Monday, April 22, 2019

Appalachian Trail: Franklin, NC To Nantahala Outdoor Center

Update: A map has been added to this post. 

A thought before I talk about what I've been up to on the Appalachian Trail.

Before I reached Unicoi Gap and Hiawassee where I ended my first attempt two years ago, there was always a little evil voice in the back of my head saying that it was ok to quit again. After leaving Hiawassee the voice has lost its power and fades a bit more everyday. Yes, on tough days I wonder what the heck I'm doing but I no longer consider quitting. I just want to keep going.

Now on with the show ...

Snow frosting the trees along the trail.
Day 18 - I returned to the Appalachian Trail at Winding Stair Gap.  When the shuttle arrived to drop us off it began to snow! Most of the day I hiked up hill in varying degrees of snowfall.  It was truly amazing. The snow stuck to the trees turning everything white. A gorgeous backdrop for my 11 miles (17.7 km) hike today.

When I arrived at Wayah Bald Shelter I was surprised to find it full.  This is the first time I arrived at a shelter and not got in. I think some of the hikers took a zero day in the shelter to skip the snow.

I found a relatively flat spot near the shelter and put my tent up in the falling snow.  Even though it was early I made my hot meal of the day and ate but it was so cold my hot meal turned tepid very soon.  I crawled into my tent and ate the rest of my daily allotment of food before hanging my food bag in a nearby tree.

Snow on my tent.
I crawled back into my tent early.  There wasn't anyone I knew in the shelter though I introduced myself to a few of the hikers.  I met Sunny and Letters.

It was going to be a cold night with probable subfreezing temperatures.  It was a night of many layers.

Day 19 - It didn't get as cold as I expected it to be which was a good thing.  I broke down my wet tent and headed out. The weather was weird starting with a lot of clouds.  As the trail climbed you entered a place where yesterday's snow was still hanging around but soon the higher temperatures made the snow and ice fall like a faux hailstorm.  The trail was soon covered in ice that crunched under your feet.

Panorama from the tower at the top of Wesser Bald.
Soon afterwards the snow was all gone and the skies cleared. From the watch tower on top of Wesser Bald you could see what I assume are the Smokey Mountains.  You could also see the snow on their peaks.

I pushed harder than planned today but it felt good though I'm glad I stopped at Wesser Bald Shelter. For those wondering what a shelter looks like:
Wesser Bald Shelter - three walls, a floor, and a roof.
Day 20 - Today was a short 6 mile (9.7 km) day into the Nantahala Outdoor Center (NOC). It's a favorite stop for hikers. They offer resupply, gear, food, zip lines, and whitewater rafting and kayaking. I spent most of the day recupperating from my two long days, resupplying, taking in calories (i.e. eating junk food), and resting up for the climb tomorrow.

The hills and valleys are turning green.
Next stop, Fontana Dam and the entrance to the Smokey Mountains.

Pictures can be found in my 2019 Appalachian Trail Google Photos album.

Total Distance: 141.46 Miles (227.66 km)
Section Distance: 28.13 Miles (45.27 km)
Section Elevation Up: 5,806 ft (1,770 m)
Section Elevation Down: 7,962 ft (2,427 m)

Friday, April 19, 2019

Appalachian Trail: Hiawassee, GA To Franklin, NC

Update: A map has been added to this post. 

The continuing adventures of Little Hill.
It's a tradition to have a trail name on the Appalachian Trail (AT).  The informal rule is that they must be given to you by someone else.  I got my trail name last week when, after explaining that I did all my training on three hundred foot hills, Curry said "That's a little hill." A week or so later the trail name seems to have stuck.

Day 9 - I left Hiawassee on the 9:00am shuttle.  I had a short hike planned for the day but it had some significant climbing.  It was cold, drizzly, and foggy most of the day.  More evidence of the near record moisture Georgia is getting this year.

The bright spot was when I arrived at a Gap to find three old men offering up trail magic.  I'd missed my first two trail magics so I was greatful for the hot dogs, fruit, and cookies I received.  The roaring bonfire helped a lot on this chilly morning.

More and more flowers are making an appearance.
I arrived at Tray Mountain shelter and claimed a spot.  Rumour had it the shelter leaked during storms ... and a storm was on it's way.  I decided to stay though a lot of people moved on to the next shelter.

