<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402</id><updated>2012-01-30T00:18:17.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cascade Ramblings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>512</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-9064235145252913317</id><published>2012-01-29T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T07:27:21.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plat I Reservoir Birding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d_-OLDQS7Ss/TyVkonIa8tI/AAAAAAAABHU/xAxd6qyM7Dg/s1600/01.28-001w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d_-OLDQS7Ss/TyVkonIa8tI/AAAAAAAABHU/xAxd6qyM7Dg/s320/01.28-001w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Yesterday we took our friends Michael &amp;amp; Melisa with us on an &lt;a href="http://www.umpquaaudubon.org/"&gt;Umpqua Valley Audubon Society&lt;/a&gt; birding trip. It was called the “Raptor Run” and was led by veteran birders Dale &amp;amp; Elva Paulson. We started at Fords Pond, and then went to &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_cascader.pl?fid=1155129606&amp;amp;query=all_search%3DPlat%2BI%26pagenum%3D1%26cgifunction%3DSearch%26submit%3DSearch&amp;amp;cgifunction=form"&gt;Plat I Reservoir&lt;/a&gt;, and then multiple stops along North Bank Road. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Jeanette, Buster, Melisa and Michael are shown here at Plat I Reservoir where Jeanette is probably pointing out the location of the two Bald Eagles we spotted here. As to raptors, for the day we spotted a total of 7 Bald Eagles, 8 Red-tailed Hawks, and one American Kestrel. In all we saw 31 different species of birds. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-9064235145252913317?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/9064235145252913317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/plat-i-reservoir-birding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/9064235145252913317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/9064235145252913317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/plat-i-reservoir-birding.html' title='Plat I Reservoir Birding'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d_-OLDQS7Ss/TyVkonIa8tI/AAAAAAAABHU/xAxd6qyM7Dg/s72-c/01.28-001w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-3782308391643793013</id><published>2012-01-27T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T09:08:16.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rare Trumpeter Swan Sighting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pisyorJi5fc/TyLX8EIq9rI/AAAAAAAABG8/uTeYa_p31ys/s1600/01.26-023w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pisyorJi5fc/TyLX8EIq9rI/AAAAAAAABG8/uTeYa_p31ys/s320/01.26-023w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Yesterday morning Sue Butkus from the Elkton Community Education Center called to alert us of a swan she had spotted along Hwy 38 on her way to work.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We packed up our gear and went in search to see if we could find it and make identification.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We found it in a large field with 50 Canada Geese about a hundred yards from the highway.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Because of the distance it was hard to get a quality photo and make a positive identification.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But after considerable scrutinizing I’m relatively certain it’s a Trumpeter Swan, which is classed as a rare sighting in this area.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The other possibility is a Tundra Swan, which is a little more common, but is smaller and normally has a yellow spot&amp;nbsp;at the base of&amp;nbsp;its bill.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We hope to go back today for second look.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WDnmfr3KDbc/TyLZNhqa3cI/AAAAAAAABHE/yf_ZWUgcIPM/s1600/Trumpeter-&amp;amp;-Canada-Goose-%232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="202" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WDnmfr3KDbc/TyLZNhqa3cI/AAAAAAAABHE/yf_ZWUgcIPM/s320/Trumpeter-&amp;amp;-Canada-Goose-%232.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MJyCpDHNWQg/TyLZX10BOsI/AAAAAAAABHM/l67VUibrHqQ/s1600/Trumpeter-Swan-&amp;amp;-Canada-Goo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MJyCpDHNWQg/TyLZX10BOsI/AAAAAAAABHM/l67VUibrHqQ/s320/Trumpeter-Swan-&amp;amp;-Canada-Goo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-3782308391643793013?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3782308391643793013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/rare-trumpeter-swan-sighting.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/3782308391643793013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/3782308391643793013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/rare-trumpeter-swan-sighting.html' title='Rare Trumpeter Swan Sighting'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pisyorJi5fc/TyLX8EIq9rI/AAAAAAAABG8/uTeYa_p31ys/s72-c/01.26-023w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-528140137034012981</id><published>2012-01-26T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T08:24:05.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spotter at Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6JkAqMgNxkI/TyFvfV-E7rI/AAAAAAAABGM/jonaIpvOS84/s1600/01.25-011w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="245" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6JkAqMgNxkI/TyFvfV-E7rI/AAAAAAAABGM/jonaIpvOS84/s320/01.25-011w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;On our way back to Elkton yesterday we stopped in Cottage Grove at the Row River Nature Park, informally known as the Cottage Grove Ponds, to do some birding.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;When we are birding Jeanette usually serves as the spotter.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Her sharp eyes are almost always the ones to first spot a bird, then she points it out to me, and if I get a chance I get a photo.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Here she is using a bird call on her iPod to call out a &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1303096031"&gt;Bewick’s Wren&lt;/a&gt; that she spotted which disappeared in the bush.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The Bewick’s came back out to investigate as well as a &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.10699"&gt;Pacific Wren&lt;/a&gt;. Jeanette was able to hold their attention long enough that I was able to get photos of both birds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fWP57TbzqGQ/TyF87R8AAQI/AAAAAAAABGk/Kyw8fy9kalU/s1600/01.25-013w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fWP57TbzqGQ/TyF87R8AAQI/AAAAAAAABGk/Kyw8fy9kalU/s320/01.25-013w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TBlVGBWB82w/TyF9DE_YuBI/AAAAAAAABGs/Xrjp_QLMBCE/s1600/01.25-025w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TBlVGBWB82w/TyF9DE_YuBI/AAAAAAAABGs/Xrjp_QLMBCE/s320/01.25-025w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-528140137034012981?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/528140137034012981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/spotter-at-work.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/528140137034012981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/528140137034012981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/spotter-at-work.html' title='Spotter at Work'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6JkAqMgNxkI/TyFvfV-E7rI/AAAAAAAABGM/jonaIpvOS84/s72-c/01.25-011w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-2815741633425620711</id><published>2012-01-24T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T07:31:58.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Narrow Escape</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A_cwSSWPYts/Tx7Nvl7vH0I/AAAAAAAABGE/WY-j92_sXNM/s1600/01.23-008w6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A_cwSSWPYts/Tx7Nvl7vH0I/AAAAAAAABGE/WY-j92_sXNM/s320/01.23-008w6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We had a narrow escape yesterday when we almost accepted volunteer positions at the Cape Perpetua Visitors Center. Our own peculiar penchant of looking for volunteer opportunities put us in this precarious position. It started innocent enough; I left Jeanette by herself at the Visitors Center while I went to retrieve the motor home.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;When I returned we were almost ready to sign a contract. It was only the viewing of the dark shaded host site and a few breaths of fresh air that brought us to our senses and saved us from making too hasty of a commitment. --- photo – Jeanette viewing Cook’s Chasm at Cape Perpetua.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-2815741633425620711?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2815741633425620711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/narrow-escape.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/2815741633425620711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/2815741633425620711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/narrow-escape.html' title='Narrow Escape'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A_cwSSWPYts/Tx7Nvl7vH0I/AAAAAAAABGE/WY-j92_sXNM/s72-c/01.23-008w6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-6234728610582200545</id><published>2012-01-23T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T17:02:15.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Long Way Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wG220bVxTls/Tx3-5BwubMI/AAAAAAAABF8/cqwXcjUn0ew/s1600/01.23-001w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wG220bVxTls/Tx3-5BwubMI/AAAAAAAABF8/cqwXcjUn0ew/s320/01.23-001w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;If you have been keeping track of our where-abouts, and you know your geography, you will know that the Sea Lion Caves are way north of our turn off to Elkton! But, that is where we were this morning at the Sea Lion Caves&amp;nbsp;looking out over the ocean.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Actually today’s post should probably be titled “Good Fortune” or something similar, so let me explain.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Leaving Bullards Beach on Sunday morning we thought we were headed home to Elkton, but after stopping in Coos Bay for groceries, we realized we didn’t have to go home, and could spend some more time going up the coast on Sunday, the one sunny day in the forecast.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It instantly made real good sense, because for one I was tired of driving in the hard winds of Sunday, secondly it would allow us to stop at Cape Perpetua the following day and check out our volunteer whale watching site we would be manning in March. Plus we could swing through Dallas and attend an update on my mom’s care, and get in a visit with daughter Lisa and grandsons Will, Luke, &amp;amp; Jake. Two minutes after making the decision we pulled into the Mill Casino RV Park.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Now here is when the “Good Fortune” began to really become apparent. Not only&amp;nbsp;could we relax and not continue driving, we found out that Elkton&amp;nbsp;was without electricity!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So as I sat in my warm motor home watching the wind whip the waves across Coos Bay, sipping a glass or two of wine, watching the football games, I did consider myself most fortunate. And today as we continued up the coast in the bright sunshine stopping at the Sea Lion Caves, Cape Perpetua, and many other stops, we continued to consider ourselves most fortunate.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We are camped tonight at South Beach State Park and will continue on to Dallas tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-6234728610582200545?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6234728610582200545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/long-way-home.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/6234728610582200545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/6234728610582200545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/long-way-home.html' title='The Long Way Home'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wG220bVxTls/Tx3-5BwubMI/AAAAAAAABF8/cqwXcjUn0ew/s72-c/01.23-001w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-6844100588727724802</id><published>2012-01-21T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T17:48:37.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whale Watching Training</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TX_5rzwlJ1A/TxtqmWTakWI/AAAAAAAABF0/NKOlafPSMGc/s1600/01.21-006w6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TX_5rzwlJ1A/TxtqmWTakWI/AAAAAAAABF0/NKOlafPSMGc/s320/01.21-006w6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Dr. Carrie Newell is shown here lecturing on whales during the “Whale Watching Spoken Here” training held at Bullards Beach State Park. Dr. Newell is a very enthusiastic, entertaining and informative person and we learned a lot about whales, and Gray Whales in particular. The purpose of the training is to prepare us for manning a whale watching site for two days in March.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We attended along with our Elkton neighbors Lyle &amp;amp; Stephanie Schnabel. The Schnabels and we made the somewhat perilous journey down here to Bandon in our RV’s yesterday, having to use Hwy 42 as Hwy 38 was closed. We will be returning to Elkton tomorrow, probably with a strong tail wind.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-6844100588727724802?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6844100588727724802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/whale-watching-training.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/6844100588727724802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/6844100588727724802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/whale-watching-training.html' title='Whale Watching Training'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TX_5rzwlJ1A/TxtqmWTakWI/AAAAAAAABF0/NKOlafPSMGc/s72-c/01.21-006w6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-1980881640185504831</id><published>2012-01-15T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T10:27:17.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Juncos in the Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-21btPhCn0ww/TxMWmWRhbYI/AAAAAAAABFo/x6prOFgscjg/s1600/01.15-017w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-21btPhCn0ww/TxMWmWRhbYI/AAAAAAAABFo/x6prOFgscjg/s320/01.15-017w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Seeing Juncos in the snow this morning in my front yard took me back to my very first sighting of a Junco, they were in the snow under my grandmother’s camellia bush. I remember vividly every detail of peering out the window and observing the sharp contrast of the dark colors of birds on the white snow as they searched for camellia flower seeds. That was 65 years ago, strange what an impression it made on my mind and is so clear all these years later.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-1980881640185504831?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1980881640185504831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/juncos-in-snow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/1980881640185504831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/1980881640185504831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/juncos-in-snow.html' title='Juncos in the Snow'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-21btPhCn0ww/TxMWmWRhbYI/AAAAAAAABFo/x6prOFgscjg/s72-c/01.15-017w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-2374308530638450886</id><published>2012-01-14T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T14:42:53.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bandon Marsh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_9vZGaL6hls/TxIALoN3aMI/AAAAAAAABFg/z3Xjo6eXhgE/s1600/01.13-008w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_9vZGaL6hls/TxIALoN3aMI/AAAAAAAABFg/z3Xjo6eXhgE/s320/01.13-008w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Yesterday as we worked our way up the coast I got in several stops for birding besides the Garrison Lake stop as previously posted.&amp;nbsp; In Coos Bay I got to count a few birds in the Coalbank Slough while Jeanette did some shopping at Fred Meyer, and later at the Mill Casino RV Park we walked along the bank and counted some more.&amp;nbsp; But the most impressive stop was one we made earlier in the afternoon at the Ni-les’tun Unit of the Bandon Marsh National Wildlife Refuge. We got to see a number of expected birds there, but just at the end as I looked a little closer at what looked like just a stub in the marsh grass, I discovered a &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1326551695"&gt;Wilson’s Snipe&lt;/a&gt;, a first for my Life List. &amp;nbsp;For more photos and information on the Ni-les'tun Unit, check out the &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_ramblings.pl?fid=1319033535&amp;amp;query=all_search%3D%26allany%3D%2Band%2B%26cgifunction%3DSearch%26pagenum%3D1%26cgisort%3D1%26cgisortorder%3D1&amp;amp;cgifunction=form"&gt;Trip Journal&lt;/a&gt; for the first stop we made here in October.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-2374308530638450886?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2374308530638450886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/bandon-marsh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/2374308530638450886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/2374308530638450886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/bandon-marsh.html' title='Bandon Marsh'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_9vZGaL6hls/TxIALoN3aMI/AAAAAAAABFg/z3Xjo6eXhgE/s72-c/01.13-008w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-5761883073874564197</id><published>2012-01-13T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T06:26:54.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Garrison Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5GMTCiraLFI/TxDlHzptWYI/AAAAAAAABFY/L1fkHPchrcQ/s1600/01.13-002w2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5GMTCiraLFI/TxDlHzptWYI/AAAAAAAABFY/L1fkHPchrcQ/s320/01.13-002w2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We started working our way back home to Elkton today. A lunch stop was made at &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_cascader.pl?fid=1209253117&amp;amp;query=all_search%3Dgarrison%26pagenum%3D1%26cgifunction%3DSearch%26submit%3DSearch&amp;amp;cgifunction=form"&gt;Garrison Lake&lt;/a&gt; in Port Orford where this photo was taken.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;While Jeanette fixed lunch I counted birds, 10 birds in 10 minutes or so. Kind of interesting to me is that when we stopped here a few years ago to check out this lake it was through the eyes of a fisherman, today it was through the eyes of a birder. The weather is so nice we have decided to spend one more day and night on the coast.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We are camped tonight at the Mill Casino RV Park in North Bend, one of our favorites, and will drive on to Elkton tomorrow.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-5761883073874564197?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5761883073874564197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/one-more-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/5761883073874564197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/5761883073874564197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/one-more-day.html' title='Garrison Lake'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5GMTCiraLFI/TxDlHzptWYI/AAAAAAAABFY/L1fkHPchrcQ/s72-c/01.13-002w2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-2905755661895881779</id><published>2012-01-12T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T18:07:12.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunny Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UTw9xsyyVKo/Tw-Awg-UR9I/AAAAAAAABFQ/nF6Bjpf3jM0/s1600/01.12-032w2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UTw9xsyyVKo/Tw-Awg-UR9I/AAAAAAAABFQ/nF6Bjpf3jM0/s320/01.12-032w2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This is our campsite at Harris Beach State Park where we have been enjoying the warm sunshine of the Southern Oregon Coast for a couple of days now.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We have gotten in some short hikes, I’ve hiked all five trails in the park, and we’ve done lots of birding. The plan is to head home tomorrow while the weather is still good and be ready for the cold and rainy weather that starts this weekend.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-2905755661895881779?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2905755661895881779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/sunny-days.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/2905755661895881779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/2905755661895881779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/sunny-days.html' title='Sunny Days'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UTw9xsyyVKo/Tw-Awg-UR9I/AAAAAAAABFQ/nF6Bjpf3jM0/s72-c/01.12-032w2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-7779555667524162098</id><published>2012-01-11T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T17:53:39.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Escape to the Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HO4MraOBcgs/Tw4wuo-pPVI/AAAAAAAABFA/WEBrrqVL4mE/s1600/01.11-010w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HO4MraOBcgs/Tw4wuo-pPVI/AAAAAAAABFA/WEBrrqVL4mE/s320/01.11-010w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We have been planning to spend a couple of nights at the coast in our RV, and were thinking of some place close like Sutton Campground north of Florence.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But this morning during the 6:00 news when the weather map showed a 64 degree forecast for Brookings, we shifted gears, and by 7:30 we were packed and were pulling out of Elkton bound for Brookings. We stopped for lunch at the harbor in Port Orford and later stopped to play a little bit at Lone Ranch Beach, just North of Brookings. We had a great time enjoying the sunshine on the beach, spotting &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1326332477"&gt;Black Oystercatchers&lt;/a&gt;, and watching Ravens cavorting in the updrafts. We are set up tonight at Harris Beach State Park and will be here for a couple of nights, unless we change our minds.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-7779555667524162098?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7779555667524162098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/escape-to-beach.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/7779555667524162098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/7779555667524162098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/escape-to-beach.html' title='Escape to the Beach'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HO4MraOBcgs/Tw4wuo-pPVI/AAAAAAAABFA/WEBrrqVL4mE/s72-c/01.11-010w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-7157600068685099303</id><published>2012-01-10T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T14:18:53.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-koolEKRpdXg/Twy5J0ujOVI/AAAAAAAABE4/Ted_262OACc/s1600/01.09-001w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-koolEKRpdXg/Twy5J0ujOVI/AAAAAAAABE4/Ted_262OACc/s320/01.09-001w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This photo came from my neighbor’s roof top where I spotted this Black Phoebe yesterday.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Today while on my daily walk I saw a Black Phoebe, but at a different location, the Elkton High School, which is located in between my house and the Elkton Community Education Center where I took the previous posted photo.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I have yet to see two Phoebe’s together, so I am leaning toward the position that we have one solitary Black Phoebe that I have now seen in four different locations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-7157600068685099303?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7157600068685099303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/chapter-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/7157600068685099303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/7157600068685099303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/chapter-two.html' title='Chapter Two'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-koolEKRpdXg/Twy5J0ujOVI/AAAAAAAABE4/Ted_262OACc/s72-c/01.09-001w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-822252348314609136</id><published>2012-01-07T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T16:44:52.014-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Phoebe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jkf0VSFCuX0/TwjmjoOUJ1I/AAAAAAAABEw/hF-UzF1RnGo/s1600/01.07-001w6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jkf0VSFCuX0/TwjmjoOUJ1I/AAAAAAAABEw/hF-UzF1RnGo/s320/01.07-001w6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1205521731"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1205521732"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1205521732"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I snapped this Black Phoebe photo today in the pond at the Elkton Community Education Center. We are used to seeing &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.15599"&gt;Black Phoebes&lt;/a&gt; during the winter in California and Arizona, but not so much around here.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In fact the Umpqua Audubon Society lists them as uncommon in Douglas County. For several weeks now we have been seeing a single Black Phoebe hanging around our neighborhood, but I have not been able to get a photo. We have also spotted one a block away on a downtown building. The question now is how many birds have we seen; one bird in three different places, or three birds, each in a different location? Perhaps time will tell, as we will be paying close attention.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-822252348314609136?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/822252348314609136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/black-phoebe.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/822252348314609136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/822252348314609136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/black-phoebe.html' title='Black Phoebe'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jkf0VSFCuX0/TwjmjoOUJ1I/AAAAAAAABEw/hF-UzF1RnGo/s72-c/01.07-001w6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-8514583840399977403</id><published>2012-01-04T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T11:56:58.