Explore and return

Today I drove up to Canby to take down my show at the Canby Library. While one painting sold (YES!), the others had to return home. They have not yet found their place in the world.

On the way up, I decided to do something I have wanted to do for a long time; I explored Champoeg State Park. I have driver by Champoeg hundreds, if not thousands, of times as I have driven around, but I’ve never taken the time to stop and explore.

Today, I did.

All The Gear, No Idea (ATGNI)

From Photography Slang:

ATGNI: All The Gear, No Idea refers to a person who has bought lots of camera gear and doesn’t know how it all works.

My dad started my love affair with cameras. Since starting this blog in 2014 I’ve actually had two cameras. I started out with a Canon “point-and-shoot” that I had taken everywhere (including on my trip to England) and I loved it. And then, one day, it just died and not even the factory could repair it again. So, I “borrowed” a present my mom had purchased for herself but wasn’t using. It was a big Nikon Camera with a big 300mm lens. This piece of equipment has not been without its challenges; its big, it’s heavy, and for a “big” lens, I’m always wishing for more zoom.

Friday I was intending to go down to visit my mom, but the car went to a store in Dallas called Focal Point Photography. My reason (and this is my story) was that I was hoping to find a used spotting scope. No luck, but a new Canon “point-and-shoot” decided to come home with me.

I did make my way down to the beach to visit my mom after this detour. Friday I hit Basket Slough, the elk herd in Milo, Salishan Nature Walk, Yaquina Head, Newport jetty, and the Coronodo Shore beach. Then Saturday, Mom and I drove up the Three Capes scenic by-way. Sunday I came home with another excursion to Basket Slough.

I’m telling you all this because that is the end of my narration; this trip was all about playing with my new toy!

 

Dungeness, Salt, and Ruby

This weekend I went up to Sequim, Washington (Sequim is pronounced squim) to get Key certified for scentwork (that’s tomorrow’s blog.) It’s a bit of a drive, five hours up, so I decided to make it a long weekend and go the long route coming home.

Friday

Friday we got off to a late start because I had some doctors’ appointments and other things, but we had hit the road by 10:30 and were in Sequim by 3:30, so we were able to get a short walk in to dim Key’s energy to a dull roar.

Tara and Key get started (think Thelma and Louise…)

We visited a place called Railroad Bridge Park. Unfortunately, my camera decided to act up, so I only one picture of the site.

The trail was marked by lovely engravings. I love a good compass rose.

We paused for our second selfie of the trip and tried to get the “railroad” in the background.

It was a shorter walk than Key would have hoped, but it was dark and we checked into our AirBNB.

Saturday

Saturday morning we got up early and got in a hike before the trial. I really wanted to go to the Dungeness National Wildlife Refuge, which has a spit and lots of cool bird sightings. But it didn’t allow dogs (unsure of the point of that) so we settled on the county-run Dungeness Recreation Area nearby.

The birding wasn’t bad, but it didn’t yield a lot of exotic species.

This is my favorite picture from the day.  If I paint it, the title will be: “Trail. Partner.”

We had a very successful trial (more about that later) and ended the day by going to the John Wayne Marina and Washington Harbor for a little more birding before calling it a night.

We saw the Sequim elk herd on on our way back to the AirBNB.

Sunday

Unless the weather turned terrible, I thought I would go west along the sound, cut down south along the coast, then head east again through the Olympic Forest. This was a long day, but I thought the scenery would be worth it.

Salt Creek county park

The scenery was gorgeous, but the weather got progressively worse as we went along.

Lyric River

We did a bit of serious (wet) exploring at a little roadside cutout labeled “Shipwreck Point.”

We were trying to reach Neah Bay, but when we got there there was a sign that it was a Native American reservation and we would have to pay to get in. I was already concerned about time, and the weather was just getting worse, so we turned around to head south.

Someday I will go back when I have more time. There seemed to be a bald eagle on every tree in this area. This is where I got my favorite picture of the day.

Once we got back to 101 and headed south, the weather turned from windy, cold, foggy, and rainy to drizzly.

We saw another herd of elk at Forks.

When we stopped at Ruby Creek, it was practically balmy!

 

This was about the last photo point, because I was getting very worried about time.  I would have loved to go down to the beach and explore (and I know Key would have been game.)

But we’re home now and have a list of possible places to go again!

