My First GeoArt

This is going to be the topic of one of my columns this month- not sure which paper yet, but I'll give you a sneak peek.

Did you know there are some geocaches that are "multi-caches." They can be arranged to draw out a picture. Maybe. More on that in a minute.

So, who do I know that knows how to geocache, and is willing to drive terrible back roads, and would think it's all great fun? Sue! That's who!

Notice that she is holding a little tube that was hung in a tree. A geocache container can be pretty much anything that is waterproof. Quite a few of these were this size, but a few were bigger. There is a little log paper inside where you sign your Geochache Name and the date.

You also record on the official Geocache app map if you found it or not. We eventually did find all of the sites, although we had to go back to 4 of them a second time. I'll talk more about this in the article, but what I didn't know is that the actual locations of the geocaches do not make a picture. It's just that there is a cache associated with each dot. Yellow means we found it, and you can see they are all yellow.

The ones we could not find had the hint "PMD." Even though Sue is experienced with over 4000 cache finds, she did not know until we were able to look it up that meant "Pull Me Down." The cache is high in a young tree that had to be pulled over. See the painted bottle up there?

The last one of the day was way up high. I'm holding the tree down. Sue signed the log and we let it snap back up.

The name of this GeoArt is "Cider Apples" and it's in northeast Mason County. Each of the 33 locations is named for a different kind of apple. We started at 8 am and finished around 3 pm. It was 92° when we got done, but we were determined to find the four that we missed the first time.

Most interesting coincidence? 15 years ago Ellen and I went exploring and found Black Lake, a tiny puddle. We ate a picnic lunch in the freezing cold. Today, Sue and I came in from the other side- I didn't realize it was Black Lake until we were almost there. Today was totally the opposite of freezing. (Link below)

Nothing else happened today, but I am all set to write my columns for this month.

P.S. Doing 33 geocaches in one day is a lot.

See Brrr- Lunch at Black Lake

Gifts from Bud

One of the guys who stayed here last weekend was Bud. We stayed in touch with him and his family even after they all moved away. We went to North Carolina to visit them and Bud took us rapelling.

But then Bud got married and moved to the Pactific Northwest. Actually, Om got to visit him a couple of times, but I hadn't seen him for probably 45 years. He brought me three gifts! First of all, I did not know that we have a mutual love of gardening, and particularly for playing with succulents. He makes these planters out of old records and then fills them with random goodies. (He also has a greenhouse and I am trying not to be jealous.) They are not hardy, but can stay outside for the summer. His wife Annie painted the little rock for me.

He also brought me this garden decoration. Since it's mostly white, it may end up in the Moon Garden. We'll see.

But probably the most meaningful is that he gave me one of his carved birds. These are made from a single block of wood. (Trail friend Glen also makes them- I've showed you some of his.)

I tried to get a lot done today. Did fairly well although it got pretty hot this afternoon. Edited, shopped (but forgot to take the pop cans, so they are still in the middle of the floor :/ ), worked in the Moon Garden, but didn't get as much done as I had hoped. Should go do some more now that it's cooler, but the nasty gnats are out, so I'm probably just going to give up and take a shower. Gave one of the gardens a long drink. I'm watering things in the Moon Garden pretty much every day until they get established. Took a road walk in the morning before it got too hot.

Miles walked in 2026: 205.5. Just a couple of road miles.

See 50 Year Reunion

2026-1976 = 50, Yes 50 Years

Today was a reunion.

A few of you have known me long enough to know that about 3 lifetimes ago, Omer led bicycle trips for young people in the summer.

In 1976, at the 200th Anniversary of the USA, we put together a group of 35 guys, all high school age, to ride across the country, Washington state to Delaware, Pacific to Atlantic Ocean.

There were 35 riders, I drove the bus you can see above (support vehicle, kitchen, repair shop, etc.) Baby Steve (not quite 2) was a "bus buddy." Two other females went: the mother of one of the riders who was also a nurse, and a high-school girl. They helped in the bus and helped care for Steve.

A couple of the guys started planning a 50th reunion about a year ago. Today, 17 of the participants and a lot of family members gathered. This is just those who were actually on the trip.

Lots of memorabilia was brought to display, including some original shirts and jackets. Ed, the primary organizer, wrote to a number of the towns we went through and got them to send a letter celebrating the trip. Albums of photos, patches, two media shows made from photos were shown, story telling, jokes, singing and prayer. Oh, yes, and food!

I didn't get a lot of good pictures. The lighting was bad and people were moving a lot, but for example, here is one of the jokes. So, Ed is in the center, and he is awarding boxes of pancake mix to the winners of the popular annual pancake-eating contest from that trip. Ed humbly admitted that he thought he had won with a total of 50 pancakes. But, no, Rick (on the left) ate 55, and Rudy (on the right) managed 48.