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fox Sparrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aXYgDEyLnsI/TwSJRZTnJkI/AAAAAAAABEc/3aW6qnzGJhs/s1600/01.03-001w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="269" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aXYgDEyLnsI/TwSJRZTnJkI/AAAAAAAABEc/3aW6qnzGJhs/s320/01.03-001w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We went to the coast yesterday in search of sunshine and birds.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1324000901"&gt;Fox Sparrow&lt;/a&gt; is the first bird we happened upon.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Someone mistakenly thought from its chipping sound that it was a &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.09999"&gt;Junco&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In her defense, I would say that they do sound quite similar, and that they are, after all, a member of the same family. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I think this sparrow is also often mistaken for a &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.034"&gt;Song Sparrow&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;  We did have lots of sunshine and saw a good number of Fox Sparrows, Wrentits, and Yellow-rumped Warblers. Our plan was to take the &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_cascader.pl?fid=1168186575&amp;amp;query=Type%3D%26Area%3DOregon%2BDunes%2BNational%2BRecreation%2BArea%26pagenum%3D1%26cgifunction%3DSearch%26submit3%3DSearch&amp;amp;cgifunction=form"&gt;Carter Dunes Trail&lt;/a&gt; to the beach and be able to add some gulls and perhaps some Brown Pelicans.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In the end we were thwarted from our plan of reaching the beach&amp;nbsp;due to high water covering the trail, and simply circled back on the &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_cascader.pl?fid=1168182150&amp;amp;query=Type%3D%26Area%3DOregon%2BDunes%2BNational%2BRecreation%2BArea%26pagenum%3D2%26cgifunction%3DSearch%26submit3%3DSearch&amp;amp;cgifunction=form"&gt;Taylor Dunes Trail&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WpQ-PtJJuYk/TwSJlGgikTI/AAAAAAAABEo/JP6BeswnCes/s1600/01.03-008w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="294" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WpQ-PtJJuYk/TwSJlGgikTI/AAAAAAAABEo/JP6BeswnCes/s320/01.03-008w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-8514583840399977403?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8514583840399977403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/fox-sparrow.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/8514583840399977403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/8514583840399977403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/fox-sparrow.html' title='A Fox Sparrow'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aXYgDEyLnsI/TwSJRZTnJkI/AAAAAAAABEc/3aW6qnzGJhs/s72-c/01.03-001w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-5742561098512758421</id><published>2012-01-01T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T16:28:43.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start of the Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B0NC9pl1EcQ/TwD50jy9g5I/AAAAAAAABEQ/25ciNP15CcI/s1600/01.01-007W3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="318" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B0NC9pl1EcQ/TwD50jy9g5I/AAAAAAAABEQ/25ciNP15CcI/s320/01.01-007W3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Today we started the New Year with our first birding trip and observation submission to eBird with a trip to Reedsport.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We have a walk that we have been doing for a couple of years now along the Scholfield Levee that is always productive.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I have been kind of holding it in my back pocket for several months now to use as a starter for the year of 2012. We have been watching the weather and keeping our fingers crossed for this day.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We lucked out with a dry day and were rewarded with a respectable number of birds.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In all, we counted a total 286 birds, representing 27 different species. Jeanette is shown here at one of the stops along the levee counting ducks on the Reedsport Duck Pond.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-5742561098512758421?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5742561098512758421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/start-of-year.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/5742561098512758421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/5742561098512758421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/start-of-year.html' title='Start of the Year'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B0NC9pl1EcQ/TwD50jy9g5I/AAAAAAAABEQ/25ciNP15CcI/s72-c/01.01-007W3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-6633965809472606457</id><published>2011-12-31T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T13:01:26.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-reIBjC7kUgc/Tv931AQnPKI/AAAAAAAABD4/XzE23TFi6M4/s1600/10.16-002w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="247" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-reIBjC7kUgc/Tv931AQnPKI/AAAAAAAABD4/XzE23TFi6M4/s320/10.16-002w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Two major changes loom dramatically in my mind as I review 2011 for Jim, Jeanette and Buster.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;At the end of June we made the decision to end our volunteer work. This brought to a close many years of volunteering with Oregon Department of Fish &amp;amp; Wildlife, Oregon State Parks, and Arizona State Parks. While volunteering had provided an economical means for us to have adventures, it had begun to extract a price in energy and freedom. By September we began to feel that our thirty-one foot Holiday Rambler motorhome was too much, and we downsized radically to a twenty-four foot Winnebago View, which in addition to being much easier to drive, costs half as much to operate. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Age, health, and money all have played into these decisions, but our hope is that we will continue to enjoy traveling and camping, perhaps in smaller economical campgrounds, and have the time to pursue our love of birding more fully.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-6633965809472606457?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6633965809472606457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/year-in-review.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/6633965809472606457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/6633965809472606457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/year-in-review.html' title='Year in Review'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-reIBjC7kUgc/Tv931AQnPKI/AAAAAAAABD4/XzE23TFi6M4/s72-c/10.16-002w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-7498721378379535844</id><published>2011-12-29T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T09:00:11.448-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Escape of 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xWcgr7L_xgA/TvybSxixvgI/AAAAAAAABDs/B604I2_j8CI/s1600/Death-Valley-046W3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xWcgr7L_xgA/TvybSxixvgI/AAAAAAAABDs/B604I2_j8CI/s320/Death-Valley-046W3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The dark rainy days here at the end of December are providing me with lots of time to sort through photos and write reviews for RVparking.com. Today, it’s going back to our trip to Death Valley in January of 2009.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Some great days of camping, hiking, and sunshine with our friends Dan &amp;amp; Charlene Lawry. I am shown here checking my altimeter at the lowest point in North America, Badwater Basin.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-7498721378379535844?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7498721378379535844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/winter-escape.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/7498721378379535844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/7498721378379535844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/winter-escape.html' title='Winter Escape of 2009'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xWcgr7L_xgA/TvybSxixvgI/AAAAAAAABDs/B604I2_j8CI/s72-c/Death-Valley-046W3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-5698061306709486274</id><published>2011-12-24T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T15:53:49.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vPQ07wbRnFc/TvZhSYsz-hI/AAAAAAAABDg/w1n9dfYpXwg/s1600/12.24pm-004w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vPQ07wbRnFc/TvZhSYsz-hI/AAAAAAAABDg/w1n9dfYpXwg/s320/12.24pm-004w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just took this photo of a male &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1306103521"&gt;Purple Finch&lt;/a&gt; at&amp;nbsp;our feeder this afternoon.&amp;nbsp; It's color seems to be the most Christmasy I could probably find, so Merry Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-5698061306709486274?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5698061306709486274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/5698061306709486274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/5698061306709486274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vPQ07wbRnFc/TvZhSYsz-hI/AAAAAAAABDg/w1n9dfYpXwg/s72-c/12.24pm-004w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-7035425738020810586</id><published>2011-12-23T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T08:01:02.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother and Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-39We8RQ8cgM/TvSlIAGu9iI/AAAAAAAABDU/g_HldsxetIA/s1600/12.16-020w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-39We8RQ8cgM/TvSlIAGu9iI/AAAAAAAABDU/g_HldsxetIA/s320/12.16-020w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I took this photo last week of these two Lesser Scaup, but it wasn’t until I got home and was looking closer at the images on my computer that I realized what I had.&amp;nbsp; In the fore ground is a female adult, and in the background is a juvenile.&amp;nbsp; Notice the mother has just returned to the surface with something in her mouth.&amp;nbsp; According to Wikipedia, “The origin of the name scaup may stem from the bird's preference for feeding on scalp - the Scottish word for clams, oysters, and mussels.” So, I’m guessing that maybe that’s a freshwater clam or mussel in her mouth.&amp;nbsp; We watched both ducks dive several times, so I know the juvenile is capable of finding its own food, but like its human counterpart, this juvenile still looks to mom to provide it something to eat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-7035425738020810586?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7035425738020810586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/mother-and-child.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/7035425738020810586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/7035425738020810586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/mother-and-child.html' title='Mother and Child'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-39We8RQ8cgM/TvSlIAGu9iI/AAAAAAAABDU/g_HldsxetIA/s72-c/12.16-020w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-3654919463276410732</id><published>2011-12-19T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T09:20:40.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RVparking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QshvrzD83nY/Tu9wIBafLxI/AAAAAAAABDI/JyrylEESoXY/s1600/RVparking.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="279" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QshvrzD83nY/Tu9wIBafLxI/AAAAAAAABDI/JyrylEESoXY/s320/RVparking.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It seems I’ve got a new winter project, writing reviews on campgrounds. Some time ago, like maybe this summer, I installed a free App on my I-Pod for &lt;a href="http://rvparking.com/"&gt;RVparking.com&lt;/a&gt;. I’ve used it a little, and on our last trip to California, I began to see its real worth.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Not only is it helpful in locating an RV park or campground to stay in, you can also leave a review which can later serve to remind you what you liked or did not like about the park and what you paid. On top of that you can post photos, which again can serve as a nice reminder of your time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’m beginning to see it has kind of my own collection of campground information. Of course others can do the same, and so collectively it begins to really be a huge source of information, and it’s all free.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So, my project now is to review all the parks and campgrounds we have stayed in and add photos, that should keep me busy for some time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-3654919463276410732?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3654919463276410732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/rvparking.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/3654919463276410732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/3654919463276410732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/rvparking.html' title='RVparking'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QshvrzD83nY/Tu9wIBafLxI/AAAAAAAABDI/JyrylEESoXY/s72-c/RVparking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-3936443382053462233</id><published>2011-12-17T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T08:58:17.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Continuing Search</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-re2kVeujaQk/TuzFONbZvdI/AAAAAAAABC8/TQsjCTCv0DY/s1600/12.16-010w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-re2kVeujaQk/TuzFONbZvdI/AAAAAAAABC8/TQsjCTCv0DY/s320/12.16-010w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It’s becoming a habit of mine to search out the warmest spot around for a hiking/birding destination.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I check the weather forecast for several towns, and follow up with a look at the web cams. With cold fog hanging in the inland valleys, the coast has been the winning area lately.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Yesterday, Coos Bay was the warmest around by about five degrees, so I settled on the John Topits City Park for an afternoon bird walk. The park has a great network of paved trails that circle the Empire Lakes. One of the birds that we saw and I photographed is shown here,&amp;nbsp;a male &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.17399"&gt;Ring-necked Duck&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_cascader.pl?fid=1166054219&amp;amp;query=all_search%3Dempire%26pagenum%3D1%26cgifunction%3DSearch%26submit%3DSearch&amp;amp;cgifunction=form"&gt;Lower Empire Lake&lt;/a&gt;. I also got some photos of a juvenile &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.14099"&gt;Lesser Scaup&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_cascader.pl?fid=1166051563&amp;amp;query=all_search%3Dempire%26pagenum%3D1%26cgifunction%3DSearch%26submit%3DSearch&amp;amp;cgifunction=form"&gt;Upper Empire Lake&lt;/a&gt;. It seemed like birds were a little scarce, but the warm sunshine was an ample reward, and still we ended up with 14 different species identified.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-3936443382053462233?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3936443382053462233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/continuing-search.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/3936443382053462233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/3936443382053462233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/continuing-search.html' title='The Continuing Search'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-re2kVeujaQk/TuzFONbZvdI/AAAAAAAABC8/TQsjCTCv0DY/s72-c/12.16-010w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-2541910169021026487</id><published>2011-12-14T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T08:41:58.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Search of Warmth and Birds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-If-IpLuSz0A/TujQDSBfqgI/AAAAAAAABC0/DIcI_ZtOf3Q/s1600/12.13-002w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-If-IpLuSz0A/TujQDSBfqgI/AAAAAAAABC0/DIcI_ZtOf3Q/s320/12.13-002w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The reported sighting of a Snowy Owl in the Siltcoos Estuary last week, and my search for the warmest nearby weather, came together to suggest a birding trip yesterday. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Our Friend Janet Schaller went with us for an afternoon trip to the Siltcoos Recreation Area, north of Reedsport.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We didn’t see the owl, but in all honesty the warmth of the sun and the abundance of other birds caused us to kind of forget about the Snowy. There were a large number of Bufflehead Ducks on the water, Yellow-rumped Warblers flittered in and out&amp;nbsp;among the trees in search of bugs, and the normally shy Hermit Thrush, seemed extra curious in regards to our presence. In all we spotted 16 different species of birds, a glorious afternoon of sunshine and birding.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-2541910169021026487?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2541910169021026487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/in-search-of-warmth-and-birds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/2541910169021026487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/2541910169021026487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/in-search-of-warmth-and-birds.html' title='In Search of Warmth and Birds'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-If-IpLuSz0A/TujQDSBfqgI/AAAAAAAABC0/DIcI_ZtOf3Q/s72-c/12.13-002w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-8722830186589377983</id><published>2011-12-12T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T09:09:06.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Home &amp; Routine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Ve7Y0Hv-jo/TuYx43ZVM5I/AAAAAAAABCs/HDSNY2lSNQ8/s1600/12.12-001w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Ve7Y0Hv-jo/TuYx43ZVM5I/AAAAAAAABCs/HDSNY2lSNQ8/s320/12.12-001w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We are back home in Elkton and into our normal routines.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Jeanette is shown here at coffee this morning at Arlene’s Café with her exercise friends.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The group meets weekday mornings at 6:30 for exercise, followed by coffee at 7:30. I usually monitor the coffee hour. Without a local newspaper it’s one of the better ways to know what’s going on.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-8722830186589377983?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8722830186589377983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/back-to-home-routine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/8722830186589377983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/8722830186589377983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/back-to-home-routine.html' title='Back to Home &amp; Routine'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Ve7Y0Hv-jo/TuYx43ZVM5I/AAAAAAAABCs/HDSNY2lSNQ8/s72-c/12.12-001w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-131849746399041761</id><published>2011-12-11T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T06:09:41.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>F.Y.I.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Here is a number of little tidbits of information for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;  --we did get the generator repaired and by noon on Friday it was reinstalled in the Winnebago and running. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;---after an assessment of all things, we decided that this was the time and place for our turn around and to head home.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We made a quick stop for groceries, and fuel, and grabbed a hamburger.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;--- the greater Chico area had one more challenge to &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;hurl in our face, it seems the hamburger was not quite right and by that evening after stopping in Red Bluff for the night we were fighting food poisoning.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;---- after dragging out of bed late morning we managed to drive as far as Medford where we spent the night at Pear Tree RV Park, and will continue on to Elkton today. (in much better health)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;--- if you read this blog on a handheld device like a smart phone, you will notice that the format has been changed, simplified, and with a white back-ground.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Evidently Blog Spot (Google) decided for whatever reasons, to make the change.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I noticed it affected all blogs that I read that use Blog Spot.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If you read this blog with a regular computer it will still be with the green background.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-131849746399041761?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/131849746399041761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/fyi.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/131849746399041761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/131849746399041761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/fyi.html' title='F.Y.I.'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-7958981592827383216</id><published>2011-12-09T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T10:38:47.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grimy Gulch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dU18gYqrsyY/TuJR56j8eAI/AAAAAAAABCk/sModEkx1Svk/s1600/12.06-003w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dU18gYqrsyY/TuJR56j8eAI/AAAAAAAABCk/sModEkx1Svk/s320/12.06-003w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We are still waiting “semi-patiently” in Chico for our generator to be repaired, so the idea for today’s post is drawn from a side trip we took few days back while staying at Black Butte Lake.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Jeanette had talked with the Ranger and found out about free camping available at Stony Gorge Reservoir some 25 miles away.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So we took off one afternoon to investigate.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;No campgrounds were shown on the map nor listed in any of the books I have.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We saw no signs and drove past a road we should have taken, but after some back tracking we finally located the right road and found the campgrounds.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They were closed, and I would have to say it was almost a sense of relief, because the name "Grimy Gulch" did not leave me with a feeling of clean campsite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-7958981592827383216?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7958981592827383216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/grimy-gulch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/7958981592827383216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/7958981592827383216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/grimy-gulch.html' title='Grimy Gulch'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dU18gYqrsyY/TuJR56j8eAI/AAAAAAAABCk/sModEkx1Svk/s72-c/12.06-003w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-4779116552521812789</id><published>2011-12-08T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T12:36:43.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aloha Black Butte Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-REBr1FVvzaw/TuEc3hsLYhI/AAAAAAAABCc/f9bOCT5H2_o/s1600/12.06-023w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-REBr1FVvzaw/TuEc3hsLYhI/AAAAAAAABCc/f9bOCT5H2_o/s320/12.06-023w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We didn't know it at the time, but Tuesday was our last afternoon of soaking up the sun at Black Butte Lake. Where we were camped at Buckhorn Campground, there are no hookups, so we ran the generator a couple of times a day to keep the batteries charged up. Because the air mattress in our Comfort Couch uses an electric pump to inflate and deflate, we scheduled our generator time with our getting up and going to bed time. We also used this time to charge up our laptops, cell phones, I-pods, and MiFi. During this charging session on Tuesday night our generator abruptly stopped. I’ll spare you the rest of the details. The short version is we are now in Chico having the generator repaired under warranty at Jeff’s Truck Repair. They removed it from the RV yesterday and are&amp;nbsp;working on it and hopeful they will be able to reinstall it this afternoon.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We have spent the night at nearby Almond Tree RV Park with all the luxuries of full hook-ups---electricity, water, sewer, and cable TV. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Our general plan is to be back in Oregon in time for Jeanette to keep a doctor’s appointment on the 21&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In the mean time we will knock around this part of California soaking up the sunshine as long as we can. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-4779116552521812789?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4779116552521812789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/aloha-black-butte-lake.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/4779116552521812789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/4779116552521812789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/aloha-black-butte-lake.html' title='Aloha Black Butte Lake'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-REBr1FVvzaw/TuEc3hsLYhI/AAAAAAAABCc/f9bOCT5H2_o/s72-c/12.06-023w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-3078921310590854991</id><published>2011-12-06T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T19:25:33.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birding Overdose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dDTa496Ov2g/Tt5WxeFB_GI/AAAAAAAABCM/XILJKvbacEc/s1600/12.05-002W.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dDTa496Ov2g/Tt5WxeFB_GI/AAAAAAAABCM/XILJKvbacEc/s320/12.05-002W.jpg" width="308" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We went birding at the Sacramento National Wildlife Refuge yesterday and kind of overdosed on birding.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I believe Sacramento NWR is one of the premier bird refuges in the nation; it is certainly the best one I have ever visited.