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Low Tide Amble

These pics turned out so pretty, I just had to share.

A very low tide begged for a beach walk the other day.

It was cold. Note Pete has a sweater on? That means it’s cool’ish in his book. I needed a puff jacked and my Northmavine Hap shawl a sweet friend made and mailed to me. The colors reminded her of a blustery winter day on a WA beach and she couldn’t have been more spot on.  A habitat hat I knit of Swans Island All American Worsted (in love with it) and Pete’s Windschief in Lamb’s Pride worsted provided wooly warmth.

The North  Cascades barely show behind Point Wilson.

The tide pools with really unusual critters tent to be further west on the peninsula.

Regardless, we found some sea stars.



Anemones and barnacles sharing real estate:

Opened, they have such vivid colors, a contrast to the day’s gray.

Low tides are a treat!

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Deer Ridge Trail

It’s spring. And we’ve got the hiking bug. Not that it ever goes away, it just settles down for the winter a bit.   I chose the Deer Ridge  hike for a few reasons:  1) it’s not raging popular and we wanted some quiet  2) the guide’s promise of views  3) a chance to peer into the Gray Wolf River Valley and scout the rhododendrons.

All were achieved!

It was a beautiful hike and much, much steeper than I’d anticipated. We put in a good effort for about three miles up when we decided to turn back. One could con’t on and meet up with Grand Ridge. That would make a great (and long) shuttle hike.  It was a beauty of a hike with peeks into the mtns and green, deep valleys that slice and scoop across this gorgeous place.

The lower portion of the trail (before the steepness started, just the thing to soften one up before the grunt-work begins) was lined in Pacific Rhododendrons getting ready to pop their pink flowers.  I’ve never seen such a large concentration of them.



Spring wildflowers are enjoying a wet spring. Here’s the Western Trillium. I vaguely remember these in the woods where I grew up back in MN.  They grow like mad in this climate.  Consulting my plant bible, the Plants of the Pacific Northwest book by Pojar and Mackinnon, I learned these guys have an oil-rich appendage that ants love to grab and carry back to their nests to feed their larvae.   In turn, the ants put the seeds in “rubbish piles” and hey!  Instant dispersal.  Bleeding heart and wild ginger also spread via ants.

The petals may turn purple-tinged as it ages.


Here’s the sweet, delightful little Calypso Lily AKA Fairy Slipper.  The floor was heavily dotted with these in spots. Apparently they smell sweet. Next time I’ll kneel down to enjoy. Be cautioned that the plant’s attachment to its roots is very delicate. They will break off if tugged slightly which kills the plant.

A real treat, the Fawn Lily, spreads by corms.  There are two thoughts to the origin of its common name. It’s leaves have a mottled (fawn like) green coloration (tough to see in my photo) and the leaves look like two little fawn ears.

And spread it does!  Just look up this hillside.

And along the trail:



Wild strawberries:

The red flowering currant, done blooming at lower altitude, is in full bloom up here, 3,000+ feet above sea level.

Lichen and a ground-covering plant:

A well-earned view appears after the trail meets a knoll. It was breathtaking.


Pete promptly napped.  He falls asleep in seconds. I worked on my niece’s little sweater.  The pattern is called In Threes and in Tosh Vintage. Candlewick is the color. More on that later.



A happy clump of manzanita and Oregon grape soak up the sun on this knoll as it’s rocky and sun-exposed.

img_9464Manzanita was a familiar site in CA. I was surprised to see it up here.  Its flowers, a pretty pink, turn to red berries. The wood is hard and smooth, reminding me of Madrona trees.


More twisting up more steep trail gained another peek-a-boo spot where we could sit on a little outcrop of rocks and peer waaaay down into the valley and across to the mountains.  One very large raven provided a complex and vocal  aerial show.  It was quiet. So quiet. Excepting the Gray Wolf river below, the birds and the breeze in the trees.

A small panno:


The diversity of flora in these mountains just floors me.

It’s been an unusually warm spring. There will be more hikes to share.

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Hawaii – Part 2 of ? – Volcanoes National Park – Glowing gasses and lunar landscapes.

Let’s travel back to Hawai’i. It’s March. And Pete and I are in search of sun and new terrain to explore.  After hanging out in Kona, we head to Hilo via Hawai’i Volcanoes National Park.

The first day started with an outstanding meal at the Volcano House. We ate there twice. With a view over the Kilauea Caldera, the Halema’uma’u Crater venting, it was my first glimpse into an active volcanic process.  Wait…I’ve been to Yellowstone NP.   The Hawaiian chain was created by volcanoes which con’t to add land mass in a more fluid, less explosive manner than what we commonly associate with volcanoes. In this park, 70 million years of activity are showcased. It was fascinating. The visitors center is packed with learning.

We chose the Destruction Trail hike that day.  From it’s start, there’s an overlook into the Kilauea Iki Crater. A popular day hike, the Kilauea Iki Trail passes through the crater below. The last violent eruption of the Kilauea crater occurred in 1959.  Lava filled to the demarcation of brown and green you see on the opposite wall.


Our trail set off through forest, thick and gnarled, twisted while lush at the same time. This trail is wheelchair accessible.


Pre-historic looking vegetation abounds.





The trail pops you out into this lunar landscape. It’s breathtaking.


Pu’u Pua’i is the cinder cone in the background. It formed with the 1959 eruption. The crater above, for reference, is tucked down behind the cone in this photo.

The view is dry and sparse. Bits of vegetation slowly grow. I found it quite beautiful.


Many sunken spots pock the land. Our knowledgeable friend and natuaralist explained to me the land continues to shift and change.

This is the Ōhelo berry and plant.  Related to the cranberry, they are edible but protected in this park, being the food for the beloved Nene Goose.  I thought the color against the cinders striking.

Our walk took us to the start of Byron’s Ledge Trail. It was stunning! We parked ourselves here and drank in the sounds, sights and smells.


There’s just no way to capture all that in a photo so I’ve uploaded a video I took, a meager substitute.

I’m not knowledgeable on taking video and making it look great. Imagine the birdsong magnified so it completely fills the space, several times louder than you hear, almost deafening.   We gaped. And listened. And enjoyed.

A real treat, Ohi’a lehua flower buds and blooms up close:


The blooms’ nectar feeds the Crimson honeycreeper.  Check out this page for some fun facts about the plant and some photos of it’s aerial roots (which don’t reach the ground but collect moisture from the air).

This pretty little plant I cannot find information about.

My mind spun at the foreign nature of the land and the flora.

Later that night we returned and saw the park at night. The gasses from the first photo in this post glowed in the dark. Some lucky visitors see lava. On this night, no lava percolated out.  But still, what a thrill!

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I’d spend a whole week at this park next visit.

Next leg of the trip, into Hilo.



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