Friday, September 30, 2011
Not Once, Not Twice, But Three Times
A few weeks ago, Kobae took a break beneath a rock overhang, dug up some sand to throw on himself and Tom found flakes of arrowhead construction. Today, he picked a bush a couple hundred feet away from the last site and dug up some more. On the return to the lodge, Kobae blazed a new trail only a short distance from where he usually goes and Tom found a whole new rock formation with fossils Tom had never seen before.
Monday, September 26, 2011
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Monday, September 19, 2011
Class, Class, Question Number Two
Question #1 didn't work out so well. Tom fed his favorite side blotch 40 flies and she was as agile as ever so we don't yet know the answer to Question #1. Question #2, can a whip snake, eat a bull snake, almost it's same size? Anybody? Hands up please.
Class, Pay Attention
Today's first question is, how many flies would it take, for a side blotch lizard to eat, before it fell of the wall on the front porch of Base Camp, under it's new weight?
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Hunter Creek
While searching for guests that hadn't made it to Base Camp, Tom finds a vehicle deep into Hunter Creek (not the guests) with water flowing over the hood. Tom reverses the truck to attach tow straps and throws a walkie talkie into the driver so they can talk while organizing the pull out but hears the walkie splash in water inside the cab of the vehicle. Ten minutes or so of maneuvering eventually frees the vehicle.
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Monday, September 12, 2011
A Sunday Faded Midget Morning
Sunday morning, several miles from Base Camp and down the side of a steep cliff to be sure the Faded Midget doesn't return.
Sunday, September 11, 2011
The Creatures are Different Today
Tom and Kobae return from Saturday's hike. The four side blotch lizards that wait for the sound of the flyswatter whack on the front porch, are absent. Not a single Red Spotted or Woodhouse toad in the shrubbery. Tom spent 15 minutes catching them all and releasing them from the cistern yesterday and they have all returned, every one, and it's not hot. The critters, creatures of habit, are different today. As Tom waters along the west end of the front porch he sees it. Putting an open container on the ground and directing it with a walking stick, Tom captures the Faded Midget.
Saturday, September 10, 2011
Kobae: The Great Discoverer
Kane Creek
Tom takes Julia to town and mentions, though dry now, if raining in the La Sal Mountains, which it appears to be, Kane Creek can have a wall of water six to eight feet high. Returning from town the wall hits. A jeep struggles just after the wall goes through. With people stranded on both sides, Tom wades into the water searching for traction and finds gravel at one spot on the bottom. There could be a brief window when the water recedes, though a second wall could come at any time. Tom thinks he's found the traction and the window.
Friday, September 9, 2011
Really Tom? Tom, really? You're serious! Oh my God.
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Eleven Hours of Kobae
The day was cool, in the 80's. Kobae headed down the driveway at 9:30am. Hiked two thirds of the way up Hurrah, suddenly about faced, then headed out to the ledges on the Anti Cline, then into the canyons, and finally returned to Base Camp at 8:30pm. Kobae won't hike in the dark so Tom got a little creative to get him home.
Monday, September 5, 2011
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