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We were here the first time in March of 2005 and spent two days birding, but everyone said we were too late to witness the spectacular Snow Geese migration.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This time we hit it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The afternoon started out innocent enough.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;At the Visitor Center I noticed a Snowy Egret in a pond; Jeanette spotted a pair of House Finches in a tree.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;On park personnel’s recommendation we start the 6 mile driving loop.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;A Vulture soars overhead, a Flicker flees for cover, and a Black Phoebe sits on the fence.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The list is starting to grow.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The first water way holds a dozen Coots, a similar number of Mallards and a couple of Marsh Wrens.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We drive on and spot two Ravens and admire a swooping Northern Harrier.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This is the greatest. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;A half dozen White-crowned Sparrows dart along the road. Ring-necked Pheasants can be seen in twos and threes. Our numbers are increasing. Meadow Larks work the ground, a Red-tailed Hawk is perched in a tree, and a lone American Pipit walks a shoreline. The count is really expanding. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;A larger pond reveals Pintails, Gadwalls, Northern Shovelers, and Great White-fronted Geese.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Too many, we will just have to estimate their numbers. We drive on to a larger pond, covered with signature Snow Geese so numerous we cannot see the water.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We cannot even guess their number.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Now we notice ponds to our right as well as are left contain Snow Geese, the air is filled with birds in flight, who could possibly know their numbers. About this time we realize this is not a place to count birds, just check off species. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I photograph and Jeanette tries to discern Ross’s Snow Goose from the common Snow Goose. My eyes are burning, my mind is numb, we stop for a cup of coffee.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Bufflehead, Avocets, Cinnamon Teal and Ring-necked Ducks catch our attention. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;We are only halfway around our six mile loop, but I make a pronouncement---we need to leave, I have birded enough.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We start to drive, but spot some Least Grebes, a Nuttall’s Woodpecker in a thicket, a Great Blue Heron lumbers overhead, a Great Egret stands alone, a Bald Eagle watches from a snag. I press on, Red-winged Blackbirds, Double Crested Cormorants, stop---what are those, Rudy Ducks?&amp;nbsp; Yes,&amp;nbsp;in winter plumage. Drive, stop, juvenile Common Moorhens. Now I drive with determination, a flight of Juncos and a Robin.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I make it to the gate, we turn for our campground.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I need blinders to focus on the road, I wonder if I can drive to our site with my eyes closed. --- 38 species in all if you’ve counted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ce5YNCAZz7w/Tt5XO52wJjI/AAAAAAAABCU/pZwaFnRyDxM/s1600/12.05-014W.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ce5YNCAZz7w/Tt5XO52wJjI/AAAAAAAABCU/pZwaFnRyDxM/s400/12.05-014W.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-3078921310590854991?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3078921310590854991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/birding-overdose.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/3078921310590854991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/3078921310590854991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/birding-overdose.html' title='Birding Overdose'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dDTa496Ov2g/Tt5WxeFB_GI/AAAAAAAABCM/XILJKvbacEc/s72-c/12.05-002W.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-2808949844745493325</id><published>2011-12-05T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T18:03:41.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmare at 3:00 AM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I don’t have a photo to go with today’s post, and it’s a good thing because it would be ugly.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;At 3:00 this morning wind gusts against the motor home woke me up, and in the background I thought I could hear the refrigerator trying to start, and then the next thing I noticed was the warning flashing lights on the refrigerator.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Oh no,--- we are out of propane.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;On Thursday morning when we were leaving&amp;nbsp;Red Bluff&amp;nbsp;my propane tank had registered 1/3 so I stopped to get propane.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The attendant said the tank was full and he could not add any.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Motorhome gauges for propane, water, and sewer waste tanks are notoriously inaccurate, so I immediately concluded the gauge was wrong and went on my way. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;On Friday we moved to the Buckhorn Recreation Area at Black Butte Lake, thirteen miles west of Orland, where we are camped without any hookups.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;By Saturday the gauge read empty, stupid gauge.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;At three o’clock this morning it was pretty easy to conclude we were actually out of propane.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The furnace came on about that time, and only blew cold air.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Jeanette tried lighting the stove as a test, no flame.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Now we are really in a pickle, because our generator also runs on propane, which means if the motor home battery is dead we would not be able to run the generator to recharge it. We assume the gates are locked until 7, so we are stuck. Now try going back to sleep with all that in your mind! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;To bring this story to an end, daylight did eventually come, the motor home did start, we did leave the park, and we did get propane.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As a footnote, while in town&amp;nbsp;we did laundry, bought groceries, had lunch and visited Sacramento Wildlife Refuge. More on that tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-2808949844745493325?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2808949844745493325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/nightmare-at-300-am.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/2808949844745493325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/2808949844745493325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/nightmare-at-300-am.html' title='Nightmare at 3:00 AM'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-8008309068117556643</id><published>2011-12-04T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T14:21:13.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning of Birding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I3TeR_NE0jc/Ttvn2abkhxI/AAAAAAAABCE/t0ma0FszDwM/s1600/12.04-009w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="283" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I3TeR_NE0jc/Ttvn2abkhxI/AAAAAAAABCE/t0ma0FszDwM/s320/12.04-009w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This morning was another bright sunny morning in California, only most import of all, we were free of the wind that had plagued us Friday night and all day Saturday.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Free of the wind we got a good start for a morning of birding, out the door and down the trail by 8:30.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We were rewarded with &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.20999"&gt;Western Meadowlarks&lt;/a&gt;, almost too numerous to count, easily over 4 dozen. A few even called out with their melodious song, like the one shown in the photo.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We hiked three miles in three hours and identified 23 species of birds.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;An import additional sighting was a Coyote hunting for ground birds, who was unaware of our presence for a short time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-8008309068117556643?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8008309068117556643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/good-morning-of-birding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/8008309068117556643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/8008309068117556643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/good-morning-of-birding.html' title='Good Morning of Birding'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I3TeR_NE0jc/Ttvn2abkhxI/AAAAAAAABCE/t0ma0FszDwM/s72-c/12.04-009w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-114087498556247547</id><published>2011-12-02T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T18:34:23.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunset at Black Butte Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ohZr_YU8ADs/TtmJw9pX3QI/AAAAAAAABB8/o0vpAeMNIiY/s1600/12.02-017w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ohZr_YU8ADs/TtmJw9pX3QI/AAAAAAAABB8/o0vpAeMNIiY/s320/12.02-017w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I took this photo tonight thru the window of our Winnebago in our campsite at Buckhorn Campground at Black Butte Lake. We are set up in campsite #8, the same campsite we were in last year, click &lt;a href="http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2010/11/black-butte-lake.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see that post. We plan on staying here as long as the good weather holds.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Last year we fled from here to escape a rain storm.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We have thought of this campground all year, yearning to return, at last we have, and we are looking forward to many days here with great birding.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Of the 90 sites here, only one other one seems to be occupied.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-114087498556247547?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/114087498556247547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/sunset-at-black-butte.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/114087498556247547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/114087498556247547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/12/sunset-at-black-butte.html' title='Sunset at Black Butte Lake'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ohZr_YU8ADs/TtmJw9pX3QI/AAAAAAAABB8/o0vpAeMNIiY/s72-c/12.02-017w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-8515887791657010950</id><published>2011-11-30T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T16:36:48.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping at Sycamore Grove</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kDgwgsygllc/TtbLvNxk_jI/AAAAAAAABB0/OFbDzJeAus8/s1600/11.30-009w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kDgwgsygllc/TtbLvNxk_jI/AAAAAAAABB0/OFbDzJeAus8/s320/11.30-009w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The weather forecasters put a scare on us about severe winds for today, so we just sort of hunkered down in the motor home this morning.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We did have a lot of wind which completely “raked” all the leaves for me leaving us with a clean campsite, but I noticed that now all the leaves are all piled up against the restrooms. The only other campers left this morning, so we now have this 30 site campground all to ourselves.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;By eleven o’clock we were getting cabin fever so decided to walk to the store for some milk.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We thought it would be about a mile and a half.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Turned out the closest convenience stores were two and a half miles, but no milk, so it was a half a mile further to the grocery store, so now a three mile walk, which meant a six mile round trip. But hey, we needed the excise and a break from birding.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-8515887791657010950?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8515887791657010950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/camping-at-sycamore-grove.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/8515887791657010950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/8515887791657010950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/camping-at-sycamore-grove.html' title='Camping at Sycamore Grove'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kDgwgsygllc/TtbLvNxk_jI/AAAAAAAABB0/OFbDzJeAus8/s72-c/11.30-009w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-7484113674190963095</id><published>2011-11-29T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T16:33:32.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birding at Red Bluff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;When we arrived at the &lt;a href="http://www.fs.usda.gov/recarea/mendocino/recreation/recarea/?recid=25236"&gt;Red Bluff Recreation Area&lt;/a&gt; yesterday afternoon temperatures were just shy of 70 degrees.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;After selecting a site in the&lt;a href="http://www.fs.usda.gov/recarea/mendocino/recreation/camping-cabins/recarea/?recid=25242&amp;amp;actid=29"&gt; Sycamore Grove Campground&lt;/a&gt; we set off for some birding. In an hour’s time we identified 19 different species. Northern Flickers (top photo) were the most numerous, easily over 2 dozen.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The Red-tailed Hawk (lower photo) was the most impressive of the four different species of hawks we saw. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;This is an area that we love to bird in since discovering it in 2009.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The campground is never crowded, as in this visit, there is only one other camper plus the hosts in this&amp;nbsp;30 site campground. Rates are unbelievable low, 16 dollars a night, which we pay half. And there are miles of trails and the Sacramento River. Everything meets our criteria of a perfect place to stay and bird.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The plan is to stay here two more nights before heading to Chico for Tony’s birthday on Thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9NmD5kTJBKE/TtUKdFLByMI/AAAAAAAABBk/O7FlIOu3LFY/s1600/11.28-010w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9NmD5kTJBKE/TtUKdFLByMI/AAAAAAAABBk/O7FlIOu3LFY/s320/11.28-010w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JrDrheG6EPo/TtULAiu9AyI/AAAAAAAABBs/vTkOPtou_ak/s1600/11.28-019w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JrDrheG6EPo/TtULAiu9AyI/AAAAAAAABBs/vTkOPtou_ak/s320/11.28-019w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-7484113674190963095?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7484113674190963095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/birding-at-red-bluff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/7484113674190963095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/7484113674190963095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/birding-at-red-bluff.html' title='Birding at Red Bluff'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9NmD5kTJBKE/TtUKdFLByMI/AAAAAAAABBk/O7FlIOu3LFY/s72-c/11.28-010w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-3638332907207135564</id><published>2011-11-28T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T09:10:13.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a View!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sPCRsYkI2mQ/TtQwddmF7EI/AAAAAAAABBU/s_t2d8K6ppI/s1600/11.28-003w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sPCRsYkI2mQ/TtQwddmF7EI/AAAAAAAABBU/s_t2d8K6ppI/s320/11.28-003w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You might think I am talking about the view we had of Mt Shasta during lunch at a rest stop, or the view we have at our campsite at &lt;a href="http://www.fs.usda.gov/recarea/mendocino/recreation/camping-cabins/recarea/?recid=25242&amp;amp;actid=29"&gt;Sycamore Grove Campground&lt;/a&gt; tonight, but actually what I want to give accolades to is our new Winnebago View motor home.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This was our first trip south over the Siskiyous in this motor home.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Climbing over the Siskiyous is something I had come to dread with our past motor homes built on Chevy and Ford chassis, it&amp;nbsp;has always been a struggle up the steep climbs and a serious matter to pay attention to on the steep declines.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But, the handling of this View with its Mercedes Benz chassis was a whole new experience today.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Plenty of power for climbing, smooth shifts from the transmission, lots of margin on the braking, and precise control with the steering. It was a pleasure to drive all the way. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;And on top of that, the fuel costs are half of what the others were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSeohu-HDT4/TtQxPjCNJoI/AAAAAAAABBc/Fxn0_HOskm8/s1600/11.28-007w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSeohu-HDT4/TtQxPjCNJoI/AAAAAAAABBc/Fxn0_HOskm8/s320/11.28-007w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-3638332907207135564?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3638332907207135564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-view.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/3638332907207135564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/3638332907207135564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-view.html' title='What a View!'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sPCRsYkI2mQ/TtQwddmF7EI/AAAAAAAABBU/s_t2d8K6ppI/s72-c/11.28-003w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-1380590284157755699</id><published>2011-11-27T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T16:44:19.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven Feathers Casino</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h16UDsO6Bw0/TtLWkdh58xI/AAAAAAAABBM/dRv2UwXlFjA/s1600/11.27-013w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h16UDsO6Bw0/TtLWkdh58xI/AAAAAAAABBM/dRv2UwXlFjA/s320/11.27-013w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We took off today on our annual migration to the south in search of warmth and sunshine. We had planned to leave tomorrow, but by mid-day&amp;nbsp;we were packed and ready.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;A little head start on tomorrow’s goal of Sycamore Grove Campground in Red Bluff sounded like a good idea, so we drove as far as the Seven Feathers Casino in Canyonville.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We are set up in the parking lot where they allow RV’ers to stay for free. A free shuttle is provided to take you to the casino, but we walked&amp;nbsp;since we wanted the exercise. Buster seemed to take an interest in the Salmon &amp;amp; Eagle sculpture at the main entrance. I love seeing the success the Native Americans are having with casinos.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The “taxation” that has built these elegant entertainment centers is purely voluntary. I don’t care to be taxed, so I am able to enjoy these facilities for free!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-1380590284157755699?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1380590284157755699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/seven-feathers-casino.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/1380590284157755699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/1380590284157755699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/seven-feathers-casino.html' title='Seven Feathers Casino'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h16UDsO6Bw0/TtLWkdh58xI/AAAAAAAABBM/dRv2UwXlFjA/s72-c/11.27-013w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-1452528392166283641</id><published>2011-11-25T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T13:15:35.422-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jake Learns Birding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vCoSi4o6xRc/TtADlTXhG9I/AAAAAAAABBE/9w0zbdztCHo/s1600/IMG_0970w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vCoSi4o6xRc/TtADlTXhG9I/AAAAAAAABBE/9w0zbdztCHo/s320/IMG_0970w.jpg" width="307" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;My six year old grandson Jake is shown this morning using binoculars to be able to describe a Red-tailed Hawk perched in a distant tree.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He and his mom Lisa and brothers William and Luke are here in Elkton for Thanksgiving. We all took a walk this morning to check out the new playground equipment at the grade school. Of course a walk means a birding experience for Grandpa.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Jake was a good student.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He has a keen mind which was demonstrated on the way back home when he pointed out the exact tree where we had spotted a number of Steller’s Jays.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-1452528392166283641?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1452528392166283641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/jake-learns-birding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/1452528392166283641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/1452528392166283641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/jake-learns-birding.html' title='Jake Learns Birding'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vCoSi4o6xRc/TtADlTXhG9I/AAAAAAAABBE/9w0zbdztCHo/s72-c/IMG_0970w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-8992501833315194922</id><published>2011-11-21T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T09:22:14.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eagle Eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SF2n7Q1vyKQ/TsqIYcBi9tI/AAAAAAAABA8/tIXu2LdZ2wg/s1600/11.21-008w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SF2n7Q1vyKQ/TsqIYcBi9tI/AAAAAAAABA8/tIXu2LdZ2wg/s320/11.21-008w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I took this photo of a young Bald Eagle yesterday, which sort of gives me the idea of where the expression “eagle eye” comes from.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We took advantage of a dry day to go hiking, and the coast looked warmer than inland, so I chose the Carter Lake area and made a loop with the Carter Dunes Trail and the Taylor Dunes Trail. We had bright sunshine the whole way and in the end were rewarded with this young Bald Eagle, which I believe to be a second year bird. It takes four years for them to fully develop the white head and tail.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-8992501833315194922?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8992501833315194922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/eagle-eye.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/8992501833315194922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/8992501833315194922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/eagle-eye.html' title='Eagle Eye'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SF2n7Q1vyKQ/TsqIYcBi9tI/AAAAAAAABA8/tIXu2LdZ2wg/s72-c/11.21-008w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-4820769952728215017</id><published>2011-11-19T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T12:06:13.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Black Phoebe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-01yHMeRnF3M/Tsf6bL8uaTI/AAAAAAAABAw/7Be1JhzdaTM/s1600/11.17-011w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-01yHMeRnF3M/Tsf6bL8uaTI/AAAAAAAABAw/7Be1JhzdaTM/s320/11.17-011w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I took this photo of a &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.15599"&gt;Black Phoebe&lt;/a&gt; on a country fence yesterday during my walk.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I first became aware of Black Phoebes some years ago along the Coachella Canal in Southern California near the Salton Sea.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I have since enjoyed them every year while wintering in California and Arizona. I was pleased but a little surprised to see this bird yesterday.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It seemed as though he should have been further south by now.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;As I reflect on that sitting in my den on this cold rainy morning,--so should have I.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-4820769952728215017?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4820769952728215017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/black-phoebe.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/4820769952728215017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/4820769952728215017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/black-phoebe.html' title='A Black Phoebe'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-01yHMeRnF3M/Tsf6bL8uaTI/AAAAAAAABAw/7Be1JhzdaTM/s72-c/11.17-011w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-4958253384713303460</id><published>2011-11-18T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T15:30:01.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today a Deer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wOKuu_f-AvA/TsbnVGhY6SI/AAAAAAAABAo/Xz1xOuZMsS8/s1600/11.17-002w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wOKuu_f-AvA/TsbnVGhY6SI/AAAAAAAABAo/Xz1xOuZMsS8/s320/11.17-002w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This is a deer I saw on my walk today.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It is the third daily photo in a row that I am posting that features a critter, and all three critters were found within the city limits of our little town of Elkton. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Ironically all three of these critters are considered by the locals to be pests.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And in a note of further irony, I think they could all contribute to a fine Thanksgiving Table.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-4958253384713303460?