The hard wind and rain came in over night and the four brave souls in the shelter stayed nice and dry.   Rumours have not always been reliable on the AT.

Day 10 - For some reason I decided to push it on day ten.  I actually chopped a day off my plan.  I hiked 11.5 miles (18.5 km) to Dick's Creek Gap where I promptly ran into Crow and Curry.  I'd expected them to be at least a day or two ahead of me but here they were. They were heading out so they still were ahead of me but only by a half day.

My first snake of the AT.
From Dick's Creek Gap I walked the half mile to Top of Georgia Hostel.  Llama Mama and a few others I'd met along the way were here.  The hostel shuttled us back to Hiawassee so we could resupply.  I used some of the time to get all you could eat at Daniels Steakhouse (the fourth time in a week).

The calm before the storm offered views.
Day 11 - The weather forecast was ominous for the next day.  My original plan had me staying at Blythe Gap campsite but heavy rain, wind, hail, and thunderstorms were coming in.  The weather was nice today though so I decided to push it to the next shelter.

The border crossing.  Note Curry and Crow's stones.
The little blue fish is a hand blown glass fish being left
at each border crossing by another thru-hiker.
As I approached Blythe Gap I passed the sign marking the Georgia - North Carolina border.  My first milestone on the trail - a state border.

I left the border and on the way up the next mountain I caught up to Crow and Curry (!) and we finished the last couple of miles of the 11.8 miles (19 km) to Muskrat Creek Shelter.

Yep ... the weather was in the Sheeter.
Day 12 - The storm hit and boy did it hit hard.  It poured rain.  The Appalachian Trail Conservancy warned hikers to stay off trail so Crow, Curry, and I, along with several others, hunkered down in the shelter.  It was boring and a bit cold but it did let my legs recover from the back-to-back eleven plus mile days I'd just done.

Taking a zero day at the shelter was the right thing to do.

A fallen tree, blown over in the storm, blocking the trail.
Day  13 - It was very cold this morning.  Someone said it was 16℉ (-8.9℃).  My food bag, which was hung in a tree all night, had ice on it and the cord was frozen stiff.  By the way, the bag is hung in a tree to keep it away from bears.  Shelters in North Carolina do not have bear boxes or bear cables so you have to hang the bags yourself.

I was so cold I packed my bag and left early so my hiking would warm me up.  I also had to make up the time and distanced lost during the zero day in the shelter.

A happy Shadow Walker makes an appearance on the AT.
A few miles down the trail, as I was heading down a mountain toward Deep Gap, I suddenly realized that I was F-ing Happy.  It's been a while since I've felt so happy.  I was almost giddy.  I think the rest and the energy from all the food I ate in the shelter made this long day easier (but not easy).

Crow left the trail and went to Franklin.  Not sure when he will be returning to the trail.

This was a 12.5 mile (20.1 km) day.

Day 14 - I decided to try to get as close to Winding Stair Gap where I could catch an early shuttle into the town of Franklin, NC.  The hike took me up the steepest rock climb yet to the summit of Albert Mountain.  It was a bit grueling but the rewarding view at the top was incredible.

I can see for miles and miles and miles ...
On the top of Albert Mountain is a fire lookout tower.  The room at the top was padlocked but you could still climb three stories to admire the endless view.  There wasn't a cloud in the sky and the mountains seemed to go on forever.  This tower is also very close to the 100 mile (161 km) hiked milestone.

The rest of the hike, while mostly downhill, actually went on forever.  I was exhausted when I got to the shelter.  Curry, who was going to the join me at the shelter, stopped at another one when her knees started bothering her.

The shelter was a little run down and the floor slanted a bit.  North Carolina needs to improve their shelters.

This was the second twelve mile day in a row.  Not wise on my part.

Day 15, 16 & 17 - I hiked the four miles to Winding Stair Gap and caught the 9:30am shuttle to Baltimore Jack's Hostel and grabbed a reasonably priced private room.

The Easter Bunny made an early appearance on the AT.
Curry arrived on the 11:30am shuttle.  Talking with her about her knees and looking at the weather we decided to take two zero days instead of one.  I think the ball of my right foot which has been bothering me the past few days agreed with the decision.  With the extra zero day I wiped out the extra day I earned by doing all the long days.