Pelagic Tour (On the Open Sea)

Saturday (December 9, 2017) I went on a 7-hour seabird tour with Oregon Pelagic Tours. I have been following them on Facebook for a while, and they said this December tour was something new they would try. Being winter, I figured it had a pretty good chance of being cancelled, but I decided to try it anyway.

I did not worry about being seasick. I’ve never had a problem with any kind of motion sickness. Like EVER. Turns out, when you get 20 miles out to sea in a boat… almost everyone not on dramamine gets sicks. I feel this is information worth passing on.

I’ll leave you to imagine how I know this. Instead, I will put up lots of the lovely, interesting pictures I took while not hung over the side or concentrating fiercely on the horizon.

8:00am

We set out in our boat, the 25 of us and our valiant leaders.

The NOAA ships, docked in Newport, were decked out for Christmas.

We left along the jetty, where we saw most of the variety of the 40 birds species I checked.

After we left the jetty, I earnestly looked out for birds. I saw gulls. I learned to identify (at a distance by the way they fly) common murres. I ticked off the guy sitting next to me by accidentally viewing a Cassin’s auklet (no idea…)

About 10:00

Unfortunately, it was about at this point I started to get seasick. I was far from the only one. I was only sick a couple of times, but I spent most of the rest of the time earnestly sipping the ginger ale I had (wisely) brought and gazing at the horizon. There were several people who never did stop being sick until we returned to the harbor.

During this period, while I was unable to get a picture of any of this, we saw a pod of whales doing fluking maneuvers (because this was right along the continental shelf, and because the flukes were SO white, a part of me wonders if these might have been humpback whales), a small pod of dolphins (I don’t know what kind) following the boat, Stellar sea lions coming over to take a look at us, and Northern fur seals basking one side of their body at a time in the sun like mug handles (if you want to see a picture of what this is, go here and search for “floating”).

About 11:00

When we got about 30 miles out (the trip records a total of 84 miles, out and back) we went past some deep sea fisherman, but the birding was not right. So the crew went a little further out to follow a commercial fishing ship (the kind with nets hanging out the side.) There the tour leaders poured popcorn, stale bread, some beef suet, and code liver oil into the ocean to make a (slick.) And we waited.

Now, no matter what you think about these pictures, remember I was seasick and in a boat that was no turned on and was just rolling with the waves. Also, remember, there were abut 25 EXTREMELY EXCITED people with big cameras on the boat who were REALLY intent on getting pictures. Under those conditions, I think these pictures ROCK.

Norther Fulmar

I really liked this bird. Some people called it a “tube nose” because of the way their beaks are designed. But I really liked the way they glided around above the waves.

Black-footed Albatross

This ended up being my favorite bird of the tour. I couldn’t believe how beautiful they were, softly gliding above the waves, never flapping their wings.

If you looked out over the water there were dozens of these these lovely gliders appearing over the waves, up and down. After the desert of miles 2-20, it was amazing to see so much activity.

I was trying to overcome my seasickness to get a few good pictures, particularly of the albatross, when the whole boat started shouting.

Short-tailed albatross

A short-tailed albatross was coming in to see what was going on. This bird breeds in Japan and (occasionally) the Hawaiian islands. This was a young bird on his first tour. Everyone was REALLY excited to see him, even those hanging over the side of the boat.

There were two boat crew members, three guides, and the rest of us were bird watchers. And about half of these people were BIRD WATCHERS!!! They had enormous cameras. They had seen 300+ types of birds this year in Oregon alone (I’ve seen 149.) And these people were agog at their good fortune at seeing this S-T-A.

After this excitement, we also saw some black-legged kittiwakes. Apparently something called a shearwater was seen (pink-footed, sooty, and short-tailed were called.) While I did see the kittiwakes,  I never saw any kind of shearwater.

The boat was moved a few miles to the north and another slick was created, but for whatever reason, this one was less successful than the first. Then we started back home.

About 2:00

As soon as we reached the continental shelf (about 10 miles away from shore?) my seasickness went away. I was tired. My stomach was acidic. But I could move around again.

And thus, just a few minutes after 3:00pm, we returned to Newport.

Disclaimer 1: I’m not a terrible blogger; I’ve had a cold and I was sick most of last week.

Disclaimer 2: Pelagic is a real word. It means “relating to the open sea.”