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4958253384713303460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/today-deer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/4958253384713303460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/4958253384713303460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/today-deer.html' title='Today a Deer'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wOKuu_f-AvA/TsbnVGhY6SI/AAAAAAAABAo/Xz1xOuZMsS8/s72-c/11.17-002w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-2667796904280436696</id><published>2011-11-17T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T06:50:15.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doves Prompt Search</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xVmOBbllZnY/TsWE5-KPyPI/AAAAAAAABAg/tvXK-2X5Ils/s1600/11.17-009w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xVmOBbllZnY/TsWE5-KPyPI/AAAAAAAABAg/tvXK-2X5Ils/s320/11.17-009w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;took some photos of Eurasian Collared Doves in my yard this morning.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;That led me to consider using this photo in a post, but I knew I had posted several blogs on Eurasian Collared Doves before, but my age-faded memory had no clue when. That made me realize I really needed a search function for the blog. And that caused me to look at the Design feature in my blog, and ------ look at that, I now have a Search feature!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Look at the top right-hand corner. Hopefully it will be helpful to you in searching for a blog that you want to read again, I know it will be helpful for me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-2667796904280436696?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2667796904280436696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/doves-prompt-search.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/2667796904280436696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/2667796904280436696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/doves-prompt-search.html' title='Doves Prompt Search'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xVmOBbllZnY/TsWE5-KPyPI/AAAAAAAABAg/tvXK-2X5Ils/s72-c/11.17-009w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-977288100208810821</id><published>2011-11-15T14:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T14:58:38.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Turkeys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O41jwEhzPSU/TsLjANypIWI/AAAAAAAABAY/I_Lajak6m-A/s1600/11.15-002w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O41jwEhzPSU/TsLjANypIWI/AAAAAAAABAY/I_Lajak6m-A/s320/11.15-002w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I did take my camera with me on our walk today, and we did spot 13 different species of birds including 17 Mallard Ducks,&amp;nbsp;30 American Robins, and 40 European Starlings, but this is the best photo I could produce. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;This handsome pair, Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs. Tom Turkey, are technically known &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;as &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;a &lt;/span&gt;“&lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.09199"&gt;Wild Turkey&lt;/a&gt;”, but it would be hard to convince any of the local people here in Elkton that they are “wild”.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They are in fact a year around nuisance, raising heck with people's gardens and flower beds, and pooping on the streets and sidewalks.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Every year about this time as Thanksgiving draws nigh I consider doing my part to help curb the local population, and provide for my table at the same time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;hmmm&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-977288100208810821?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/977288100208810821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/wild-turkeys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/977288100208810821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/977288100208810821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/wild-turkeys.html' title='Wild Turkeys'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O41jwEhzPSU/TsLjANypIWI/AAAAAAAABAY/I_Lajak6m-A/s72-c/11.15-002w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-330161758883627227</id><published>2011-11-14T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T10:25:54.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Camera, Always the Camera!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I always take my camera with me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I carry it in a shoulder bag with my binoculars, a bird guide, and a windbreaker and a few odds and ends.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I bought this particular shoulder bag last winter when we were in San Diego at an REI store&amp;nbsp;and I’ve used it almost every day since.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Each day when I take off for a walk, which is usually a combination of a walk for exercise, a walk for our dog Buster, and an opportunity to do some birding, I throw this bag over my shoulder and off we go.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;However, this morning was an exception.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was overcast and actually raining, but I was impatient to get a walk in, so I left the bag with my camera at home to stay dry.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I grabbed an umbrella as I went out the door, giving my wife and dog an excused absence on the walk.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Two blocks away from the house the rain let up.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;As I continued walking on our town’s brand new sidewalk overlooking the Umpqua River, I noticed some movement in a quite backwater.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;A closer look revealed two pair of exquisite &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.20599"&gt;Hooded Mergansers&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Few ducks rival the striking pattern of the males, and few females can match the fluffy hairdo of the females.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But here I was without my camera!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;A strong curse and a vow to always always always take the camera were made once again.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-330161758883627227?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/330161758883627227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/camera-always-camera.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/330161758883627227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/330161758883627227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/camera-always-camera.html' title='The Camera, Always the Camera!'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-8446646918600936544</id><published>2011-11-11T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T10:20:26.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunrise Send-off</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GCmUgDT0jik/Tr1G1sgSrlI/AAAAAAAABAQ/RlaflvmntyA/s1600/11.10-005w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GCmUgDT0jik/Tr1G1sgSrlI/AAAAAAAABAQ/RlaflvmntyA/s400/11.10-005w.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This was the sunrise display from our campsite yesterday morning, signaling our last morning. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;We ended up spending all three nights at the &lt;a href="http://www.themillcasino.com/accommodations/rvpark.cfm"&gt;Mill Casino RV Park&lt;/a&gt; while we were in Coos Bay because we got such a great deal, 15 dollars a night for full hook-ups plus free Wi-Fi and cable TV!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Every day we went birding in a different area, plus did some shopping and then back to the RV Park for the night. We always enjoy staying at the Mill Casino Park, the staff is friendly, the grounds are immaculate, and the location is very convenient for exploring area.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We have stayed here many times and will be back again for sure. Check out the &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_ramblings.pl?fid=1321026057&amp;amp;query=all_search%3D%26allany%3D%2Band%2B%26cgifunction%3DSearch%26pagenum%3D1%26cgisort%3D1%26cgisortorder%3D1&amp;amp;cgifunction=form"&gt;TRIP JOURNAL&lt;/a&gt; for our stop at &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_cascader.pl?fid=1140126404&amp;amp;query=all_search%3Dbluebill%26pagenum%3D1%26cgifunction%3DSearch%26submit%3DSearch&amp;amp;cgifunction=form"&gt;Bluebill Lake&lt;/a&gt; on the way home.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-8446646918600936544?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8446646918600936544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/sunrise-send-off.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/8446646918600936544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/8446646918600936544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/sunrise-send-off.html' title='Sunrise Send-off'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GCmUgDT0jik/Tr1G1sgSrlI/AAAAAAAABAQ/RlaflvmntyA/s72-c/11.10-005w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-8171077333354089599</id><published>2011-11-10T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T07:06:53.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Millicoma Marsh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5BBvrJd0rso/TrvmgZ8NvpI/AAAAAAAABAI/vYmjN0tRZ2g/s1600/11.29-008w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5BBvrJd0rso/TrvmgZ8NvpI/AAAAAAAABAI/vYmjN0tRZ2g/s320/11.29-008w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We went birding yesterday morning at the south end of Coos Bay at &lt;a href="http://www.millicoma.coos-bay.k12.or.us/marsh/Wetlands/wetlands.htm"&gt;Millicoma Marsh&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I had read about the area in the pamphlet “Oregon Coast Birding Trail”, and it turned out to be an amazing place to bird. The large number and variety of small birds, like sparrows, had us stumped for identification several times. Then there was also the large number of water fowl on the bay.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In fact after a quick break for lunch in the motor home we went back with the scope to help us make some positive identifications.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We logged a record number of 30 birds, and I was able to add photos of a &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.14899"&gt;King Fisher&lt;/a&gt; and a &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1319340776"&gt;Greater Yellowlegs&lt;/a&gt; to Cascade Ramblings.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-8171077333354089599?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8171077333354089599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/millicoma-marsh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/8171077333354089599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/8171077333354089599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/millicoma-marsh.html' title='Millicoma Marsh'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5BBvrJd0rso/TrvmgZ8NvpI/AAAAAAAABAI/vYmjN0tRZ2g/s72-c/11.29-008w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-8962686872328790669</id><published>2011-11-09T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T08:12:47.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cape Arago</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8CslsZC93f4/TrqmB0yBndI/AAAAAAAAA-g/IhATTlBtSvE/s1600/11.08-020w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8CslsZC93f4/TrqmB0yBndI/AAAAAAAAA-g/IhATTlBtSvE/s320/11.08-020w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Yesterday morning while our motor home was being worked on at Porter’s RV we took a fun walk along the Coos Bay waterfront, walked the Boardwalk, visited the Visitors Center, and in general enjoyed the amenities of city life. After lunch we took a driving tour out through Charleston, Sunset Bay State Park, and Cape Arago State Park.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;At Cape Arago we walked down to an observation point to count some birds.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Jeanette shown here, counted 18 Brown Pelicans in formation. We sighted Cormorants, Gulls, and Harlequin Ducks.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;While walking back to the motor home it started raining. We made a quick retreat into the motor home and luxuriated in the warmth and dry with hot coffee and cookies. This is the thing I don’t think non RV’ers get, and it’s what we get such a kick out of; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;total comfort anytime where ever you are!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-8962686872328790669?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8962686872328790669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/cape-arago.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/8962686872328790669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/8962686872328790669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/cape-arago.html' title='Cape Arago'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8CslsZC93f4/TrqmB0yBndI/AAAAAAAAA-g/IhATTlBtSvE/s72-c/11.08-020w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-4661550403906034722</id><published>2011-11-08T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T07:02:58.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exploring the North Spit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Wu2kumGyEI/TrlDKGZFglI/AAAAAAAAA84/BGVo8ZUMDsY/s1600/11.07-013w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Wu2kumGyEI/TrlDKGZFglI/AAAAAAAAA84/BGVo8ZUMDsY/s320/11.07-013w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We did some exploring of the North Spit of Coos Bay yesterday looking for birds.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was our first time here.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;After driving the length of the road, we settled on hiking on the South Dike Road out to the beach. It was a little scarce on birds.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;A small flock of 14 female Red-wing Blackbirds stumped us. Without the tell-tale red on the wing of a male it was confusing to identify what we were seeing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;At the beach we spotted two &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1320721428"&gt;Mew Gulls&lt;/a&gt;, winter visitors to our coast and a new addition to my Life List. We later found the settling pond with hundreds of birds which I hope to come back and count on another day.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We also stopped at the boat launch where I&amp;nbsp;took a photo of a &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1320720062"&gt;Horned Grebe&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We are visiting the Coos Bay area for a few days, the main reason being to have the computer control box for our slide in the motor home replaced, which is happening today,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;h&lt;/span&gt;oping this solves the mysterious self-actuation problem.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-4661550403906034722?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4661550403906034722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/exploring-north-spit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/4661550403906034722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/4661550403906034722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/exploring-north-spit.html' title='Exploring the North Spit'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Wu2kumGyEI/TrlDKGZFglI/AAAAAAAAA84/BGVo8ZUMDsY/s72-c/11.07-013w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-7379379403425878087</id><published>2011-11-06T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T10:05:59.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip Down Memory Lane</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VrLRMTAEEKg/TrbKt4NBFfI/AAAAAAAAA8w/GkwknTk7i-c/s1600/pb030001w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VrLRMTAEEKg/TrbKt4NBFfI/AAAAAAAAA8w/GkwknTk7i-c/s320/pb030001w.jpg" width="314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;November weather has given me pause to wonder what I was doing ten years ago.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I discovered that ten years ago this past week, on November 3&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;rd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; of 2001, Jeanette &amp;amp; I and our friend John Stolting took an eight mile hike in the Olallie Scenic Area.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We took the Red Lake Trail stopping at &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_cascader.pl?fid=1010643277.17001&amp;amp;query=Type%3D%26Area%3DOlallie%2BScenic%2BArea%26pagenum%3D2%26cgifunction%3DSearch%26submit3%3DSearch&amp;amp;cgifunction=form"&gt;Red Lake&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_cascader.pl?fid=1010643277.17201&amp;amp;query=Type%3D%26Area%3DOlallie%2BScenic%2BArea%26pagenum%3D1%26cgifunction%3DSearch%26submit3%3DSearch&amp;amp;cgifunction=form"&gt;Averill Lake&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_cascader.pl?fid=1010643277.20501&amp;amp;query=Type%3D%26Area%3DOlallie%2BScenic%2BArea%26pagenum%3D3%26cgifunction%3DSearch%26submit3%3DSearch&amp;amp;cgifunction=form"&gt;Wall Lake&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_cascader.pl?fid=1010643277.20401&amp;amp;query=Type%3D%26Area%3DOlallie%2BScenic%2BArea%26pagenum%3D2%26cgifunction%3DSearch%26submit3%3DSearch&amp;amp;cgifunction=form"&gt;Sheep Lake&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Turning up the Potato Butte Trail we stopped at &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_cascader.pl?fid=1010643277.21701&amp;amp;query=Type%3D%26Area%3DOlallie%2BScenic%2BArea%26pagenum%3D2%26cgifunction%3DSearch%26submit3%3DSearch&amp;amp;cgifunction=form"&gt;Big Spud&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_cascader.pl?fid=1010643277.21701&amp;amp;query=Type%3D%26Area%3DOlallie%2BScenic%2BArea%26pagenum%3D2%26cgifunction%3DSearch%26submit3%3DSearch&amp;amp;cgifunction=form"&gt;Little Spud Lakes&lt;/a&gt; before gaining the summit of &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_cascader.pl?fid=1010643277.28001&amp;amp;query=Type%3D%26Area%3DOlallie%2BScenic%2BArea%26pagenum%3D2%26cgifunction%3DSearch%26submit3%3DSearch&amp;amp;cgifunction=form"&gt;Potato Butte&lt;/a&gt;. Wow, that was a great trip down memory lane. (Click on any off the underlined destinations for a view of that page.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-7379379403425878087?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7379379403425878087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/trip-down-memory-lane.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/7379379403425878087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/7379379403425878087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/trip-down-memory-lane.html' title='Trip Down Memory Lane'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VrLRMTAEEKg/TrbKt4NBFfI/AAAAAAAAA8w/GkwknTk7i-c/s72-c/pb030001w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-3679874501598814979</id><published>2011-11-04T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T16:41:38.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Editing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gzXDb6mQ4ag/TrR3XHIQX8I/AAAAAAAAA74/OPASW0BFcYw/s1600/Ft-Umpqua-Days-004w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gzXDb6mQ4ag/TrR3XHIQX8I/AAAAAAAAA74/OPASW0BFcYw/s320/Ft-Umpqua-Days-004w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;With the colder damp weather setting in I am spending more time working with my computer files, organizing, editing, deleting and so forth.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Today while working on a file of photos taken in 2006 here in Elkton, I came across a good photo of the &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.08899"&gt;MonarchButterfly&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I had forgotten all about it and had failed to include it in my CRITTERS section. So I added it and also a photo of a Tree Swallow.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’ve decided that I’m going to add a little notice on the &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_intro.pl?all_search=&amp;amp;allany=+and+&amp;amp;cgifunction=Search&amp;amp;pagenum=1&amp;amp;cgisort=1&amp;amp;cgisortorder=0"&gt;TRAILHEAD&lt;/a&gt; page of whatever recent photo I have just added. This will give the reader some idea of what’s going on behind the scene as I had new photos.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-3679874501598814979?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3679874501598814979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/photo-editing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/3679874501598814979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/3679874501598814979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/photo-editing.html' title='Photo Editing'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gzXDb6mQ4ag/TrR3XHIQX8I/AAAAAAAAA74/OPASW0BFcYw/s72-c/Ft-Umpqua-Days-004w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-7655592358307103468</id><published>2011-11-02T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T09:54:21.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiking or Birding?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PHDyNZLIoF0/TrF08mk0K1I/AAAAAAAAA7w/2py5ABYYjH0/s1600/11.01-033w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PHDyNZLIoF0/TrF08mk0K1I/AAAAAAAAA7w/2py5ABYYjH0/s320/11.01-033w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;These two kids set out yesterday to see if they could still do a real hike, not just a couple of mile birding walk, but an honest “take your lunch with you” hike. Check the Trip Journal to see how it went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-7655592358307103468?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7655592358307103468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/hiking-or-birding.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/7655592358307103468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/7655592358307103468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/hiking-or-birding.html' title='Hiking or Birding?'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PHDyNZLIoF0/TrF08mk0K1I/AAAAAAAAA7w/2py5ABYYjH0/s72-c/11.01-033w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-6306938763890013007</id><published>2011-11-01T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T20:01:34.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Western Gray Squirrel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mQbTprc0Uic/Tq_q2L-NHTI/AAAAAAAAA7o/Az9T3hRd_I8/s1600/10.24-047w2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="155" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mQbTprc0Uic/Tq_q2L-NHTI/AAAAAAAAA7o/Az9T3hRd_I8/s320/10.24-047w2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1320080082"&gt;Western Gray Squirrel&lt;/a&gt; is the latest addition to the squirrel family found in the Critters section.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I was surprised when I totaled them up that in the last 10 years I have added 12 different species of squirrels to Cascade Ramblings. My first one was a &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.027"&gt;Douglas Squirrel&lt;/a&gt; taken on a cross-country ski trip near the Santiam Pass in December of 2002. I have photographed them in the three states of Oregon, California, and Arizona, and in all kinds of places, from common city and state parks to a remote campsite in the Eagle Cap Wilderness of the Wallowa Mountains. As I look at the photos and think back I am struck by the fact that they truly make up a cast of a dozen different characters. You can see them all by using the &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/search.html"&gt;SEARCH&lt;/a&gt; function and typing in the word “squirrel” in the Critters box.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-6306938763890013007?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6306938763890013007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/western-gray-squirrel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/6306938763890013007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/6306938763890013007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/western-gray-squirrel.html' title='Western Gray Squirrel'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mQbTprc0Uic/Tq_q2L-NHTI/AAAAAAAAA7o/Az9T3hRd_I8/s72-c/10.24-047w2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-999026028250084490</id><published>2011-10-31T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T09:37:47.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Acorn Woodpecker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vQOOttbLHU8/Tq7OiM_LRTI/AAAAAAAAA6w/rnoaxj1GYhY/s1600/10.24-038w2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vQOOttbLHU8/Tq7OiM_LRTI/AAAAAAAAA6w/rnoaxj1GYhY/s320/10.24-038w2.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;One of the things I enjoy about birding is all the things I continue to learn about birds, even after the original sightings. This is where a good photo is particularly helpful. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;A week ago I took a photo of an Acorn Woodpecker while at Lake Mendocino in California.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Today, while editing photos of the trip I became aware that one of the photos I had taken was of a female Acorn Woodpecker. (notice the black&amp;nbsp;band between the white forehead and the read crown)&amp;nbsp;I previously only had a photo of a male in the Critters section of Cascade Ramblings.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Now I have both male and female photos of the &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.08"&gt;Acorn Woodpecker&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-999026028250084490?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/999026028250084490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/acorn-woodpecker.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/999026028250084490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/999026028250084490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/acorn-woodpecker.html' title='Acorn Woodpecker'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vQOOttbLHU8/Tq7OiM_LRTI/AAAAAAAAA6w/rnoaxj1GYhY/s72-c/10.24-038w2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-7374134599523305697</id><published>2011-10-29T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T16:01:54.