Crow was at Baltimore Jack's Place too so we chilled together.

Confederate statue in Franklin, NC.
Franklin turned out to be an awesome town to stop in.  Lots of history, nice stores for resupply, and nice people.  The Confederate statue in the downtown area is a reminder of where you are.

I spent some of my down time reevaluating my hiking distances before and through the Smoky Mountains.  I think I will add a few days to shrink down the miles per day.  It's nice to know you can do long days but I think it would be wise if I ramped up to those distances at a slower pace.

We will get back on the trail on Saturday which, sadly, will be a rainy one.

Pictures can be found in my 2019 Appalachian Trail Google Photos album.

Total Distance: 113.33 Miles (182.39 km)
Section Distance: 57.85 Miles (93.10 km)
Section Elevation Up: 13,792 ft (4,204 m)
Section Elevation Down: 14,374 ft (4,381 m)

Note: this map is missing some elevation data.

Wednesday, April 10, 2019

Appalachian Trail: Springer Mountain To Hiawassee, GA

Day 1 - Mama's Taxi dropped me off at the Springer Mountain parking lot of Wednesday morning.  Mountain Squid, a trail volunteer, was taking people's names and handing out trail magic.

The first white blaze and plaque on the AT at the summit of Springer Mountain.
I headed the wrong way on the Appalachian Trail (AT) because I had to visit the summit of Springer Mountain, the official start of the AT, before I could head north.  This little backtrack added about a mile to my hike this day.

The weather was gorgeous and the trail was mostly downhill until I arrived at my stop for the night, Hawk Mountain shelter.

I met a few thru-hikers here that I would see along the way.

NOTE: I will use trail names when I can even though some of the names were bestowed after I actually met them.

Here I met Cloud and his dog Raindrop, No Heart, Nightingale, Crow, Curry, Snowman, Kilroy, and Waka-Waka.

Unlike last time I ate all my food and I walked shorter stages.  This allowed me to reach the shelter/campsite early enough to get some rest and to socialize.  Socializing is the key to hiking the AT.  I often hike alone but being isolated at the end of the day can be soul crushing if it goes on for a long time.  A good laugh/story telling/commiserating session with a bunch of kooks like I ran into really can lift your spirits.

Day 2 - It turns out that I am the early riser of the group. I just can't sit around in the morning when there's hiking to do.  Like day 1 the weather was great.  I made good time.

An AT critter crossing my path.
The largest thing I've seen so far is a squirrel.
I arrived at Gooch Mountain shelter around noon and relaxed.  That is I relaxed until people arrived and asked me if I'd partaken in the 'hotdog lady's' trail magic.  It seems this nice lady had shown up at Cooper Gap after I'd gone through and was handing out free food and drink to the hikers.  Turns out the early bird doesn't always get the worm.

That night the rain came and I was glad to be in a shelter.

Day 3 - On day three I caught up with Curry and walked with her for a while.  Along the way she christened me Little Hill because of the little hills I trained on near my home in Nebraska.  We met up with Two Sticks (later rechristened Pack Flip).   She was going to hike a long day up and over Blood Mountain.  I seriously considered going with her but, when we stopped at my original goal for the day I reconsidered and decided to stick to my original plan and camp at Lance Creek.  Looking back this was the right decision for me.  Curry and Pack Flip moved on.

A, so far, typical foggy day on the AT.
Met Cowboy, Josh, and Ryan along the way.  Poor Josh lost his tent poles so had to put his tent up with literally sticks and cord.  Fortunately for him it didn't rain this night.

This was the first time I'd ever put up my tent on this AT attempt.

Day 4 - It was a foggy, overcast day as I climbed up and over the ominously named Blood Mountain, the highest peak on the AT in Georgia.  Because of this there were no views this time and fewer people up top.  Climbing the mountain wasn't nearly as tough as I remembered it but going down was just as hard, if not harder, than I remember.

The Neel Gap shoe tree where quitters surrender their shoes.
I stopped at Neel Gap and Mountain Crossings outfitters.  I restocked my food and spent the night in the hostel.  Curry was still here.  The long day had did her in but she continued on later in the day to a campsite four miles or so farther along.  The only person I knew in the hostel was cowboy.  A bunch of others went down to Blood Mountain cabins for the night.