Many of the stories were more serious, heartwarming, or spiritual in nature. Lifelong friendships were formed on that trip for many of these guys. A few of the participants have died.

For the conclusion, Ed had brought a flag that actually flew over Arlington Cemetery. We all stood around it and sang "God Bless America." Then another of the guys closed in prayer.

There were a lot of damp eyes and hard-slapped shoulders and hugs.

And that's all for today. I'm still processing the event. There are a few of the families we've stayed in touch with (You may notice good friends Doug and Cathy in the picture, and bus-helper Wendy is the daughter of my good friend Betty), but some of the ones who came today we haven't seen for those 50 years.

See Another Trip in the Way-Back Machine

250- Kind of a Big Deal!

I am aware that some folks are having a hard time celebrating the 250th Anniversary of the USA with all the tension in the political climate. However, I think it's a big deal. And I can say with a great deal of certainty that I won't be around for the 300th, so I'm making an effort to be a bit more celebratory than I often am on holidays.

The church that's near us had a fireworks display on Wednesday night. I'm not a big fan of fireworks. But I went out and watched some of theirs.

Today, White Pine Village had a day that was free to the public. This is a local living history musuem that has all buildings of local historical significance that have been moved to the site. It's really well done, with quite a lot of buildings now, but I hadn't seen it in a long time because it's also a bit pricey.

The entire village is built around this house, which is the first frame house built in the county in 1849. And it was in this location. All the other buildings were moved to join it. This was also used as the county's first courthouse, jail and general store.

I spent a bit over two hours there. A lot has been added since my last visit, and it was excellent. They were also giving away free ice cream! West Shore Bank, locally owned, sponsored the free day, and House of Flavors donated the ice cream.

I didn't show you any pix from the Patriotic Concert on Sunday, but I'll show you one now (that was taken Sunday) because the choir was also at the village today and sang their selections.

This is a lady dipping candles. The wiggly ones on the right are recently begun, and the ones on the left and the one she is dipping are nearly done.

I managed to catch one of the sawmill demonstrations. Of course, a huge part of the local history is tied up with logging and mills.

One of the local industries that operated into the last part of the 20th Century was Star Watch Case. And here is where I learned something new. I already knew what a pantograph is, and you probably do too if you've done any wood routing, or perhaps even some experimental kinds of art. It's basically a jointed quadrilateral frame that you can use to trace a design from one surface to another and make it a different size.

So, I did not know that this is how they made those detailed and fancy engravings on gold watch cases. The large flat disk on the left is a metal plate which has the design cut into it. Of course, it is large enough that you can see the lines. The watch case is at the other side of the pantograph. When the design is traced on the big disk, it is reproduced on the scale of the case at the other side. It's sort of like how micro-robotic hands work-- where you move your own hand a couple of inches, and the robot hand moves only a tiny increment.

And to end the day, David came to visit. Yes, the David that lives in Philadelphia. As a reminder, his wife is originally from Grand Rapids, so he tries to pop up here when they make the trip to Michigan. And the summer trip is even closer, since they all stay in a cottage only about 35 minutes from me!

The day started with a Zoom call, but it mostly improved after that. It was a good meeting, but I just am not a fan of virtual meetings. I'm glad I made the effort to get over to White Pine Village (and I saw a LOT of people I know). David helped me fix a computer thing, and also to clean the vacuum filter. I don't expect him to work when he shows up here, but it just sort of happened. And if someone mentions a computer problem around Dave he can hardly keep from fixing it! Then he showed me pictures from a recent trip he and Rachel took to London.

My tomorrow guests will not be here till evening, so I still have a little time to do the last bit of cleaning that is going to happen.

See Big Boy

Swapping Plants with Betsy

Betsy asked if she could stop by because she had some plants for me.

She wasn't kidding! She brought me a whole tray of plants, with 13 different things in it! And they've been cared for so they are as nicely established as anything from a nursery. Some are for the rock garden, and some for other places.

I did get three of them planted. It takes a hot minute to figure out where I want new plants to be.

This is Sedum ternatum, Woodland Sedum. It also grows wild and rambly in the woods, although I can't honestly say I've ever found it in the woods. I'm not sure that it likes full sun. I guess I'll find out. Supposedly it tolerates it, but it may not be as sprawling and drape as well as if it had some shade. It will have white flowers, and will contrast nicely in any season with the 'Firecracker' Sedum- the purple to its left.

Anyway, I'm trying it here where the purple rock cress was. That is barely alive. Not sure why- it should be very happy where I put it. Anyway, it's now in a pot and will hopefully recover.

She gave me two Sempervivums that I did not have. I'd been thinking I needed something like these for the spaces between logs at the top of the garden.

This one is 'Chocolate Kiss.'

And this is 'Blue Boy.'

There is some other plant news on the horizon too, but this is certainly enough for one day.

In other news: I edited, I got groceries. Then Betsy came. She already has most of the things I have available to share, but I did send her home with a few plants. It's fun to have a friend who likes the variety of plants as much as I do!