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red-tailed Hawk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-49exL15cCUo/TqyFkmUKgZI/AAAAAAAAA6c/rDNYrRvR55s/s1600/10.29-005w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-49exL15cCUo/TqyFkmUKgZI/AAAAAAAAA6c/rDNYrRvR55s/s320/10.29-005w.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This fleeing Red-tailed Hawk is one of the first birds we spotted on a hike we took today.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;A call yesterday to our friend Eddie Harrod set up this trip, and at his suggestion we started at Cottage Grove’s North Regional Park. We took the paved path that winds through Cottage Grove’s new Disc Golf Course, then skirts along the edge of the Middle Field Golf Course.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We had a section we had to endure through houses and businesses, but soon picked up another paved path that took us through the East Region Park where the birds were the most numerous on and around the many ponds. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;A call to Eddie’s wife Jeannie provided a shuttle for us back to our cars. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;We ended up with a hike of almost 5 miles and identifying 15 different species of birds.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-7374134599523305697?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7374134599523305697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/red-tailed-hawk.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/7374134599523305697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/7374134599523305697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/red-tailed-hawk.html' title='Red-tailed Hawk'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-49exL15cCUo/TqyFkmUKgZI/AAAAAAAAA6c/rDNYrRvR55s/s72-c/10.29-005w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-5210338396489311215</id><published>2011-10-27T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T09:52:22.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Birding Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AaJomdHqfyM/TqmF1bgp6PI/AAAAAAAAA6U/wT7Bbufx98w/s1600/10.25-007w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="215" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AaJomdHqfyM/TqmF1bgp6PI/AAAAAAAAA6U/wT7Bbufx98w/s320/10.25-007w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We are back home in Elkton now, concluding our trip down into Northern California.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Besides the wedding that was the purpose of the trip, we got to do a lot of birding in some great new places. This photo of a Marbled Godwit was taken during a stop near Eureka California. We were looking&amp;nbsp;for a break from driving, and I recalled a county park I had seen on the map on Humboldt Bay right off Hwy 101 called Fields Landing. We parked the motor home, and while Jeanette made some fresh coffee, I stepped out with Buster and right way noticed a good number of birds. The net result is three new Critter photos for Cascade Ramblings, this &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.11399"&gt;MarbledGodwit&lt;/a&gt;, a &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1319597291"&gt;Black-bellied Plover&lt;/a&gt;, and a &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.044"&gt;Willet&lt;/a&gt;. In all during our trip I was able to add new photos&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;9 different species of birds.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-5210338396489311215?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5210338396489311215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/great-birding-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/5210338396489311215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/5210338396489311215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/great-birding-trip.html' title='Great Birding Trip'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AaJomdHqfyM/TqmF1bgp6PI/AAAAAAAAA6U/wT7Bbufx98w/s72-c/10.25-007w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-9147256324261289785</id><published>2011-10-24T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T06:22:28.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake Mendocino</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ObJoLVJKuhA/TqX2cvL0neI/AAAAAAAAA6I/D8ufjgPezJE/s1600/10.24-005w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="305" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ObJoLVJKuhA/TqX2cvL0neI/AAAAAAAAA6I/D8ufjgPezJE/s320/10.24-005w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This has turned out to be a really strange stop!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We arrived here at &lt;a href="http://www.spn.usace.army.mil/mendocino/kyencampground.pdf"&gt;Kyen Campground at Lake Mendocino&lt;/a&gt; with high hopes, the weather was perfect, warm and sunny, the lake was beautiful, and the campground looked inviting in a wooded setting.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But, as we drove through the campground, the occupied sites all appeared to be homeless people, tents and stuff strewn around, and almost no vehicles.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We did not have a comfortable feeling.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Luckily for us, as we were starting to drive away we stopped to talk with the campground hosts.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They assured us it would be alright, some would be leaving, it would be quiet, and offered to help us with a site next to them. I had just got the motor home leveled, and the slide out, when Jeanette started spotting birds.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She asked for her binoculars, and then a chair, and that was as far as we got. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;We were besieged with birds, for the next 45 minutes we identified a dozen species of birds right from our site. Most exciting for us were a number of &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1319509402"&gt;Oak Titmice&lt;/a&gt;, a brand new bird for us. Strange, we were set to drive away, and 15 minutes later we were in a birders paradise. Sort of like 0-60 in 5 seconds.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-9147256324261289785?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/9147256324261289785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/lake-mendocino.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/9147256324261289785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/9147256324261289785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/lake-mendocino.html' title='Lake Mendocino'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ObJoLVJKuhA/TqX2cvL0neI/AAAAAAAAA6I/D8ufjgPezJE/s72-c/10.24-005w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-5052768792993819706</id><published>2011-10-23T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T13:20:45.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Novato RV Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vDePBNjSqeo/TqRxxM5k5nI/AAAAAAAAA6A/ZjFgEkqB1A8/s1600/10.22-004w2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="246" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vDePBNjSqeo/TqRxxM5k5nI/AAAAAAAAA6A/ZjFgEkqB1A8/s320/10.22-004w2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We picked &lt;a href="http://novatorvpark.com/"&gt;Novato RV Park&lt;/a&gt; to stay in because of its proximity to San Rafael where Tony &amp;amp; Maggie’s wedding was held yesterday.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It has worked out well for us as a base of operations to meet with family and attend the wedding.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It’s on the pricey side at fifty dollars a night, but it’s been very convenient and has a store, deli, laundry, and free Wi-Fi. Another big plus is its location right next to &lt;a href="http://maringov.org/en/Depts/PK/Divisions/Open%20Space/Rush%20Creek.aspx"&gt;Rush Creek Open Space&lt;/a&gt;, a 522 acre preserve with miles of trails for hiking, running, &amp;amp; cycling, and the Rush Creek Marsh, a huge birding area. You probably got the picture;- - &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I’ve spent time birding there the last three days, counting hundreds of birds and adding four new birds to my Life List, plus a couple of photos to the Critters section.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Tomorrow, we start back north, planning on a first night’s stay at Lake Mendocino.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-5052768792993819706?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5052768792993819706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/novato-rv-park.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/5052768792993819706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/5052768792993819706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/novato-rv-park.html' title='Novato RV Park'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vDePBNjSqeo/TqRxxM5k5nI/AAAAAAAAA6A/ZjFgEkqB1A8/s72-c/10.22-004w2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-3311542863523536036</id><published>2011-10-21T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T07:13:52.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ferndale to Cloverdale</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Yesterday was primarily a travel day, didn’t take any photos or do any birding, just drove from Ferndale to Cloverdale, with a stop in Willets for diesel and groceries. It was a pretty route through the redwoods and brought back memories of our bicycle tour from Canada to Mexico 12 years ago on this same route. Here in Cloverdale we are camped at the Cloverdale Citrus Fairgrounds, another one of those "under the radar" good RV camping spots. It was 80 degrees when we arrived yesterday afternoon, so we spent some time sitting and relaxing on the shady side of the motor home. Today we move on to Novato to be ready for the big day of Tony &amp;amp; Maggie’s wedding on Saturday.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We will be staying in the Novato RV Park and attending the wedding rehearsal dinner tonight.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;My mistake not a “rehearsal dinner” - - a “Soiree”.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-3311542863523536036?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3311542863523536036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/ferndale-to-cloverdale.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/3311542863523536036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/3311542863523536036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/ferndale-to-cloverdale.html' title='Ferndale to Cloverdale'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-7802322956067825857</id><published>2011-10-19T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T17:09:07.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Traffic Delay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7M20eABjjTo/Tp9dxSUreNI/AAAAAAAAA5g/r_PBqjxv3Lo/s1600/10.19-002w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7M20eABjjTo/Tp9dxSUreNI/AAAAAAAAA5g/r_PBqjxv3Lo/s320/10.19-002w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;OK, we are used to traffic delays because of road work and bridge construction, but this was a first for us, having to stop and wait for a herd of Elk to cross.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We were heading south on Hwy 101 when this incident occured, interesting enough right at the Stone Lagoon Information Center. Luckily, Jeanette had just cleaned the windshield this morning, because I snapped this photo from the driver’s seat. (Remember, you can click on the image to see a larger view.) In spite of the delay we were able to stay on schedule and are set up this afternoon at one of our&amp;nbsp;favorite and usual stops Ferndale, in the Humboldt County Fairgrounds Campground.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LO9Vt8XOVrg/Tp9kotVy9fI/AAAAAAAAA5o/1azDFJWrXp0/s1600/10.19-005w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LO9Vt8XOVrg/Tp9kotVy9fI/AAAAAAAAA5o/1azDFJWrXp0/s320/10.19-005w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This was the main bull.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EavaMudTGTM/Tp9k227G6PI/AAAAAAAAA5w/rgdmnz102mA/s1600/10.19-013w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EavaMudTGTM/Tp9k227G6PI/AAAAAAAAA5w/rgdmnz102mA/s320/10.19-013w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This cow was the last slow-poke coming across. Notice my Garmin GPS screen in the lower right hand corner. Incidentally, the GPS did not pick up the elk herd.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-7802322956067825857?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7802322956067825857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/traffic-delay.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/7802322956067825857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/7802322956067825857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/traffic-delay.html' title='Traffic Delay'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7M20eABjjTo/Tp9dxSUreNI/AAAAAAAAA5g/r_PBqjxv3Lo/s72-c/10.19-002w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-5018414823767298710</id><published>2011-10-18T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T12:35:27.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Could Ask for Anything More?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B_9QTuIklMU/Tp4SuxNpkZI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/GQud0zmM3lI/s1600/10.18-028w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="279" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B_9QTuIklMU/Tp4SuxNpkZI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/GQud0zmM3lI/s320/10.18-028w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I can’t imagine asking for anything more than the day we just had.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We spent the morning checking out three different National Wildlife Refuges in the Bandon Area.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The first one we stumbled on by accident, the Ni-les‘tun Unit of the &lt;a href="http://www.fws.gov/oregoncoast/bandonmarsh/"&gt;Bandon Marsh National Wildlife Refuge&lt;/a&gt;, which is brand new and has so much potential in the years to come I guarantee you will be returning there again.(check out the &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_ramblings.pl?fid=1319033535&amp;amp;query=all_search%3D%26allany%3D%2Band%2B%26cgifunction%3DSearch%26pagenum%3D1%26cgisort%3D1%26cgisortorder%3D1&amp;amp;cgifunction=form"&gt;Trip Journal&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The second one was the Bandon Unit of the BMNWR. We were aware of this one and have stopped before, but we enjoyed spotting birds here and counting. The last of our morning adventure was at Coquille Point a part of the Oregon Islands National Wildlife Refuge. Here the scenery is spectacular and we enjoyed seeing hundreds if not thousands of Brown Pelicans on the rock islands.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;After lunch we drove on down the coast amazed at the warm weather and great views of the coastline.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Now this evening we are tucked into this quaint site at the &lt;a href="http://www.port-brookings-harbor.com/?nav=rv_park"&gt;Port of Brookings Harbor Beachside RV Park&lt;/a&gt;. As I write the sun is still shinning, it’s warm, our windows are all open, and we are serenaded by the waves breaking on the beach.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-5018414823767298710?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5018414823767298710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/who-could-ask-for-anything-more.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/5018414823767298710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/5018414823767298710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/who-could-ask-for-anything-more.html' title='Who Could Ask for Anything More?'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B_9QTuIklMU/Tp4SuxNpkZI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/GQud0zmM3lI/s72-c/10.18-028w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-2869888968531989190</id><published>2011-10-17T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T18:32:01.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bullards Beach State Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KeVdItpQFcY/TpzBGQbs4hI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/6-8rstot7ss/s1600/10.17-009w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KeVdItpQFcY/TpzBGQbs4hI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/6-8rstot7ss/s320/10.17-009w.jpg" width="233" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Our second night stay is at &lt;a href="http://www.oregonstateparks.org/park_71.php"&gt;Bullard’s Beach State Park&lt;/a&gt;. This afternoon we went out and visited the Coquille River Lighthouse. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;That’s Jeanette and Buster sitting in the sun at the base of the lighthouse.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;As you can see from the photo the weather is fantastic. I think it was 70 degrees in Coos Bay today. I also got some photos of &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1318898149"&gt;Surf Scoters&lt;/a&gt; and a &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.076"&gt;Double-crested Cormorant&lt;/a&gt; in the Coquille River estuary. We have given ourselves permission to take a leisurely route to the wedding, and so far it’s working.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-2869888968531989190?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2869888968531989190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/bullards-beach-state-park.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/2869888968531989190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/2869888968531989190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/bullards-beach-state-park.html' title='Bullards Beach State Park'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KeVdItpQFcY/TpzBGQbs4hI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/6-8rstot7ss/s72-c/10.17-009w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-8892018548639036790</id><published>2011-10-16T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T11:25:10.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Start of a New Journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7eeIBKcR_TQ/TpuGb2aPyBI/AAAAAAAAA5I/19qKBW9WFjU/s1600/10.16-002w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="247" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7eeIBKcR_TQ/TpuGb2aPyBI/AAAAAAAAA5I/19qKBW9WFjU/s320/10.16-002w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We are beginning a small journey that will take us down the coast of Oregon and Northern California to the San Francisco area and back.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The purpose for our trip is to attend the wedding of Jeanette’s son Tony on Oct 22&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; in San Rafael. Our first stop is in this sunny campsite in &lt;a href="http://www.fs.usda.gov/wps/portal/fsinternet/!ut/p/c5/04_SB8K8xLLM9MSSzPy8xBz9CP0os3gDfxMDT8MwRydLA1cj72BTSw8jAwgAykeaxcN4jhYG_h4eYX5hPgYwefy6w0H24dcPNgEHcDTQ9_PIz03VL8iNMMgycVQEAIzTHkw!/dl3/d3/L2dJQSEvUUt3QS9ZQnZ3LzZfME80MEkxVkFCOTBFMktTNUJIMjAwMDAwMDA!/?ss=110612&amp;amp;ttype=recarea&amp;amp;recid=42599&amp;amp;actid=29&amp;amp;navtype=BROWSEBYSUBJECT&amp;amp;position=BROWSEBYSUBJECT&amp;amp;navid=110130000000000&amp;amp;pnavid=110000000000000&amp;amp;cid=FSE_003705&amp;amp;pname=Siuslaw+National+Forest+-+Eel+Creek+Campground"&gt;Eel Creek Campground&lt;/a&gt; about 10 miles south of Reedsport.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We can’t believe our luck, we are the only campers here, and with my Senior Pass it’s only ten dollars for the night.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;However it’s always a little hard to choose a campsite when you have so many choices.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In the end we just picked a sunny one.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It’s a great start for our little journey. (check the Trip Journal for more--)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-8892018548639036790?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8892018548639036790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/start-of-new-journey.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/8892018548639036790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/8892018548639036790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/start-of-new-journey.html' title='The Start of a New Journey'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7eeIBKcR_TQ/TpuGb2aPyBI/AAAAAAAAA5I/19qKBW9WFjU/s72-c/10.16-002w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-8048523760962286056</id><published>2011-10-14T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T07:26:00.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change in the Bird Scene</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TbC-KSCAxbo/Tpi75R23bPI/AAAAAAAAA5A/slV-RKUMJF4/s1600/10.14pm-001w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TbC-KSCAxbo/Tpi75R23bPI/AAAAAAAAA5A/slV-RKUMJF4/s320/10.14pm-001w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.17599"&gt;Lesser Goldfinch&lt;/a&gt; (as well as some &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.19099"&gt;American Goldfinches&lt;/a&gt;) is&amp;nbsp;one of the birds we have been seeing again at our feeder in good numbers for the first time since last spring.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We have also been noticing during our daily walks a good number of &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.12599"&gt;American Robins&lt;/a&gt; and large numbers of &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.09999"&gt;Dark-eyed Juncos&lt;/a&gt; that evidently have migrated down from higher elevations. &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.01"&gt;Canada Geese&lt;/a&gt; can also be heard daily as their flocks fly over. However, equally noticeable are the birds that have left, the noisy &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.09299"&gt;Ospreys&lt;/a&gt;, swooping &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.08699"&gt;Violet-green Swallows&lt;/a&gt; and circling &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.09699"&gt;Turkey Vultures&lt;/a&gt;, all are gone, migrating south.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It is for sure a time of change in the bird populations we watch here in Elkton.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-8048523760962286056?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8048523760962286056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/change-in-bird-scene.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/8048523760962286056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/8048523760962286056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/change-in-bird-scene.html' title='Change in the Bird Scene'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TbC-KSCAxbo/Tpi75R23bPI/AAAAAAAAA5A/slV-RKUMJF4/s72-c/10.14pm-001w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-7982616455945728622</id><published>2011-10-11T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T11:38:08.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Harvest Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o_YKPN5B6Yw/TpSbAbmf-cI/AAAAAAAAA4w/uvzEAmb2XZs/s1600/10.11-001w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="209" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o_YKPN5B6Yw/TpSbAbmf-cI/AAAAAAAAA4w/uvzEAmb2XZs/s320/10.11-001w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This time of year we daily see &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.09899"&gt;Steller’s Jays&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.059"&gt;Western Scrub Jays&lt;/a&gt; flying off with oak acorns in their mouths busily harvesting.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Today we were caught off guard when a &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.12899"&gt;Red-tailed Hawk&lt;/a&gt; flew up in front of us carrying something.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We watched him perched on a limb for some time, and eventually came to the conclusion that he had a squirrel in his talons.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I imagine it went something like this, --- a squirrel busy harvesting acorns failed to notice an approaching Red-tail and became harvested himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W1RQyzWLqCg/TpSbcjWXvZI/AAAAAAAAA44/qwCNCeyBBIA/s1600/10.11-002w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="199" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W1RQyzWLqCg/TpSbcjWXvZI/AAAAAAAAA44/qwCNCeyBBIA/s320/10.11-002w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-7982616455945728622?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7982616455945728622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/harvest-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/7982616455945728622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/7982616455945728622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/harvest-time.html' title='Harvest Time'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o_YKPN5B6Yw/TpSbAbmf-cI/AAAAAAAAA4w/uvzEAmb2XZs/s72-c/10.11-001w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-689956089672434797</id><published>2011-10-09T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T13:00:15.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faithful Bird Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z1ZHf_ETAZs/TpHy3mcPwLI/AAAAAAAAA4s/j7d2K3ZDtuQ/s1600/10.09-015w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z1ZHf_ETAZs/TpHy3mcPwLI/AAAAAAAAA4s/j7d2K3ZDtuQ/s320/10.09-015w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Today the weather is a little iffy, and we are still suffering from our colds, so we were standing at our front window doing a little “birding” watching our bird feeder.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I set down my binoculars and my bird book in a chair and went to get my camera.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;When I came back I found Buster in this position with the book and binoculars. Birding paraphernalia always means a walk to him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-689956089672434797?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/689956089672434797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/faithful-bird-dog.