It’s been in the triple digits every day since I dunno, the 1970s, and by triple digits I mean above 110 more often than not. And so, given my reluctance most days to die of heatstroke, it has been a very long time since I have wandered out the
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Of all the side-blotched lizards I saw on my Sunday hike – and there were hundreds – this was the only fellow that didn’t run out of camera range. He flinched, as they all do, and he did the usual sets of pushups, but then for some reason he
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I was in Fern Canyon this afternoon, a short stretch of Wentworth Canyon that’s moist enough along one part of the south wall to support a few feet of Adiantum fern. The story is that the place was wetter once and the ferns covered the canyon
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Bad news kept us up far too late Friday night — nothing personal, just the same bad news everyone knows about — and so I got a much later start today than I would have liked. By the time I finally got myself caffeinated and out the door it was
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Because I shoot video with my iPhone, which has limited resolution and no creditable zoom, I suggest you hit “play” on this video and look at this photo at Wikipedia, which was taken not far away.
If you’re stubborn and want to find the bird in
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It’s 1:23 in the A of M. I’ve worked until just now on a website redesign project for a (really wonderful) enviro group, and in about five hours I’m getting up to go for a hike. But the blog, she is cajoling me. And I miss it. The last couple of
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Earlier today. I hiked here a couple years ago with Larry Hogue and Florian. It hasn’t changed much. That’s good.
A little bit of blurry video, anyway.
Not shown: a frillion lizards, two species of hummingbirds conducting territorial and mating displays, a red-tailed hawk keering loudly behind my head but remaining unseen, and my lack of sandwich in my pack.
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At about 4:30 this afternoon the hair started standing up on the back of my neck and I went outside. I’d been working all day on a website — work for a friend, but paid work, much appreciated these days — and though I’d promised myself a break
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Something I knew even before moving here was that the local trails have ardent defenders. A recent land exchange, for example, between the BLM and the local Agua Caliente band of Cahuilla Indians had trail user groups up in arms; the land at issue
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Well, that hike I took a week ago isn’t any easier in the other direction. I went up the Museum Trail this time. I clearly have some work to do in the cardio department. I stopped about eight times to when I got too anoxic and dizzy.
Still a fun
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The shadow of Mount San Jacinto falls on Joshua Tree National Park. Photo taken from the north end of the South Lykken Trail.
It’s been an interesting week or so, perspective-wise. First came the obligatory and even trite introspection that comes
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That’s a California striped racer, Masticophus lateralis lateralis. I saw one an hour or so ago hiking in Runyon Canyon, which is just up the hill from the apartment. The one I saw was gorgeous, charcoal with pale yellow racing stripe, in great
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Coyote Crossingian* Morongo Bill left his Backporch for a couple days and went out to what old desert hands still call the “East Mojave” — The Mojave National Preserve and my adopted home, Ivanpah Valley. He took a hike on the site of the proposed
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The Pacific Crest Trail — restricted throughout its length to hikers and equestrians, with many sections hikers-only — has been repeatedly vandalized in recent years by Kern County off-roaders.
A Kern County local has posted some video of the
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Devil’s Punchbowl Loop Trail, facing southeast. A fantastic hike today in the Mojave Desert-Transverse Ranges ecotone, with piñon/juniper, joshua tree, manzanita and oak, flannelbush, scrub jays and juncos, Ambassadors from the Owl Nation, and my
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It was somewhere around Mendota that I saw the hawks, a dozen of them, in a mixed flight of ravens around a stand of eucalyptus. The hills to the west were glowing, their sculpted structure plain in the slanted light. The Raven asked why the hills
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A draft of this fourteen-sonnet cycle was on the old blog. I took it down and fiddled with it, then submitted it to Camas, the environmental and literary journal of the University of Montana, whose site seems to be down at the moment. It ran in
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Erica caught the above photo of me taking this photo of a snake. If the snake has a photo of Erica taking this shot, then, um, it’ll bite its tail or… … (continues)