25. November 2017 · Comments Off on Two Miles High · Categories: Places

The Crag Crest Trail, not particularly recommended by the Forest Service in winter but not forbidden, was mostly deserted and silent. Difficult footing, muddy and icy, including the trailhead lot. Would do again when dry or with more tractive footwear. I noticed pole holes in the snow and a footprint with some sort of spring arrangement across the sole.

Those petty gripes aside, what a beneficence to be out in the wild again. Rebooting and restorative and deeply needed.

16. October 2017 · Comments Off on The Goodbye Look · Categories: Places · Tags:

Stopped by for a drink. Taken while sitting on the floor behind a glass door 10 feet away.

Bobcat On Alert

As always, prints available. Other poses available, it drank for a surprisingly long time.

13. October 2017 · Comments Off on Splendor On The Grass · Categories: Places · Tags: ,

What does an etymologist call a voyeuristic entomologist? Grasshopperazzi?

03. October 2017 · Comments Off on Widehopper · Categories: Places · Tags:

With the most interesting swoopy aerodynamic enhancement on its back.

18. September 2017 · Comments Off on Splendor IS the Grass · Categories: Places · Tags: , ,

The larger of the two Phasmatodea hung out for days, apparently waiting at Cafe de la Screen Door for an assignation. They vanished after their vertical tryst.

The last photo is what it probably feels like when you don’t have a solid prenup.

15. March 2017 · Comments Off on Bee’s Knees Eased · Categories: Places · Tags: ,

These are the first result of what was originally an effort to prevent bees from drowning in a birdbath, which they were doing frequently. I placed some rocks of various thicknesses and slopes in the center so the bees would have easier access to water that the precipitous glazed sides of the birdbath, and also have something to grab if they did fall in. They drink about half the water out of the birdbath every day, so the water level drops. So far the rocks have worked very well.

28. January 2010 · Comments Off on The Property Hunt Chronicles, Part One · Categories: Places · Tags: , ,

I’ve decided to catch up on some older stories that got bypassed due to travel or work exigencies. For a while I was looking at various properties in the southwest with a view towards making a life there.

This one is about a set of adjoining properties near Douglas, Arizona. I was interested in possibly buying both, totaling about 80 acres, and went looking for property markers. Looking at the plat, one of the markers was clearly going to be near the top of a ridge, so I drove up to the base of it, near where the owner had a camper and storage container, and then hiked up the side of the hill likely to be the corner.

The evening before I had hiked up an unimproved road that borders the property to see if the marker was further east than I had projected, but I did not find it. Here’s a shot looking back south toward my car, mostly taken because I liked the thunderhead.

Next photo was taken during my return trip a few minutes before I passed a coyote going the other way. The coyote was very gracious and took the long way around me after appearing ahead out of the crepuscular light…

back road

Next morning I returned and started heading up the hill. From the first step it was all scree. The owners had built a pathway to where they planned to put a well, so there was a flat place to stop for a second, and then it became steeper, with the scree leaning more toward talus in some spots.

Even early in the day, it was already going on 100F, sun bright and hot, no shade. I was getting near the top when I noticed I was being “buzzed” by honeybees, usually means that I’m too close to a hive. Also it was likely that they were the “killer bees” given their behavior and my location. The important thing about these is that after the first one stings, they all sting (perhaps they should be called rugbees). So it’s helpful to avoid the first one. I located the hive by watching them after they buzzed me. They were living in this rock formation…

Cochise Beehive Rock

Thought about going the other way around, but there wasn’t one, just a sheer dropoff that I hadn’t realised I was close to until I looked that way…


Looking back down toward my car and the container…

Car Below

I dropped back down, went around and under the beehive rock, and up the hill on the west side, giving the bees plenty of room. When I got to the top I was relieved to have made it, but then found that nearly every kind of flying stinging insect in Arizona was making a home there, and none were acting particularly welcoming. I was being buzzed by wasps and other aerodynamically adroit little pests pretty fiercely. Some were merely gliding by to gauge my temperament, while others were actively escorting me. But I was up there, so I canvassed the whole peak quickly, which isn’t very large, and took a couple of shots before heading down.

Here’s a look north towards Castledome rock…

Northward Look toward CastleDome

And one south towards Douglas and Mexico…

south to douglas

I never did find that property marker, and found another property I liked more.

On the way back to the car I spotted a pollen-laden bee at work…


And the bone of some hapless ungulate trapped in the rocks…


On the way out I took a look back up the hill…


A fine outing in a lovely spot. More to come.