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/689956089672434797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/689956089672434797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/faithful-bird-dog.html' title='Faithful Bird Dog'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z1ZHf_ETAZs/TpHy3mcPwLI/AAAAAAAAA4s/j7d2K3ZDtuQ/s72-c/10.09-015w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-2970880035053305906</id><published>2011-10-06T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T13:35:20.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mouthful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XKaEeJia5c0/To4QYK4YhfI/AAAAAAAAA4o/54ZJsBrWQsA/s1600/10.05-020w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="274" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XKaEeJia5c0/To4QYK4YhfI/AAAAAAAAA4o/54ZJsBrWQsA/s320/10.05-020w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A single sunflower seed from our feeder makes a mouthful for this &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.19999"&gt;Black-capped Chickadee&lt;/a&gt;. The last four days have seen a dramatic increase in the number birds we see at our feeder and on our daily walks.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Some are grouping up and migrating as was the case with the 103 Turkey Vultures we saw two days ago, but I also have the impression that there is a sense of urgency in the feeding that is going on particularly with the resident birds. With the change in the air to fall it is probably well timed to add as much fat as possible.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-2970880035053305906?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2970880035053305906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/mouthful.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/2970880035053305906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/2970880035053305906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/mouthful.html' title='A Mouthful'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XKaEeJia5c0/To4QYK4YhfI/AAAAAAAAA4o/54ZJsBrWQsA/s72-c/10.05-020w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-8427018048404907164</id><published>2011-10-05T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T20:02:04.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red-shouldered Hawk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fd9B5Hk7B60/TozZTgT5YwI/AAAAAAAAA4k/vrT-bC_R08o/s1600/10.05-002w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="313" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fd9B5Hk7B60/TozZTgT5YwI/AAAAAAAAA4k/vrT-bC_R08o/s320/10.05-002w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;have been hearing this bird for the last three days, and it’s been driving me a little crazy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The first day I only heard it, but could not quite remember what it was.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The second day I got a quick glimpse of it and recognized it as a Red-shouldered Hawk.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We became very familiar with the &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.15699"&gt;Red-shouldered Hawk&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;last winter in two different locations in California, San Lorenzo Park in King City, and El Chorro Park in San Luis Obispo. It has a very distinct call of a series of high clear notes. Today just as I was stepping out the door to take Buster for his walk, I heard the call, and then saw the hawk fly to a tree where I was able to identify it for sure and get this photo even though it’s not the greatest. I’m thrilled to be able to add it to my Douglas County sightings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-8427018048404907164?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8427018048404907164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/red-shouldered-hawk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/8427018048404907164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/8427018048404907164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/red-shouldered-hawk.html' title='Red-shouldered Hawk'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fd9B5Hk7B60/TozZTgT5YwI/AAAAAAAAA4k/vrT-bC_R08o/s72-c/10.05-002w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-2520231492880831009</id><published>2011-10-04T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T11:52:44.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brother returns to Civilization</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dlrJ9WsCCFM/TotTfdICnvI/AAAAAAAAA4c/w3OLstp2m0c/s1600/990-27170-pctoregon_002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dlrJ9WsCCFM/TotTfdICnvI/AAAAAAAAA4c/w3OLstp2m0c/s320/990-27170-pctoregon_002.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2pOG4lTIXSM/TotTq4DFhNI/AAAAAAAAA4g/_Zt1n_j6C7I/s1600/990-27170-pctoregon_008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2pOG4lTIXSM/TotTq4DFhNI/AAAAAAAAA4g/_Zt1n_j6C7I/s320/990-27170-pctoregon_008.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;On September 22 my brother Mark and his wife Holly&amp;nbsp;finished up their epic journey on the Pacific Crest Trail and have returned to their home in Bend.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He reports that they hiked 2130 miles from the Mexican border to Washington’s border on the Columbia River.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Although they had originally hoped to make the Canadian border, a heavy snow pack, and lack of days forced them to stop short of that goal.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I am extremely proud of what they accomplished, and once again they have raised the bar of competition in the Scott Family.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-2520231492880831009?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2520231492880831009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/brother-returns-to-civilization.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/2520231492880831009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/2520231492880831009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/brother-returns-to-civilization.html' title='Brother returns to Civilization'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dlrJ9WsCCFM/TotTfdICnvI/AAAAAAAAA4c/w3OLstp2m0c/s72-c/990-27170-pctoregon_002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-3165253472026439925</id><published>2011-09-30T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T16:45:18.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mountain Chickadee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DEFmb3nUWvI/ToZTvoZgRrI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/qsbERo7xgho/s1600/09.29-007w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DEFmb3nUWvI/ToZTvoZgRrI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/qsbERo7xgho/s320/09.29-007w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We took several bird walks while at Collier Memorial State Park.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Yesterday’s walk up Spring Creek produced this photo of a Mountain Chickadee, a rarity for those of us that live west of the Cascades.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I was actually able to add three birds to my Life List.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Besides this &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1317330458"&gt;Mountain Chickadee&lt;/a&gt;, we also saw a &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1317331809"&gt;White-headed Woodpecker&lt;/a&gt; and in the evening walking along the Williamson River I saw a Fox Sparrow. We came back home to Elkton today ahead of the rains and with hopes to recover from our colds.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-3165253472026439925?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3165253472026439925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/mountain-chickadee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/3165253472026439925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/3165253472026439925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/mountain-chickadee.html' title='Mountain Chickadee'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DEFmb3nUWvI/ToZTvoZgRrI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/qsbERo7xgho/s72-c/09.29-007w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-8026748187320651884</id><published>2011-09-29T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T10:15:53.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Office Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QUvGGm6FKD0/ToSnOl3oyCI/AAAAAAAAA4U/kbZkazQwVpM/s1600/09.29-002w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="289" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QUvGGm6FKD0/ToSnOl3oyCI/AAAAAAAAA4U/kbZkazQwVpM/s320/09.29-002w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Jeanette has been suffering from a cold almost our whole trip and today it seems that I have succumbed, so it feels good this morning to stay inside the warm motor home and spend some time working at the computer desk on Cascade Ramblings.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We had already decided last night to spend an extra day here at Collier Memorial State Park, so it seems a good fit. Collier is the park we volunteered at last October, we love the area and find it extra enjoyable to be here as campers not workers.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-8026748187320651884?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8026748187320651884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/some-office-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/8026748187320651884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/8026748187320651884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/some-office-time.html' title='Some Office Time'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QUvGGm6FKD0/ToSnOl3oyCI/AAAAAAAAA4U/kbZkazQwVpM/s72-c/09.29-002w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-5817222244162876915</id><published>2011-09-28T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T13:33:05.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Collier Memorial State Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2z-SIfiFZM0/ToPXe_lAZyI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/yeWQQUbKzZc/s1600/09.28-002w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2z-SIfiFZM0/ToPXe_lAZyI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/yeWQQUbKzZc/s320/09.28-002w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Here is our campsite in Collier Memorial State Park.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We arrived at the logging museum area of the park late morning to meet friends Ron &amp;amp; Beverly Noble.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;While Ron and I wandered through the logging equipment, the girls made lunch.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;After lunch the Nobles journeyed on and we moved our motor home to the campground. I got out the chairs and we actually sat down to just relax and enjoy the nice weather.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We soon noticed bird activity and were pulled into watching, identifying and counting. We counted a dozen Yellow-rumped Warblers that were busy feeding on aphids in the aspen leaves. Most active and entertaining however were the squirrels.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Douglas Squirrels&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;chattered away with their squeaky calls high in the tall ponderosas where they were harvesting pine cones. Chipmunks scurried through the campsites looking for left-overs. Golden-mantled Ground Squirrels poked out of their burrows and scampered to boulders to sit in the sun, their bodies fat from a summer of feeding. Ah,-- we may stay another day.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-5817222244162876915?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5817222244162876915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/collier-memorial-state-park.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/5817222244162876915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/5817222244162876915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/collier-memorial-state-park.html' title='Collier Memorial State Park'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2z-SIfiFZM0/ToPXe_lAZyI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/yeWQQUbKzZc/s72-c/09.28-002w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-6424662925172128712</id><published>2011-09-27T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T18:30:29.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dan the Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3F6UOMVV9XI/ToJ2IVmUgRI/AAAAAAAAA4M/PW0vWab78NI/s1600/09.27-002w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3F6UOMVV9XI/ToJ2IVmUgRI/AAAAAAAAA4M/PW0vWab78NI/s320/09.27-002w.jpg" width="302" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We stayed last night in Bend with friends Dan &amp;amp; Charlene Lawry.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Dan is show here pointing to the 400 watt inverter he installed today in our View. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;This will allow us to use our TV and also charge up our computers when not connected to an electrical connection. Which means we will have the freedom to camp in small campgrounds that do not have electrical connections and we will still have all the comforts of life. Dan, you’re the Man!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Tonight we are camped at La Pine State Park, tomorrow we travel on to Collier Memorial State Park and meet up with friends Ron &amp;amp; Bev Noble.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-6424662925172128712?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6424662925172128712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/dan-man.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/6424662925172128712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/6424662925172128712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/dan-man.html' title='Dan the Man'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3F6UOMVV9XI/ToJ2IVmUgRI/AAAAAAAAA4M/PW0vWab78NI/s72-c/09.27-002w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-1570129394393908228</id><published>2011-09-25T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T13:56:25.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The New View</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3Uckei5xhM/Tn-UC9hDx7I/AAAAAAAAA4I/p5UHFD5YnE0/s1600/09.25-003w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="219" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3Uckei5xhM/Tn-UC9hDx7I/AAAAAAAAA4I/p5UHFD5YnE0/s320/09.25-003w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This is our new Winnebago View which is proving to be the perfect vehicle for my own new personal view as I shared in yesterday’s post.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We are currently camped at Champoeg State Park as a part of a little trip we are taking. We left Elkton Friday taking the back-roads through little towns such as Lorraine and Monroe in route to Rickreall where we planned to stay at the Polk County Fair Grounds for the night.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Arriving there we found it full for a special event.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;No problem, we called my daughter Lisa&amp;nbsp;in Dallas for permission to camp in her drive way.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We were in fact going to watch her boys play soccer the next day.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;After soccer on Saturday we continued on to Champoeg State Park taking the back-roads through French Prairie, roads I have bicycled many times in years past, arriving to find the campground full.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Again no problem, we called Jeanette’s cousins Larry and Ginny&amp;nbsp;in nearby Donald to see if we could park in front of his house, which we did and had a great time visiting, walking the historic streets of Donald, having dinner, and watching the Ducks play.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Today we came back to Champoeg, and with the crowds of the weekend leaving, easily got a site.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This new View (view) is working out pretty good. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-1570129394393908228?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1570129394393908228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/new-view.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/1570129394393908228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/1570129394393908228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/new-view.html' title='The New View'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3Uckei5xhM/Tn-UC9hDx7I/AAAAAAAAA4I/p5UHFD5YnE0/s72-c/09.25-003w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-4627596553248308544</id><published>2011-09-24T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T13:48:53.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slowing Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;For the past several years my family and close friends have had to listen to me complain about getting old and slowing down.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I have been in an almost constant state of agitation and depression at finding myself no longer having the energy and desire to pursue the fast active life style I once did of fishing, backpacking, skiing, and bicycle touring. In fact, a person who shall remain nameless who sort of serves as my pastor/counselor/friend, suggested over coffee one day that I should make up a list of some of the positive things that are happing to me in my elder years.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Are you kidding me??? What is positive about getting old and slowing down? I’ll tell you, nothing!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Well, my attitude turned the corner on me this week.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I was driving back to Elkton from the Eugene area in our new smaller motor home that we have recently purchased in part because I was getting too old to confidently drive or back up the last huge&amp;nbsp;ten ton beast. I turned off the Interstate at the small town of Goshen to proceed down the old Highway 99. As I turned on to the old two lane highway, my face suddenly broke into a huge smile, I remembered this was the route Jeanette &amp;amp; I had cycled in the fall of 1999 on our way from Canada to Mexico. After Goshen came Creswell where we had a snack, then on south through Saginaw to Cottage Grove where we stopped for lunch, before cycling on to Curtain, through Drain and to Elkton where we camped at the RV Park. (Click &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_ramblings.pl?fid=1199401797&amp;amp;query=all_search%3Dumpqua%26pagenum%3D1%26cgifunction%3DSearch%26submit%3DSearch&amp;amp;cgifunction=form"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see Trip Journal) &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I continued to smile as I drove on past small farms and tired business, 55 mph, then 50, down to 45.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I had forgotten at 45 mph you can drive with your window down. And I continued to smile as I thought how this new motor home was just the ticket for enjoying the less traveled roads. Shorter, narrower, with a nimbleness of it handling, it is a joy drive.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’m not just taking about life in the slow lane where the young and energetic zoom by on either side; this is about choosing to get clear off the Interstate, and traveling down the back roads, the country roads, the forgotten places passed by with time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This is about leisure, appreciation, and memories.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Ah, yes I’m slowing down, slowing down on purpose, enjoying the journey, and smiling all the way. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-4627596553248308544?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4627596553248308544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/slowing-down.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/4627596553248308544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/4627596553248308544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/slowing-down.html' title='Slowing Down'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-910249995619902764</id><published>2011-09-23T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T15:26:37.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swallow Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;After being gone from Elkton for three days we are back and did&amp;nbsp;our morning bike ride out Henderer Road this morning.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;To my astonishment, not a single Violet-green Swallow was seen.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The power lines that only a few days ago sagged with the weight of hundreds of birds now were completely bare. Which leads me to conclude in regards to the two questions&amp;nbsp;I pondered in my post before last that this was a collecting site that grew each day until the time was right, or everyone one got there, and now they have all left in-mass.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-910249995619902764?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/910249995619902764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/swallow-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/910249995619902764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/910249995619902764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/swallow-update.html' title='Swallow Update'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-75404344695339445</id><published>2011-09-20T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T11:42:16.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Minto-Brown Birding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bMGG35UOwME/TnkpKSyXUrI/AAAAAAAAA4E/__ct3amAzeg/s1600/09.20-005w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bMGG35UOwME/TnkpKSyXUrI/AAAAAAAAA4E/__ct3amAzeg/s320/09.20-005w.jpg" width="317" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Minto-Brown is one of Salem’s outstanding city parks, and Jeanette and I have enjoyed it for years for hiking, biking, and now birding. Its natural setting with a network of paved paths makes it an easy destination to enjoy the outdoors through all the seasons. We had some free time this morning so we went for a bird walk there.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We saw the usual assortment of small birds, lots of Song Sparrows, some Black-capped Chickadees.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We also saw quite a few Steller’s Jays that where busy harvesting filberts.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They employed a cleaver method of opening the nuts; they would drop them on the path in front of us expecting us to step on them and crush them open.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Our most surprising sighting of the day was the &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1302815358"&gt;Peregrine Falcon&lt;/a&gt; shown above.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-75404344695339445?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/75404344695339445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/minto-brown-birding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/75404344695339445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/75404344695339445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/minto-brown-birding.html' title='Minto-Brown Birding'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bMGG35UOwME/TnkpKSyXUrI/AAAAAAAAA4E/__ct3amAzeg/s72-c/09.20-005w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-6741696973029879277</id><published>2011-09-18T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T16:20:58.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Massing Swallows</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0GuVruLV9cc/TnZ7GNqcsQI/AAAAAAAAA4A/C1H3gZxRscs/s1600/09.18-007w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0GuVruLV9cc/TnZ7GNqcsQI/AAAAAAAAA4A/C1H3gZxRscs/s320/09.18-007w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Every morning when we ride out Mehl Creek Road and back we observe a large number of Violet-green Swallows collecting on the power lines. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Today I walked out and made an actual count.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;To my amazement there were over 1,300 swallows. This is an annual event every September at the junction of Mehl Creek and Henderer Roads. It leaves me with a couple of puzzling questions. Is this a collection site where the swallows gather until some critical mass has collected or certain secret migrating date occurs and they all scurry off to Mexico together? Or is this a collecting spot where swallows collect and leave daily? In other words, am I seeing the same birds collecting daily in anticipation of their great migration date?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Or am I seeing new birds each day that collect and then fly off together, only to be replaced the next day by birds on their way south from further north? &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-6741696973029879277?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6741696973029879277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/massing-swallows.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/6741696973029879277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/6741696973029879277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/massing-swallows.html' title='Massing Swallows'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0GuVruLV9cc/TnZ7GNqcsQI/AAAAAAAAA4A/C1H3gZxRscs/s72-c/09.18-007w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-1155922079421017099</id><published>2011-09-17T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T20:14:17.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Always Prepaired</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LU8pmMnQb4M/TnUl_9STfGI/AAAAAAAAA38/O0Y3Cx9735k/s1600/09.17-009w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LU8pmMnQb4M/TnUl_9STfGI/AAAAAAAAA38/O0Y3Cx9735k/s320/09.17-009w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Walking through Elkton this morning we spotted this RV pulling a trailer loaded with a backhoe.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Jeanette said, “Hey, you never know when you will need one of those, maybe you will need to dig a latrine.” “Or”, I added, “Maybe you’ll need to level your camping site”. Being RVers we know how important it is to always “be prepaired”.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In other words to have with you in your RV what you will need to meet most situations, but I have to admit this struck us as overkill!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-1155922079421017099?