I met Shark Chow here.  He is a kayaker and a journalist.

Day 5 - This was the longest day on the AT so far.  It was nearly eleven and a half miles with a crap ton of ups and downs.  When I arrived at Low Gap shelter I was pooped.  Crow was here along with Llama Mama.  The whole family showed up here soon afterwards.

Some views today before the fog and clouds came rolling back in.
Along with Llama Mama I met Hershey Legs,  Eagle with his dog Camo, AKA,  and a strange one named Nemo.

Day 6 - the last whole day on the trail before my first break was a relatively easy one to Blue Mountain shelter.  It rained on and off this day and my rain coat got a workout.

Just love the stacked stone.
It was chilly on the top of Blue Mountain and people were showing up soaked.  Crow, No Heart, Curry, and Tortoise all tried to warm up a shivering Llama Mama.

This was, by far, the wettest day so far.  Everything felt damp and wouldn't dry.

Days 7 & 8 - I left the shelter early at 7:30am and headed down Blue Mountain.  It wasn't raining as I'd expected it would be which made the wait for the shuttle at the bottom better.

Laundry, lunch, shower - these were the main tasks for the day.  I also wrestled with editing pictures and downloading track file from my GPS.  My file renaming and photo editing apps, which are great on my Chromebook at home, did not work properly on my tablet.  My GPS, which has worked great so far, stopped talking to my tablet.  I spent a few hours fighting with things that should have taken me less than an hour to complete.  *Sigh*

Today I'm trying to stay off my feet, which is turning out to be hard since I have to walk around town to resupply and get food to eat.  I resupplied at the local grocery store.  I only need two days since I will be resupplying at the Top of Georgia hostel/outfitter.

To my surprise Crow and Curry showed up at my hotel.  They pushed hard and got off at Dick's Creek Gap and came into town.  This made the last evening of my zero day fun.

Tomorrow I get shuttled back to the trail and head back out.   Weather is supposed to be good the first day but rain returns.

This is a fairly long post but I haven't even tried to tell all the stories behind all the trail names or all the other stories heard along the AT.  If I did the post would never come to an end - and this is after only one week.

Pictures can be found in my 2019 Appalachian Trail Google Photos album.

Section Distance: 55.47 Miles (89.27 km)
Section Elevation Up: 10,983 ft (3,348 m)
Section Elevation Down: 12,395 ft (3,778 m)

The map for my first section of the Appalachian Trail
from Springer Mountain to Unicoi Gap (Hiawassee, GA).
NOTE: This will be the last cool map and graph until I figure out what's wrong with either the GPS or the cable. 

Sunday, April 07, 2019

Appalachian Trail Gear: The Nemo Hornet 2P Tent (And How To Make It Freestanding)

On my first Appalachian Trail (AT) attempt I slept in the Tarptent Rainbow.  I fully intended to use it again on my second attempt.  I was putting up the tent to clean it when I pushed the pole between the pole sleeve and the reinforcing at the end.  This was a minor issue since it could have been fixed for around $20.00 but, after looking at alternatives, I decided to buy a new tent.  The Rainbow was a nice tent but it had shortcoming.

My new tent I'm using on the AT now is the Nemo Hornet 2P.  '2P' means it's a two person tent but ... Nemo exaggerates.  It is mighty tight for two people - you would have to really like your tent mate.  For one person the tent is roomy though but not quite as roomy as the Rainbow.

The tent goes up in two stages - (1) put up the tent, (2) put up the rain fly.  This is fairly standard for most tents but I have to admit I was used to the tarptent method of putting the tent and fly up simultaneously.  This allowed you to put the tent up in the rain without getting the interior wet. I'm not sure if I can put the Hornet up in the rain without some water getting inside.

Having said this, the Hornet is really easy to put up.  Deploy the tripod pole, attach the pole to the tent corners, clip the tent to the pole.  Throw the fly on and attach the fly to the corners and you are done.  In calm conditions I think I could get it up in a minute or less.