List of birds seen, heard, or generally was in the vicinity of

1 – Greater Scaup

4 – Harlequin Duck

24 – Surf Scoter

2 – White-winged Scoter

1 – Long-tailed duck

3 – Bufflehead

1 – Red-breasted Merganser

3 – Pacific Loon

1 – Common Loon

x – Pied-billed Grebe

1 – Horned Grebe

3 – Red-necked Grebe

x – Horned/Eared Grebe

1 – Laysan Albatross

24 – Black-footed Albatross

1 – Short-tailed Albatross

40 – Northern Fulmar

1 – Pink-footed Shearwater

1 – Sooty/Short-tailed Shearwater

12 – Brandt’s Cormorant

16- Pelagic Cormorant

2 – Double-created Cormorant

1 – Bald Eagle

12 – Black Turnstone

88 – Common Murre

3 – murrelet sp.

8 – Cassin’s Auklet

3 – Rhinoceros Auklet

2 – Black-legged Kittiwake

3 – Mew Gull

4 – Western Gull

1 – California Gull

1 – Herring Gull

2 – Thayer’s Gull (Iceland Gull, Thayer’s)

2 – Glaucous-winged Gull

50 – gull sp.

8 – Rock Pigeon (Feral Pigeon)

1 – Peregrine Falcon

2 – American crow

Checklists and near misses

Happy Thanksgiving to all I have not wished these sentiments to in person. I hope your holiday was as enjoyable as mine.

I went to visit my mom, and though I didn’t stay for as long as I originally planned, I had a very good time. Unfortunately, bad planning caught up with me and I had to return home the same day (instead of an overnight trip) because I had overlooked that my elderly cat can no longer eat dry food and I was reluctant to leave him without food for 48 hours. And I wasn’t smart enough to line up a cat sitter…

In spite of the fast turnaround, I enjoyed my visit with my mom and even got in some bird watching. My mom has cornered the market on pine siskins at her feeder.

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Friday morning I got up and decided to explore another portion of the Willamette Valley Birding Trail. This time I decided to do the “Santiam Loop.” I am very excited to report I saw a pair of horned larks (a first for me), though my only photos are of this juvenile bald eagle (look at that beak) and an ordinary red tail hawk.

Saturday I got up and did the same thing, though I had a slightly  more defined goal of hitting the E.E. Wilson Wildlife area and the Philomath “Poo Ponds.” E.E. Wilson was nice, but I probably won’t be in a hurry to go back. We visited the Jackson-Frazier Wetland, which was absolutely gorgeous, as well as parts of Finley, but never did find the famous triple P.

Again, my photography skills were sadly lacking. I only dragged out the camera for this handsome egret.

All things considered, I am glad I was around this weekend. I had fun birding, but life at home was filled with a variety of near disasters (most of which were confined to Friday.)

As I said, Friday morning I got up and decided to go birding. I loaded up, including the dog who enjoys any kind of adventure, turned on the car and… my tires were low. Now, I had done some birding on my way to visit my mom at the beach and at one stop I had heard one of my tires fizz, so I checked to make sure no tires were flat and headed to Les Schwab. Les Schwab checked the pressure, added a little air, and assured me all was well. But by Sunday, the light was back on, so that story may be ongoing.

The second miss of the day was when I stopped on the Foster Dam to admire a merlin (dang hard bird to spot, actually the first one I’ve ever been able to positively ID.)  I got back in my car and continued on my way, but when I decided to close my checklist, my phone was NOT IN THE CAR! I ran back to the dam, and there it was in the middle of the road. (On that particular near miss, I also feel lucky I didn’t have a heart attack.)

By now I’m getting low on gas, but I (foolishly) decided to hit one more spot before I worried about that. Mistake. A couple hours later I was on fumes, but I did make it to the gas station.

The final incident of the day came upon my return home. I noticed that my bike helmet was sitting on my steps. Odd, I thought. How did it get there…?

Then I noticed my garden shears were clamped around my bike lock.

Like, really clamped.

That pair of garden shears is probably not any good any  more.

Of course, I called the police, but they are overworked and nothing happened. It was the catalyst for me getting the “real” bike locks I have been procrastinating about getting. I still claim that even with bad locks, people shouldn’t steal.

In other news, my November NaNoWriMo project is at 45,091 words (goal 50,000.) The problem is that I’m “done” telling the story, so I’m having to back and add some stuff to get the word count up. It’s more editing than I really intended to do at this stage, but I’m SO close to “winning.” Just four more days to go and then maybe I’ll have some actual art to show off.

I did take some of my “stealth” paintings to critique group. Critique group agrees they are all but done, so hopefully more interesting things will be coming soon.