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1155922079421017099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/always-prepaired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/1155922079421017099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/1155922079421017099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/always-prepaired.html' title='Always Prepaired'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LU8pmMnQb4M/TnUl_9STfGI/AAAAAAAAA38/O0Y3Cx9735k/s72-c/09.17-009w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-2693018948593440517</id><published>2011-09-16T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T06:46:40.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;To follow up on yesterday’s post, I did contact the State Police and report the snagging incident, and in fact an officer did call me back later in the day to check with me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I am aware of the public’s perception on the value of reporting.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The conversation around the coffee table goes something like this.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Did you call about the snagging?”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Someone usually pops off with, “A lot of good that will do.” So I am very happy to report that the police did follow up. This morning I did see and talk with the trooper that called me yesterday.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The snaggers from yesterday had not returned but he had been there early just in case and was prepared to make an arrest. It does make a difference to call, they do follow up.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The number to call is 1-800-4252-7888.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-2693018948593440517?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2693018948593440517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/follow-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/2693018948593440517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/2693018948593440517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/follow-up.html' title='Follow Up'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-1887592404677732798</id><published>2011-09-15T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T13:31:25.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Patience Snagged and Snapped</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XHbUDYHtmak/TnJezu6vzyI/AAAAAAAAA3s/eVdxyPvBuk0/s1600/09.15-008w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XHbUDYHtmak/TnJezu6vzyI/AAAAAAAAA3s/eVdxyPvBuk0/s320/09.15-008w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Since returning home to Elkton in June, I have begun a daily regimen of bike riding.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Five mornings a week at 6:30 I join some other riders and we ride out a quiet road along the Umpqua River for an eleven mile round trip. For the last several weeks when we ride across the bridge we see men attempting to snag salmon. It’s an annual thing, and although illegal, it gets to be accepted as just part of the season. However, this morning on our return trip I noticed they were attempting to snag the fish using a rope and a grappling hook! My patience snapped. I rode on home, got my camera and returned to take some photos.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;By then the sun was fully up and they had discarded the grappling hook and where using traditional fishing rods to attempt to snag the salmon. “Snag or attempt to snag gamefish” is unlawful. Oh, by the way here is their license plate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xmeD6SjfMsM/TnJge-BDmhI/AAAAAAAAA34/vwa-Z09mrk8/s1600/09.15-002w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xmeD6SjfMsM/TnJge-BDmhI/AAAAAAAAA34/vwa-Z09mrk8/s320/09.15-002w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-1887592404677732798?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1887592404677732798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/patience-snagged-and-snapped.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/1887592404677732798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/1887592404677732798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/patience-snagged-and-snapped.html' title='Patience Snagged and Snapped'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XHbUDYHtmak/TnJezu6vzyI/AAAAAAAAA3s/eVdxyPvBuk0/s72-c/09.15-008w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-3439628127205694659</id><published>2011-09-11T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T18:46:24.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Chapter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;First, let me apologize to my faithful readers for the recent lack of posts.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We have been way too busy with several things, one of which was trading for a new smaller motor home.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It seems that since making the decision in June, to give up volunteering at state parks and such, that our Holiday Rambler coach was overkill.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We no longer needed an RV that we could live in for months at a time, but instead needed something that would work a little better for short trips, be easier to drive, cheaper to operate, and allow us to camp in the smaller sites of national forest campgrounds.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We ended up with this 2010 Winnebago View which has an economical diesel engine, is 7 feet shorter in length, a foot and a half shorter in height, and a foot narrower.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It’s also 5 tons lighter, and should get two to three times better mileage. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;So, we begin a new chapter in our lives, one in which we hope will involve lots of short trips to ramble around in the great outdoors in comfort appropriate for two elderly persons.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iMNqfkXB8V4/Tm1kBvAW1rI/AAAAAAAAA3k/8jV94rZGcP8/s1600/09.11-001w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iMNqfkXB8V4/Tm1kBvAW1rI/AAAAAAAAA3k/8jV94rZGcP8/s320/09.11-001w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HQCxTnkP39s/Tm1kKUry_4I/AAAAAAAAA3o/LGredkXKH-c/s1600/09.11-010w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HQCxTnkP39s/Tm1kKUry_4I/AAAAAAAAA3o/LGredkXKH-c/s320/09.11-010w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-3439628127205694659?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3439628127205694659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/new-chapter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/3439628127205694659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/3439628127205694659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/09/new-chapter.html' title='A New Chapter'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iMNqfkXB8V4/Tm1kBvAW1rI/AAAAAAAAA3k/8jV94rZGcP8/s72-c/09.11-001w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-1593268583905673353</id><published>2011-08-30T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T13:33:14.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heading North</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZfdaeCwbDe8/Tl1HzU91FFI/AAAAAAAAA3c/Dm1Jt-vqg7k/s1600/08.30-002w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="273" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZfdaeCwbDe8/Tl1HzU91FFI/AAAAAAAAA3c/Dm1Jt-vqg7k/s320/08.30-002w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I normally limit myself to one blog a day, but there is&amp;nbsp;so much going on with my brother Mark and his wife Holly on their epic journey of the Pacific Crest Trail that I have to post again today. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;After spending last night in Klamath Falls I took them up to catch the PCT near Fish Lake. They are shown here in the morning sun starting their next section which will take them 50 miles north to Crater Lake in the next three days. At Crater Lake they will receive their&amp;nbsp;support package of food that Jeanette sent ahead several days ago.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;From Crater Lake they will continue North to their next take out point at Elk Lake where they will get off the trail for a few days at home in Bend. Will they get back on the trail??? Mark is now hoping to get as far as the Columbia Gorge this season.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Their original goal of the Canadian border will probably have to wait for another year, hopefully one with less snow.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-1593268583905673353?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1593268583905673353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/heading-north.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/1593268583905673353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/1593268583905673353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/heading-north.html' title='Heading North'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZfdaeCwbDe8/Tl1HzU91FFI/AAAAAAAAA3c/Dm1Jt-vqg7k/s72-c/08.30-002w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-7102913352405023171</id><published>2011-08-30T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T12:47:43.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>California Finished!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OYNlwfq3Wvc/TlzkDYC88eI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/leSPs8-C7oM/s1600/08.29-009w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OYNlwfq3Wvc/TlzkDYC88eI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/leSPs8-C7oM/s320/08.29-009w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;With this section of the Pacific Crest Trail in Castle Crags State Park, my bother Mark and his wife Holly have finished up the PCT in California.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;With all the extra snow this season they have been forced to “flip-flop” on the trail and do sections of the trail out of order.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Earlier in the trip they had gotten off the trail in Southern California and came up to Oregon and hiked south from Lake of the Woods to Etna Pass, then got a ride to Dunsmuir bypassing the Russian Wilderness and the Trinity’s, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;and then hiked south to Burney Falls.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;After several more “flip-flops”, which I will not attempt to remember or explain, this section from Etna Pass to Castle Crags was the last of the PTC in California to finish. This leaves them with a sense of accomplishment, having hiked 1,700 miles since leaving the Mexican border in April. You can follow them on thier blog on&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://postholer.com/journal/viewJournal.php?sid=5bce575d29b55beb4fcae666d1ddcdad&amp;amp;event_id=990"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Post Holer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-7102913352405023171?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7102913352405023171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/california-finished.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/7102913352405023171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/7102913352405023171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/california-finished.html' title='California Finished!'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OYNlwfq3Wvc/TlzkDYC88eI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/leSPs8-C7oM/s72-c/08.29-009w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-2961767414736813166</id><published>2011-08-27T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T16:08:54.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sea Gulls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8HUQQaQboD0/Tll4MvT_omI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/DRR0j6DMtx8/s1600/08.25-023w2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8HUQQaQboD0/Tll4MvT_omI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/DRR0j6DMtx8/s320/08.25-023w2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;“There is no such a thing as a Sea Gull”, I always tell my students when I’m leading bird walks in the winter along the Lower Colorado River in Arizona, “there are however many other different kinds of Gulls”. Two completely different looking gulls are shown here in this photo I took Thursday at the coast on Winchester Bay. The larger one in the background is our very common &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.075"&gt;Western Gull&lt;/a&gt;, the smaller darker one in the foreground is a &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1314483240"&gt;Heerman’sGull&lt;/a&gt;. The next time you go to the beach, don’t assume you are just looking at sea gulls, take a closer look and note some differences, and you may be surprised at what you find.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-2961767414736813166?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2961767414736813166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/sea-gulls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/2961767414736813166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/2961767414736813166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/sea-gulls.html' title='Sea Gulls'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8HUQQaQboD0/Tll4MvT_omI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/DRR0j6DMtx8/s72-c/08.25-023w2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-9188239759753649510</id><published>2011-08-24T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T13:10:02.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooded Mergansers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yOqN4N_T0ms/TlVXrCO2TUI/AAAAAAAAA3M/ZfvbfgHb63s/s1600/08.24-007w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yOqN4N_T0ms/TlVXrCO2TUI/AAAAAAAAA3M/ZfvbfgHb63s/s320/08.24-007w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The Mystery Bird turned out to be a juvenile Hooded Merganser. I have now spotted and photographed these birds for four days, and after hours of research I am confident in my identification.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The adult male &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.20599"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Hooded Merganser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; is very dramatic in his plumage, so it’s quite a stretch of the imagination to think these non-hooded juveniles are the same, but they are. Another fact that makes this identification unusual is that they are normally nest further north.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-9188239759753649510?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/9188239759753649510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/hooded-mergansers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/9188239759753649510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/9188239759753649510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/hooded-mergansers.html' title='Hooded Mergansers'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yOqN4N_T0ms/TlVXrCO2TUI/AAAAAAAAA3M/ZfvbfgHb63s/s72-c/08.24-007w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-1976987247064189381</id><published>2011-08-23T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T13:39:24.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mystery Bird</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The following three photos are of an unfamiliar bird I have not been able to identify.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I have seen and photographed it on the Umpqua River at Elkton for the last three days.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If anyone has a clue, please leave a comment or send me e-mail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AL9iTN8tBWY/TlQOynnD2HI/AAAAAAAAA3A/RIZXQzP3qK0/s1600/08.21pm-006wB.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AL9iTN8tBWY/TlQOynnD2HI/AAAAAAAAA3A/RIZXQzP3qK0/s320/08.21pm-006wB.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jLjl5647U4U/TlQPFaMyEcI/AAAAAAAAA3E/g48PwYengP4/s1600/08.22pm-001wB.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="215" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jLjl5647U4U/TlQPFaMyEcI/AAAAAAAAA3E/g48PwYengP4/s320/08.22pm-001wB.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_uAXMRGd_-k/TlQPlyGOL8I/AAAAAAAAA3I/u2u1gBP7tB0/s1600/08.22pm-004wB.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_uAXMRGd_-k/TlQPlyGOL8I/AAAAAAAAA3I/u2u1gBP7tB0/s320/08.22pm-004wB.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-1976987247064189381?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1976987247064189381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/mystery-bird.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/1976987247064189381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/1976987247064189381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/mystery-bird.html' title='Mystery Bird'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AL9iTN8tBWY/TlQOynnD2HI/AAAAAAAAA3A/RIZXQzP3qK0/s72-c/08.21pm-006wB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-3048765233616734694</id><published>2011-08-21T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T13:48:04.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Least Sandpiper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AfZPQz_PkWU/TlGWb_dK55I/AAAAAAAAA28/1fRLHx3hPyM/s1600/08.21-008WB.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AfZPQz_PkWU/TlGWb_dK55I/AAAAAAAAA28/1fRLHx3hPyM/s320/08.21-008WB.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I’ve been scratching my head for several weeks for locations in Douglas County where I would be able to find new species of birds to add to my eBird List.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And, wouldn’t you know it, that location now appears to be right under my nose! For the second day in a row the Umpqua River right in front of our city park, the Alfred Tyson Park, has given me a brand new species.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Yesterday it was the Spotted Sandpiper; today it was a&amp;nbsp;Least Sandpiper.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;When I saw this small bird today I started taking photos and just assumed it was the same sandpiper as yesterday.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;When I got home and looked closer I realized it was a different species.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;That is when the detective work began and I checked the bird guides and looked for clues as to what I had seen.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;After much deliberation I finally am satisfied that what I photographed is a juvenile &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1313967393"&gt;Least Sandpiper&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-3048765233616734694?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3048765233616734694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/western-sandpiper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/3048765233616734694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/3048765233616734694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/western-sandpiper.html' title='Least Sandpiper'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AfZPQz_PkWU/TlGWb_dK55I/AAAAAAAAA28/1fRLHx3hPyM/s72-c/08.21-008WB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-2141416479269361637</id><published>2011-08-20T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T15:59:41.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spotted Sandpiper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d5-UmvhEDkA/TlA7Ga0bjbI/AAAAAAAAA24/0tzaLlPiKQU/s1600/08.19-004w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="278" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d5-UmvhEDkA/TlA7Ga0bjbI/AAAAAAAAA24/0tzaLlPiKQU/s320/08.19-004w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Doing daily walks around Elkton for Buster and bird watching I repeatedly see the same species every day, so whenever I get to see a new bird, I consider it a real gift.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This was the case with this Spotted Sandpiper feeding in the Umpqua River.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;At first sighting I was ready to dismiss it as another Killdeer. When I took a closer look with the binoculars I realized it did not have the facial pattern for a &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.042"&gt;Killdeer&lt;/a&gt;, but I was unclear what it was, so I continued to watch it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Then it turned to me and I noticed the telltale spotted breast, and as I continued to watch I saw the trade mark tipping back and forth that made it a positive identification of a &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.09599"&gt;Spotted Sandpiper&lt;/a&gt;, a first for me in Douglas County.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-2141416479269361637?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2141416479269361637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/spotted-sandpiper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/2141416479269361637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/2141416479269361637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/spotted-sandpiper.html' title='Spotted Sandpiper'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d5-UmvhEDkA/TlA7Ga0bjbI/AAAAAAAAA24/0tzaLlPiKQU/s72-c/08.19-004w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-2004694989971106071</id><published>2011-08-16T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T21:13:04.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wandering Tattler</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;My habit every morning is to check my status on the Internet site eBird.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This morning when I looked I saw to my great surprise that my most recent addition from the day before was supposedly a “Wandering Tattler”.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What the heck, I thought, has someone hacked by account?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Oh, I get it, a little joke, not the Cascade Rambler, but the Wandering Tattler.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I yelled for Jeanette, we began brainstorming on who would do such a thing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The list is pretty short, I only know two people on eBird.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The duties of the morning took me away from the computer, and it was after lunch before I got back to the problem.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;First order of business, contact eBird and see who did it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Then I remembered that eBird had sent out a warning notice last week that August was when they review all the names of birds and because some names change we should all be looking at our bird list. Relieved, I explained to Jeanette the probable answer.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So then the question was what bird had its name changed? &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I closely checked the computer trip list against my paper list and discovered that the missing bird on the computerized eBird list was a Western Tanager. Oh, did Western Tanager get changed to Wandering Tattler.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I pulled up the form that I use to fill in my sightings, scrolled down the list to “Tanager, Western”, it’s still there.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But just below on the next line I notice – “Tattler, Wandering”! Evidently when I entered my list on the day before I had clicked on the wrong line, so nobody hacked my account, nobody is trying to call me a Wandering Tattler; I’m still the Cascade Rambler. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-2004694989971106071?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2004694989971106071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/wandering-tattler.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/2004694989971106071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/2004694989971106071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/wandering-tattler.html' title='Wandering Tattler'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-9090595591821177840</id><published>2011-08-15T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T13:37:46.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unusual Sighting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9ypfzivAPeA/TkmDiSkavfI/AAAAAAAAA2c/r5bSgIiBYJ4/s1600/08.15-001w3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9ypfzivAPeA/TkmDiSkavfI/AAAAAAAAA2c/r5bSgIiBYJ4/s320/08.15-001w3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sunday Jeanette and I went birding at the Elkton Community Education Center.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Almost right away Jeanette spotted what at a distance looked to be some kind of unusual heron. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Upon closer examination she determined it was no less than the Great Rusted Heron. Luckily I was able to get a photo to be able to verify her finding.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-9090595591821177840?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/9090595591821177840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/unusual-sighting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/9090595591821177840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/9090595591821177840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/unusual-sighting.html' title='Unusual Sighting'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9ypfzivAPeA/TkmDiSkavfI/AAAAAAAAA2c/r5bSgIiBYJ4/s72-c/08.15-001w3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-9183091407341107589</id><published>2011-08-14T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T08:32:27.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pigeon Guillemot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-az5khNr_ocM/TkfosKJa64I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/2R6U8Dagj8s/s1600/08.12-020w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="293" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-az5khNr_ocM/TkfosKJa64I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/2R6U8Dagj8s/s320/08.12-020w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It’s getting harder and harder to find new birds to add to my Douglas County eBird list, but on Friday’s trip to Winchester Bay we did actually add two more species, one of which was this colorful &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.14999"&gt;Pigeon Guillemot&lt;/a&gt;. The other bird was a couple of juvenile Heermann’s Gulls, but I failed to get a photo of them. A good number of the Pigeon Guillemots were hanging around the piers with &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.075"&gt;Western Gulls&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.076"&gt;Double-crested&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.20799"&gt;Pelagic&lt;/a&gt; Cormorants. I think they were all looking for stray pieces of crab bait from the crowd of crabbers lined up along the pier.