And, you know, I'm contemplating another garden space in my head.

See Betsy's Rock Garden

Look Where I Am!

It's been WAY too long since I've had a chance to see Ester!

And see the white flowers behind us? New plant for me, and actually a new plant fact that I had no idea about. This is Clematis recta, a shrubby clematis that is not a climbing vine. I didn't even know there was such a thing.

Here is a cluster of the flowers, closer. It has a lovely sweet scent. It's a garden plant, not native.

We went out to eat at Ester's favorite restaurant. It's way out in the country, but it has a pretty good clientele because of the quality and the atmosphere. Here's our food. I had Hawaiian chicken and Ester had sirloin.

They have this landscaped pond with little waterfalls outside the windows. I've showed you this before. But the other times we've been have been earlier in the year, so not quite as pretty as today.

There are purple martin houses and hummingbird feeders. Also, an oriole came in to get a snack while we were there.

I'm going a little bit farther south tomorrow. Stay tuned. A very fun day. It's been about 5 years since we've managed to get together.

See Not a Day Over 70

I Kidnapped Chris

Very little went the way I expected it to today, but it was all great!

I'd just gotten started on my morning work routine when hiker Chris contacted me. His plans had changed too, and he needed to get to Cadillac. So, I went to get him off the trail.

But then, I decided to kidnap him and bring him back to my house.

I worked him so hard that when I took him back to Cadillac we needed the hanidicap spot!

I'm just kidding. Sort of. Actually, I did ask him if he'd help me with some heavy work. Here was the result.

It doesn't look like much except a bare spot, right? That's good. There was still an awful lot of earth to move where the snowplow had scraped up rolls of dirt on the grass. I really wasn't thinking I could get that all cleaned up alone before the grass got too long, but the two of us together got everything smoothed down enough that I'll be able to run the mower without scalping all that dirt.

Meanwhile, I was trying to get Chris a ride from Cadillac to Kalkaska tomorrow. Due to all the flooding he's going to have to skip a whole section of trail. Glen, from our Spirit of the Woods Chapter, is on the Trail Angel list, and he doesn't live too far from Cadillac. So he agreed to do that.

Then, Glen reminded me that we'd been talking for quite a while about about him giving me a tour of the little museum in Tustin where he lives. So after I dropped Chris off at the motel, I went to the musuem. You'll see a lot more of that another day because it was very nice.

But then Glen and Diana invited me to their house for dinner. I said yes.

Glen is the President of their historical society. He's also now our chapter Vice-President. And his hobby is carving birds and fans from a single piece of wood. I had no idea you could make really large ones! I saw quite a few he's made over the years, and one his father made (you'll see that another day). But here is one of his large ones. (His grandfather also made them, and Glen's teaching his grandchildren!)

Also, since I was driving up north, I scooted around and got the plastic recycling collected to drop off on the way.

I'm happy, full of good food, and beat!

See Loren, Loda, Hardcore Hiker

Loren, Loda, Hardcore Legend

Loren and I went to Loda Lake Wildflower Sanctuary this afternoon to scout out some plans for the Spriit of the Woods National Trails Day event.

It was raining most of the time, so we didn't do much walking. Probably under a mile, so I guess it doesn't count. Here's Loda Lake. It's flooded so far up the boat launch, I couldn't even get close enough to show more of the open water.

Loda is the name of the Indian Princess who was daughter of Chief Pokagon. The lake was previously just another Bass lake, but was renamed in the early 1900s.

We did walk as far as the poison sumac, Toxicodendron vernix. I wanted to get a picture of the bark and buds. Here's the bark. You can be 100% sure I didn't touch it. I've never yet tangled with that one, and my hope is to avoid doing so for the rest of my life.

We also scouted out some other roads with trail crossings, trying to plan some NCT miles in addition to the event at Loda Lake. This is the trail crossing of 7 Mile Road in Newaygo County. In the rain, even the browns look rich, and the green moss helps.

We had a blast, but that was not the end of the adventure! Coming home (still raining) there was a hiker in Baldwin. He looked like a long-distance hiker with a pack and poles, head down walking in the rain. When we passed, I said, "I think that was Chris!"

I knew he was somewhere on the trail in West Michigan, but didn't really know where. There are no towns for resupply near the trail in our entire 80 miles, but Baldwin is the closest. Also, I'd never met him in person, so I wasn't really sure. It took us a few minutes to decide to turn around and check and offer to take him back to the trail.

It was Chris! That is Chris Hillier, hiking legend. 3X for the AT, has also done the PCT, and assorted other hikes. He's hardcore! He would not let me take him to my house for the night. He had already booked an overnight room. he would not even let us take him to the motel!

But I got to meet him.

I did manage to get a fair amount done on various things before Loren and I left to go scouting.

All in all, a very fun day!

See Practically Perfect