I will end this report with a picture of an upset Bob cat and his return to happiness. Bob is very old and has kidney failure. He barfed on his bed, and expressed his unhappiness at having it washed. But it all turned out okay. I guess even cats have near-misses.

Something I CAN post

I am still working on stealth projects. Earnestly… never-ending-ly… working on stealth projects.

However, this week I finished this year’s 6×6 painting for the Audubon Society of Portland’s Wild Art Festival. For a recap of past projects, go to last year’s post.

Found Treasure (2017) – 6×6 painting for the Audubon Society of Portland’s Wild Art Festival

A few months ago I found that cute little feather and it’s been sitting on my desk. When I decided to use a collage I’ve been working on, I got to the point where I liked the background so much I didn’t want to continue. Then I saw the little feather and I knew what to do. I tied the feather on and wrote “Found.”

I LOVE IT!

If it’s still there when I go, I may have to buy it back.

In other news, Saturday I went on a bird walk put on by the Luckiamute Watershed Council at Luckiamute State Park. I learned quite a bit, not the least of which is that “Calapooia” means “People of the tall grass” and exactly what grass that was. We saw 42 species and I was tired by the end of the trip.

Here are some pictures so you can judge the beauty of the day for yourself.

Finally, to end this post on a Halloween note, I’ll show you the 3cm x 3cm drawing I did to enter in the Faber-Castell #fabercastelloween Challenge! I had to learn how to use Instagram to do it, so be VERY impressed.

 

 

 

Montana adventure – days 9 and 10

Well, we are home, safe and sound. I even think Mom and I are speaking to each other (it was a near thing at the end. Crossing four states–639 miles–in just over 12 hours will test anyone’s relationship.)

Our last days in Montana were fun. Sunday I took a long hike with Key, then we drove up to see Skalkaho Falls.

Key

Wild… Life… Whatever

Hills

River

Rocks

Falls

Monday, of course, was ALL about the drive. But we’re home (Mom’s last leg was this morning), safe and sound.

Home. Still the best place on Earth.

Montana adventure – days 7 and 8

I always hate to admit it, but about day 6 of any vacation, I begin to get homesick. It’s silly… I have my mom and my dog with me, but the undeniable fact is that I’m a LONG way from home.

As if to make sure I feel welcome, the last couple of days have been spent with good friends of the family, the Dunbars. Laurie is my Mom’s best friend since… 1st grade? Her children, Bonnie, Amber, and Jeremy, were my main playmates when I was over here during the summer. We’ve spent the last few days laughing and touring and eating together (without Jeremy, sorry.)

Mom (Maggie), Laurie, and Ray.

On Friday, I got up and took a cold and wet walk with Key to Hieronymus Park (say that fast). All sensible birds were holed up someplace warm.

The park has neat interpretive signs. I am putting this one up for a friend who I think will enjoy it.

We then met up with Laurie and after lunch went out (again) to Metcalf.

On the way home, we saw this dark morph red tail hawk at the Teller reserve.

Today (Saturday), the weather couldn’t have been more different (at least initially).

Hieronymus Park was teeming with little brown birds; I was fooled by yesterday’s lack of birds, I didn’t take my camera. But my binoculars served me well, and we barely made it back to the house in time to meet with the crew to tour the Hamilton farmer’s market (awesome), window shop the downtown, eat lunch at the local brewery, and finally hit the yarn store where I got a couple of “orders” that will keep me busy for a little while.

A brief stop at the house to unload my purchases, and we were off to tour the south valley and have dinner. I’ll leave you with these images. You can judge how it was.

Montana adventure – days 5 and 6

Yesterday I explored Missoula and vicinity in the morning before spending some time with relatives in the afternoon.

In in the morning, I went to a hiking are at Blue Mountain, which was beautiful, but I only saw a few birds, most of those Clark’s Nutcrackers.

However, I’m grooving on the rocks here. Very different than Oregon rocks.

This morning I got up and explored Greenough (said Green-o) Park, which was a nice little riparian park within the city limits.

There I saw American Dippers, but not too much else (lots of flickers and magpies with a squirrel thrown in for interest.)

After my walk, we packed up to move to our final destination, Hamilton. After settling into the new digs, I headed out to Lee Metcalf NWR, which is the premiere birding location in this area.

A flock of American White Pelicans was feeding in the slough.

But they weren’t the only spectacular sight.

As I was driving home, I captured this image of what I think is Blodget Canyon.

Wow.