baby deer rescue!!!!!!

June 27, 2009

watch out they bite

It’s haying time in the valley and it is also happens to be newborn deer time.  The safest place for a doe to leave her fawn is apparently in our hay field, that is until Bruce comes through with the swather and cuts off everything taller than four inches.  To avoid this unfortunate experience both for Bruce and the deer.  Erica, Luke, and I went on a kind of super Easter egg hunt with the eggs being fifteen pound spotted fawns.

deer shaped land mine

We would walk in front of the tractor and try and herd them to the edge of the field out of harms way.  Several hours after the hay was all cut we saw several does leading fawns away from the field hopefully none of them were to tramatized by the experince.

erica on fawn patrol


the morel of the story

June 26, 2009

morel hiding in pine needles

After searching high and low for morels in the forest and getting almost completely skunked, we decided to cut out the searching through the forest part and grow our own.  Along with a grow kit that Wendy ordered from fungi perfecti Bruce and I mixed up a bunch of charcoal encrusted wood, gypsum, and peat in a wheel barrow then poured it in a promising location.  With fingers crossed we will wait between 120 and 400 days to see if any of the little suckers pop up.

pouring the patch

I love my dad

June 21, 2009

my dad

happy father’s day.

It’s raining where I am.  Is it raining where you are?

8884 feetStarting out at 4:30 in the morning with a small map that a neighbor made,  I began riding/carrying/pushing my bike across fields and up old logging roads towards the summit of ruby peak.  The nearly 9’000 ft peak is the most prominent feature that one can see from the farm, so naturally I have been plotting to climb it since we arrived.  Crossing private land and following unused logging roads I was able to leave my bike at about 6,000 ft for a speedy decent.  I only had to push my way through a half mile of windfall choked forest before the open meadows started, visibility was only about 100 yards on the way up because of thick clouds clinging to the mountain (so most of these pics were taken on the way back down).

alpine meadow

With my compass in hand the open ridge was easy to follow and brought me to the cliff under the summit surprisingly quick.  After a  hundred or so feet later of 5.4 and 5.5 rock with plenty of small ledges, the clouds broke and I was on top.  After being concealed in the clouds for most of the climb the sun was blinding and I of course I had forgotten  my sunscreen. So I am now the recipient of a nice burn on my nose and neck.  I was eating my lunch and waiting for the clouds to part so I could see the farm from above, when I noticed a lady bug then another and another.  I lost count of how many but dozens and dozens of clumps were collected around and amongst the rocks.

ladybug orgy

Once the clouds parted I called the farm and they took out the spotting scope and watched me jump up and down on the summit.  The clouds moved back in and I started climbing down.  Once I got back to the bike It took me only  about 30 minutes to get back down to the valley floor although my hand was plenty sore from gripping the brakes like a mad man.  Awesome climb and great views once the clouds cleared made this a memorable hike.trusty stead

simon kills a deer

June 18, 2009

you will never take these flowers

reports of the incident differ but what I saw looked a lot like this….or maybe not. Here is a close up of the savage beast just before he ran away and let the deer eat as many flowers as they wanted.

im sooooo scared snarf........and angry so angry

ugly face wednesday

June 17, 2009

top of the mountain edition

there is a lot of flowing water somewhere under there.

Just under six miles from the farm is the remains of what some say is the biggest avalanche to happen in the area in the past ten years.  If you look in the upper right of the picture above you will see Erica and hopefully be able to fully appreciate the size of the slide.  The Hurricane Creek canyon got it’s name from the first settlers comparing the destruction from the avalanches to that of a hurricane.  The slide happened three or four thousand feet above the creek in a small tributary canyon.  Gaining speed and debris as it fell, the slide slammed into the stream went across the canyon up a small ridge and over it, flattening trees and destroying everything in it’s path.  When it finally stopped it had completely covered the stream for more than two hundred yards.  Our first view of the slide was hurricane creek flowing out from under it.  We then hiked up the drainage where the avalanche started and found where a waterfall had been carving away underneath the ice.  Climbing down the waterfall to get to the stream bed was a little scary but being underneath the avalanche was amazing.

amature geologist at work

While I crawled around underneath it Erica was inspecting the rocks that the avalanche had unearthed and found what appears to be some copper.  For a seven mile round trip this hike this was pretty cool, we also found some morels and a bunch of what must be mountain goat hair.  The trail head is at the end of hurricane creek road just five miles south of joseph.  This trail is a great and lesser used way into the wilderness area (for those of us who don’t like to see other people on our pristine hiking experiences).

basalt vein

I fish

June 13, 2009

porkers, you talkin about porkers!!!

We went fishing out on Wallowa lake today.  I spent the whole time trying to annoy everyone with my impersonation of Quint from Jaws.  We started out  trying for Kokanee but that wasn’t happening, so Rainbows became our goal and our dinner.  We prepared them with a sauce made with butter and morel mushrooms we had found the day before.  More fishing is in my immediate future, I can sense it.

movin on up

June 10, 2009

chicken transporter

The new chicks need warmth more than the old chicks so the old ones got a new home.  We converted a enclosed horse stall into a new chicken house.  They seem to be enjoying the open space of their new pad.old chicks, new space