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-9183091407341107589?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/9183091407341107589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/pigeon-guillemot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/9183091407341107589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/9183091407341107589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/pigeon-guillemot.html' title='Pigeon Guillemot'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-az5khNr_ocM/TkfosKJa64I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/2R6U8Dagj8s/s72-c/08.12-020w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-7790836505325231476</id><published>2011-08-13T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T16:17:41.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;On the way to the coast yesterday in a quest of finding some new birds, I was discussing the idea with Jeanette how I actually now needed two pair of binoculars when I am birding, one to see birds close at hand with a low magnification, and a more powerful pair to spot birds at a greater distance. The down side would be one more thing I would have to carry. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Suddenly I had a brainstorm, what I really needed was a bird caddy; you know like a golfer, I could use a caddy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The caddy could carry several pairs of binoculars and hand me the appropriate one to meet the situation. Maybe a tripod with a spotting scope too. The caddy could also carry several birding guides that again would be close at hand for me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If the caddy had a sharp eye, they could call out the position of bird in a nearby tree or bush.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Of course the caddy would be able to hand me my camera when I needed it, carry some snacks and water.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I guess Jeanette didn’t quite get the picture----her response was---“in your dreams!”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-7790836505325231476?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7790836505325231476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/no-picture.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/7790836505325231476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/7790836505325231476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/no-picture.html' title='No Picture'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-5163377450123821197</id><published>2011-08-11T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T15:04:42.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeding Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GRSWc6htNwc/TkRPeYF0aUI/AAAAAAAAA10/KAtn4UwYHho/s1600/08.11-003w2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GRSWc6htNwc/TkRPeYF0aUI/AAAAAAAAA10/KAtn4UwYHho/s320/08.11-003w2.jpg" width="276" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This is yet another juvenile demanding to be fed by its mother! They are everywhere right now. This is a juvenile Common Yellowthroat, but we also saw a number of juvenile Spotted Towhees, and American Goldfinches, all acting like, well, juveniles.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The first female Common Yellowthroat we saw this morning was difficult to identify, but later we saw one with a male, and there was no question.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The male &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.21699"&gt;Common Yellowthroat’s&lt;/a&gt; contrasting colors are anything but common.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;A few minutes later after firming up&amp;nbsp;our identification we were lucky enough to see some feeding juveniles and I got this photo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-5163377450123821197?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5163377450123821197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/feeding-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/5163377450123821197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/5163377450123821197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/feeding-time.html' title='Feeding Time'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GRSWc6htNwc/TkRPeYF0aUI/AAAAAAAAA10/KAtn4UwYHho/s72-c/08.11-003w2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-2322245464325355304</id><published>2011-08-09T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T14:57:56.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worn-out Chickadee?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-58h4LuSlC80/TkGrRRdMaEI/AAAAAAAAA1w/W0o--og22TI/s1600/08.09-002w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-58h4LuSlC80/TkGrRRdMaEI/AAAAAAAAA1w/W0o--og22TI/s320/08.09-002w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It was such a quiet morning when we were leaving to take Buster for a walk, that I was going to leave my bird paraphernalia; binoculars, bird guide, and camera at home.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; But j&lt;/span&gt;ust as I stepped out the door, the cheerful song of the Chickadee caught my attention, and then it proceeded to fly up to the post of the feeder.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I went back in and got my camera and took this photo.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I was a little puzzled as to why this &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1301672748"&gt;Chestnut-backed Chickadee&lt;/a&gt; looked so bedraggled.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;My first idea was a juvenile, but they usually have a plump well fed look to them.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;When I looked it up in my “Sibley Guide to Birds”, he shows a “Worn adult”.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’m going with that.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In my mind I can easily imagine a worn out adult, tired of chasing bugs for its young ones, and tired of trying to get them to leave the nest and fly off on their own.--- Tired and worn-out.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-2322245464325355304?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2322245464325355304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/worn-out-chickadee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/2322245464325355304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/2322245464325355304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/worn-out-chickadee.html' title='Worn-out Chickadee?'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-58h4LuSlC80/TkGrRRdMaEI/AAAAAAAAA1w/W0o--og22TI/s72-c/08.09-002w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-1789921134816426303</id><published>2011-08-07T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T14:46:51.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buster and Birding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sc_uqEIf5mQ/Tj8B-TuSTdI/AAAAAAAAA1s/_TaqPK-VrsU/s1600/08.07-002w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="273" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sc_uqEIf5mQ/Tj8B-TuSTdI/AAAAAAAAA1s/_TaqPK-VrsU/s320/08.07-002w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We took Buster for a long walk out Schad Road this morning as far as Elk Creek Ranch in search of birds.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He was enthusiastically met by one of the ranch dogs that was very anxious to make his acquaintance. Birding however, for us was far&amp;nbsp;less exciting. It seems to be a quiet time of year for birds. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Gone are the wonderful spring songs of the males seeking to entice their mates, silence now fills these cool overcast mornings, giving the impression that the birds may still be asleep. We did see hundreds of Violet-green Swallows congregating on power lines, amassing for their&amp;nbsp;migration to the south.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’m feeling that it’s going to be a long wait until October for the fresh influx of migrating birds from the north.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-1789921134816426303?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1789921134816426303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/dog-days-of-summer.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/1789921134816426303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/1789921134816426303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/dog-days-of-summer.html' title='Buster and Birding'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sc_uqEIf5mQ/Tj8B-TuSTdI/AAAAAAAAA1s/_TaqPK-VrsU/s72-c/08.07-002w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-4608852890601005960</id><published>2011-08-04T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T14:34:11.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>South Lane Birders</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-79Jks4YiGIw/TjsOevIyMwI/AAAAAAAAA1o/lNk-n3MNTVY/s1600/08.04-002w2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-79Jks4YiGIw/TjsOevIyMwI/AAAAAAAAA1o/lNk-n3MNTVY/s320/08.04-002w2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I went birding this morning at Lynx Hollow State Park with the South Lane Birders.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was a very calm morning, pretty much a bust for birds.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The five of us could only come up with nine different species in two hours of birding. We saw the following:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Chipping Sparrow (1)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;2.&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Western Wood-Pewee (3)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;3.&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Purple Finch (2)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;4.&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cedar Waxwing (4)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt; 5.&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Spotted Towhee (3)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;6.&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Great Blue Heron (1)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;7.&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Turkey Vulture (1)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;8.&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Canada Goose (14)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;9.&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Song Sparrow (1)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-4608852890601005960?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4608852890601005960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/south-lane-birders.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/4608852890601005960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/4608852890601005960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/south-lane-birders.html' title='South Lane Birders'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-79Jks4YiGIw/TjsOevIyMwI/AAAAAAAAA1o/lNk-n3MNTVY/s72-c/08.04-002w2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-5205586741252418245</id><published>2011-08-02T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T21:42:13.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Screeching Cooper's Hawk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GUK7LKsdT2E/TjjQxPn1KlI/AAAAAAAAA1k/7u7V77vbL_E/s1600/08.02-008w2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GUK7LKsdT2E/TjjQxPn1KlI/AAAAAAAAA1k/7u7V77vbL_E/s320/08.02-008w2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Continuing on the theme of juveniles----we are seeing them everywhere right now.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We stopped today for a picnic lunch in Salem’s Bush Park.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Our lunch was interrupted with some loud screeching calls.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Jeanette got my binoculars and camera out of the car and we went to have a closer look.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What we found were two juvenile&lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.057"&gt; Cooper’s Hawks&lt;/a&gt; up in the oak trees loudly protesting or I should say demanding more food I would imagine. Again, juveniles are tricky to identify because their plumage is nothing like the adult plumage, so it took us some time to come up with a positive identification. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-5205586741252418245?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5205586741252418245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/screaching-coopers-hawk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/5205586741252418245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/5205586741252418245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/08/screaching-coopers-hawk.html' title='Screeching Cooper&apos;s Hawk'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GUK7LKsdT2E/TjjQxPn1KlI/AAAAAAAAA1k/7u7V77vbL_E/s72-c/08.02-008w2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-633948318202446302</id><published>2011-07-31T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T15:13:46.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Juvenile Behavior</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LvxtD47ZcKc/TjXOYgqp7uI/AAAAAAAAA1g/SCX4R8W6fsw/s1600/07.31-004w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="315" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LvxtD47ZcKc/TjXOYgqp7uI/AAAAAAAAA1g/SCX4R8W6fsw/s320/07.31-004w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The last two mornings we have been birding at the Elkton Community Education Center, and we have observed a large number of juvenile birds.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It’s that time of year when most of the birds have hatched, but the juveniles are still hanging around close by. Because their plumage is quite often different than the plumage they will have as an adult, it sometimes is challenging to make identification. One of the identifying clues that we have begun to pick-up on is their odd behavior. Although in most cases they are the same size as their parents, they are not out forging on their own yet.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They can be seen hanging around the nesting area, waiting, even demanding to be fed. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;In fact, they usually act a pretty goofy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;This juvenile &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1300440844.14199"&gt;Red-winged Blackbird&lt;/a&gt; in the photo is one of four we spotted in a Douglas Fir this morning. They hadn’t seemed to have figured out yet about predators.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;They seemed content to goof off in the tree and were more concerned about preening their feathers than gainfully being employed in searching out their own food. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Remind you of any teen-agers you might know or have known?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-633948318202446302?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/633948318202446302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/07/juvenile-behavior.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/633948318202446302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/633948318202446302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/07/juvenile-behavior.html' title='Juvenile Behavior'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LvxtD47ZcKc/TjXOYgqp7uI/AAAAAAAAA1g/SCX4R8W6fsw/s72-c/07.31-004w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-7408164192709021299</id><published>2011-07-30T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T12:11:55.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>North Umpqua Trail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Irb9WIVDnnU/TjRWMRqgy_I/AAAAAAAAA1c/gTFsmSJg3s0/s1600/07.30-002w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Irb9WIVDnnU/TjRWMRqgy_I/AAAAAAAAA1c/gTFsmSJg3s0/s320/07.30-002w.jpg" width="308" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;At the invitation of our neighbors Lyle and Stephanie Schnabel, we took a trip up the North Umpqua River on Friday to visit with them and their extended family and friends who are camping at the &lt;a href="http://www.fs.fed.us/r6/umpqua/recreation/camping/north-umpqua-cg/cg6eaglerock.shtml"&gt;Eagle RockCampground&lt;/a&gt;. In talking with them we discovered that every year for the past some forty summers they have met and camped together here on the North Umpqua. Quite a wonderful tradition. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;While in the area, Jeanette and I decided to hike a little bit on the famed &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_cascader.pl?fid=1152637334&amp;amp;query=all_search%3Dnorth%2Bumpqua%26pagenum%3D1%26cgifunction%3DSearch%26submit%3DSearch&amp;amp;cgifunction=form"&gt;North UmpquaTrail&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We did just a short section of the &lt;a href="http://www.fs.fed.us/r6/umpqua/recreation/hiking/north-umpqua-trails/1414-n-u-t-marsters-segment.shtml"&gt;Marsters Segment&lt;/a&gt;, from the bridge to the junction of the Illahee Flats Trail, as the afternoon heat quickly took its toll on us.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-7408164192709021299?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7408164192709021299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/07/north-umpqua-trail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/7408164192709021299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/7408164192709021299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/07/north-umpqua-trail.html' title='North Umpqua Trail'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Irb9WIVDnnU/TjRWMRqgy_I/AAAAAAAAA1c/gTFsmSJg3s0/s72-c/07.30-002w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-2197198568059424082</id><published>2011-07-28T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T14:55:14.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Mare Horse Trail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bd4K2AesClk/TjHZcpS7t-I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/L2BjVnJYJI0/s1600/07.24-002w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="307" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bd4K2AesClk/TjHZcpS7t-I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/L2BjVnJYJI0/s320/07.24-002w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We are back home in Elkton now and all caught up in our daily routines of morning bike rides, Buster/bird walks, and all the normal household chores, so I sort of forgot to report on our last day at Bluebill Lake. On Sunday Morning we took a different route to the beach by using the Wild Mare Horse Trail.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;From our camping site at Bluebill Campground we walked over to Wild Mare Campground and then took the Wild Mare Horse Trail to Horsfall Beach. The horses’ hooves had chewed up the sand pretty good making hiking a little slow.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Birding was only fair, but the mosquitos we outstanding&amp;nbsp;along the trail.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Buster arrived back home with double or maybe even triple the number of mosquito bites compared to our bird sightings.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-2197198568059424082?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2197198568059424082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/07/wild-mare-horse-trail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/2197198568059424082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/2197198568059424082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/07/wild-mare-horse-trail.html' title='Wild Mare Horse Trail'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bd4K2AesClk/TjHZcpS7t-I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/L2BjVnJYJI0/s72-c/07.24-002w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-1182296417008468272</id><published>2011-07-25T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T07:44:43.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>iBird Explorer Western</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2gX9Jbr4XUY/Ti2AdDC1JzI/AAAAAAAAA1U/AfX-pzuIxmE/s1600/rotate_west_splash.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2gX9Jbr4XUY/Ti2AdDC1JzI/AAAAAAAAA1U/AfX-pzuIxmE/s1600/rotate_west_splash.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Here is an App I highly recommend if you have an iTouch, iPhone, or iPad.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The original iBird Pro was 29.95 and included Hawaii &amp;amp; Alaska, now there is a Western version that lists for only 9.95---but is currently on sale through the rest of the month through iTunes for 6.95!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’ve been using this App for the last several days and am very impressed.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;There are both painted images and photos, and lots and lots of information. There are four different displays to choose from for browsing, bird songs, and a seamless connection to the Internet for additional information. I originally choose the Sibley’s App which I have used for the last year or so, but now this App I find has much more to offer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-1182296417008468272?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1182296417008468272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/07/ibird-explorer-western.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/1182296417008468272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/1182296417008468272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/07/ibird-explorer-western.html' title='iBird Explorer Western'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2gX9Jbr4XUY/Ti2AdDC1JzI/AAAAAAAAA1U/AfX-pzuIxmE/s72-c/rotate_west_splash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-5283272728308915613</id><published>2011-07-24T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T09:30:53.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Swallows</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kgUl9AWLitg/Tiw7yfUl2vI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/l7Gw-L_bfY4/s1600/07.22-003w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kgUl9AWLitg/Tiw7yfUl2vI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/l7Gw-L_bfY4/s320/07.22-003w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;After we got setup in our campsite at Bluebill Lake Campground on Friday afternoon we took Buster for a walk to nearby Horsfall Beach. When we got to the Horsfall Beach parking lot I was surprised to see some Barn Swallows swooping through the area. The Horsfall Beach parking lot is a very busy area, crammed with RV’s, trailers, and off-road-vehicles it looks something like a circus or a refugee camp. The din of people, unmuffled sand bikes and quads is everywhere.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But there are no barns, or buildings of any kind for Barn Swallows to make their nest on as far as the eye can see. But wait; there is a concrete restroom building. When I investigated a little closer I found several empty nests and this occupied nest tucked in under the eaves on the back side.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;These baby &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderamblings.com/cgi-bin/webdata_critters.pl?cgifunction=form&amp;amp;fid=1311523646"&gt;Barn Swallows&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;sit patiently&amp;nbsp;waiting for the next bug from their parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-5283272728308915613?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5283272728308915613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/07/baby-swallows.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/5283272728308915613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/5283272728308915613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/07/baby-swallows.html' title='Baby Swallows'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kgUl9AWLitg/Tiw7yfUl2vI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/l7Gw-L_bfY4/s72-c/07.22-003w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8095316343470705402.post-5666444875322323900</id><published>2011-07-23T08:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T08:28:27.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yrjbag3yKoY/TirnuAlKjJI/AAAAAAAAA1M/tOynKLJznyQ/s1600/07.22-007w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yrjbag3yKoY/TirnuAlKjJI/AAAAAAAAA1M/tOynKLJznyQ/s320/07.22-007w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This is the morning sun coming into our site at Bluebill Campground this morning. In my last post I said we would be coming back; you might not have&amp;nbsp;imagined it would be this soon, but as we were driving away from Bluebill Lake on Wednesday we were already making plans to return. Friday morning we packed up the motor home and drove back over here to Bluebill Lake to spend three nights. The campground was completely empty when we arrived, so we got to choose any site we wanted. It has remained quiet with only a few campers drifting in last night. We had perfect weather here yesterday afternoon and it looks to be the same for the next few days. We are looking forward to lots of birding and enjoying the good weather,---Elkton was going to be too hot, you know in the high eighties. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8095316343470705402-5666444875322323900?l=cascaderamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5666444875322323900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/07/morning-sun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/5666444875322323900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8095316343470705402/posts/default/5666444875322323900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cascaderamblings.blogspot.com/2011/07/morning-sun.html' title='Morning Sun'/><author><name>The Rambler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338867780343840536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFGxDBO1FZU/SWrOGpFc4qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NRco6lTWlyg/S220/Butterfly-Lake-018W35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yrjbag3yKoY/TirnuAlKjJI/AAAAAAAAA1M/tOynKLJznyQ/s72-c/07.22-007w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
