mile hike around the red beds trail.
The trail starts off in a pine forest – very welcome shade on a 97 degree day.
Eventually the trail opened up to some meadows.
There were wonderful vistas looking out over the Wyoming landscape and Belle Fourche river valley below.
At one point the trail dropped into the “desert” as the kids called the exposed red beds that is the trail’s namesake.
Up from the red beds, the trail traversed through an area that had been burned.
Martin taking a look at the imposing rock near the end of the trail.
A well-deserved break near the end of the trail.
I hadn’t noticed this strange object in the sky when I took this photo and didn’t see it until I arrived home!
All in all, the trail had great diversity of landforms, and on this trip we were the 1%. We only saw one other hiker on the trail. So we were in the 1% of people who left the visitor center!
We made the All-American visit to Mount Rushmore – almost like a constitutional requirement when visiting the Black Hills. But I sure wish someone would tell me if the cost of entering in a car is a tax or a penalty for not walking in by foot.
It is a nice public space, much like a monument in Washington DC.
You travel through stone pillars with flags from each of the states. There are usually four flags per pillar – if I had to be picky, I would have had each flag on its own pillar and make the walk longer.
The obligatory Rushmore replacement photo featuring Emma.
The same place as a toddler.
The obligatory photo featuring Martin!
Finally, the obligatory Rushmore ice cream.
The next visit was to Wind Cave, the 5th longest cave inthe world, named for the wind that blows through it. On the natural entrance – a hole only about as big as your head, the air is either blowing out or sucking in. This photo shows off the cave’s most prominent feature – boxwork.
More boxwork – this cave contains about 95% of the world’s known cave boxwork formation. It was nice to go underground for a bit to escape the heat.
Some more delicate cave features.
Here’s our home for the week – a cabin in a mountain valley tucked up in the Black Hills somewhere between Deadwood and Hill City.
The meadow in front of the cabin was appreciated as a buffer for possible fires that are in the area.
A view of the cabin from further away, showing the setting. We have used the web site VRBO (vacation rental by owner) many times now and have never been disappointed in the accommodations. There is enough room for two families to stay here and it is cheaper than two motel rooms – plus you get a full kitchen and all this space!
In the evening after the day’s activities are over, sitting on the front porch is a great way to pass the time. Even though it was toasty during the day, because the cabin was over 5,000 feet in elevation, it was in the 50′s at night – a welcome relief.
Here’s the great room in the cabin.
Family vacation is here! Family vacation is here! We’re on our way to experience the West. Our first stop is in Chamberlain South Dakota.
On the banks of the Missouri River, we stretch our legs after a long afternoon and early evening drive.
When heading west on I-90, I consider crossing the Missouri river to signify the beginning of the West. After crossing the river, farm fields are rare and open range becomes predominant.
As we no longer have 4-leggeds running around, our pasture is ready for other uses. A neighbor is gong to use it for hay and to graze horses.
The grass after getting cut with the sickle-bar mower.
There’s a few obstacles to get around, but it will at least yield a few bales.
With the continued onset of hot, dry weather, and much more ahead, it was time to augment soil moisture.
We filled a stock tank and dragged it around to give some plants a drink. We drained about 750 gallons from our wqter collecting tank.
The blackberries are vigourous this year, so they received some, in addition to the tomatoes and peppers.
A local music group is sponsoring a student summer music concert. Martin’s jazz band was invited to play.
Martin stood out in the band, because he forgot to tell us the dress code for the concert – black and white, while Martin showed up in shorts and a shirt!
Along with one other young woman from her school, Emma was selected to attend Girl’s State by Marshalltown Legion Auxiliary Unit #46. The unit pays for Emma’s week there and we thank them for the opportunity they gave Emma to help learn and practice government and leadership. Girls state is basically an election cycle in a week - girls run for office, discuss issues and pass legislation.
Emma deep in study as she readies to give a campaign speech or speak to legislative issues. Emma was elected to her city council and county board of supervisors.
Here’s Emma with some of her peeps for the week – some members of her town.
The inauguration features all the girls in a mass choral performance. Can you find Emma?
How about now?
The girls caused quite a spectacle when they crossed Lincoln Way in Ames on the way to the inauguration.
What seems like years ago, the leftovers of a pile of sand from some project was a favorite place for a toddler to play. Now, years later, the sandbox has made a comeback! It was renovated by digging up all the grass and weeds that had found a home there.
Here, the boys wait for the volcano and waterfall to fill the empty river channel and lake with water. Sand has been sculpted, the hose has been split into two and buried to provide the energy for the volcano and the waterfall.
Success! The waterfall and volcano have both done their jobs and the river and lake fill with water.
I still remember one day in the sandbox. I was kindergarten or younger and a friend and I decided to see why would happen if we kept shoving the hose down into the ground with the water running. It kept going down, further and further, we imaged the surprise the people in China would see when it went all through the earth. However we had the surprise when the water stopped coming up and the hose was stuck in the each – no amount of wiggling, water, and digging would free the hose. Dad wasn’t to happy losing a good portion of his hose and fitting!
First, from Ryan Adams’ new album, the opening lyrics to “Dirty Rain.”
Last time I was here it was raining,
It ain’t raining anymore,
Streets were drowning, the water’s laming
All the ruins washed ashore
Now I’m just looking through the rubble
Try to find out who we were
Last time I was here it was raining
It ain’t raining anymore
The previous two shots were the approach to the bridge at Jay Cooke, where we drove a couple weeks ago – ground level and aerial. This all hits pretty close to home, so to speak. We are fresh off a visit to many of the places that were hit, Duluth is my hometown, and I still have many friends and family in the area.
Here’s the town (Moose Lake) about 40 miles south of Duluth where I gassed up the camp 15 passenger van for canoe and bike trips.
The paddle and boat up to gas stations and ATMs never gets old!
Here’s a wonderful old, historic swinging bridge in Jay Cooke State park.
This link shows many photos of the bridge in calmer times.
Photo Credits (in order of appearance)
MN Dept of homeland security
Like many things this year, the garlic has matured weeks early. There has been a bit of buzz on some of the local farm listserves about a very poor garlic crop this year, with some reporting “wrinkly, soft garlic” or more culls than in 22 years of growing. That made us a bit concerned and motivated us to go check ours,
For the most part the crop at high hopes looks fine. About the only difference seemed to be the stalks seem a bit more thick than usual.
Here’s the yield from a 50 foot row, briefly drying before getting ushered off. Looks like about 130 plants per double row.
Here’s about half of this year’s crop, ready for transport in the cart.
For the last 16 months or so, Linda has been part of a search committee for a new minister – it was an involved process that meant meeting every Monday night, conducting congregational surveys, making a book of “about the church” and poring over applications, leaving town to interview and see the candidates on a neutral pulpit. Tonight marked the last meeting of the committee – a last meal together. Since Kent could only be there in spirit only, I thought it would be good to have a likeness of him present (note: this is my idea and Linda or the committee are in no way implicated).
Moving to Iowa from New Hampshire, Kent must be gently introduced to heat and humidity, and what better way to do that than commemorative Rev. Kent hand fans!
Finally, the faces behind the mask – the search committee together one last time.
This Sunday Linda was invited to present the Sunday service at the Iowa Lakes Unitarian Fellowship in Okoboji. Since there was no room at the inn, we were graciously hosted by a couple of members pictured below with Linda.
Bob worked for years with a company that I have patronized for as long as I can remember – Berkely – the fishing company that makes Trilene fishing line and other fishing-related baits and products. It was nice to get to know them.