The Hornet weighs about the same as the Rainbow.  On warm days the fly can be left off to allow maximum ventilation and a clear view of the stars (a big plus in my book).  The Hornet's ventilation is much better than the Rainbow.  Lastly, the Hornet has two vestibules versus the Rainbow's single vestibule.  This allows you to easily stow gear in one vestibule, protected from the elements, and have another vestibule to enter/exit the tent.  Two vestibules also means you can open both flaps to let air flow through the tent on hot nights.

I had to make one modification to the tent.  The Hornet is considered a semi-freestanding tent.  Two of the ends of the tripod pole attach to the corners of one end of the tent using Jake's foot connections (a round ball end on the pole pops into a socket attached to the corners of the tent - easy to put together and easy to take apart).  The third leg of the tripod pole goes through a grommet on the middle of the other end of the tent.  To completely deploy the tent you have to stake out the corners of the 'grommet end' of the tent.  I prefer a fully freestanding tent so I put on my thinking cap and figured out how to make it freestanding.

A loop of cord and a cord lock through
the grommet tab of the tent.
First I examined the Rainbow.  The Rainbow is freestanding using hiking poles to keep the tent ends spread out.  I took a pole and wrapped the guy lines around the handle and tip of the pole.  I pulled the fly cords taught and saw the hiking pole ride up the tent pole - not good.  The Rainbow has a Velcro strap to hold the hiking pole in place.  I considered the issue a bit and came up with a simple cord and cord lock solution.

I ran a piece of cord through the grommet tab, fed the ends of the cord through a cord lock, and tied the ends of the cord together into a knot that would keep the cord lock from slipping off.  The loop has to be large enough to allow a hiking pole to slide through it including the joints (my poles have quick locks).

The hiking pole cinched down.
To make the tent freestanding, pitch the tent and fly as normal.  Slide a hiking pole through the added loop until the loop is roughly halfway along the pole.  Use the cord lock to cinch the hiking pole down.  At the pointy end of the hiking pole wrap the tent line around the pole a couple times.  Hook the fly loop cord over the end of the pole (See here).  At the handle end wrap the tent line around the hiking pole handle.  Make a larger loop in the fly cord by feeding the cord through the loop (See here) and loop it around the handle (See here).  Pull the fly tight.  The tent is now freestanding and can be easily lifted to move the tent to another location.

I will follow up this post once I've had some experience putting the tent up in the rain.

Friday, April 05, 2019

Appalachian Trail Gear: The Little Deuce Scoop

I mentioned in my last post that I was rethinking what I packed and what I left home.  Another thing I did was to look for lighter alternatives for things I have to carry.  One of these alternatives made me chuckle.

The thing being replaced was the plastic trowel I used to dig cat holes (i.e. places to take a dump).  The one I had, a very standard orange plastic Coghlan's Backpacker's Trowel, weighed in at just under 2 oz (58 gm).

I did a little searching and found a much lighter, and very appropriately named, replacement.

My replacement cat hole trowel.
Yes ... it is called the Deuce #2.  I couldn't help chuckling as I ordered it on Amazon.

My new trowel, including a tiny carabiner to hang in from my pack, weighs in at 0.67 oz (19 gm), less than a third of my old one.  Over two thousand miles, little savings like this mean a lot.

I'm not so sure how much it will get used as most shelters have privies but if you find yourself miles from the nearest privy and just have to drop a deuce, The Deuce #2 will git-r-done.

Thursday, April 04, 2019

Appalachian Trail: A Second Try ... A New Plan

Some of the more observant readers may have noticed the addition (or re-addition actually) of the Appalachian Trail tab next to the Magnets and Camino tabs.  As soon as I decided I would make a second attempt on the Appalachian Trail (AT) I started making a new plan.

The new plan builds on the first with the addition of lessons learned on my first attempt.  I was only on the AT for six day - I walked off the trail on the seventh day - but I learned a lot about weight in that week.  So, this time around, I looked at ways to shave weight off my pack.

My first planning attempts were zero day centric (a zero day is a rest day with zero miles walked).  I thought I would hike, on average, six or seven days and then have a zero day in a town.  The problem with this is that food weighs a lot.  With up to 15.75 lbs (7 kg) of food, along with a few other things I didn't need, I ended up with a 45 lb (20 kg) pack on my first AT attempt.

A more reasonable amount to pack in the bag.
(See here for first attempt packing)
My new plan is resupply centric first and zero day second.  As I planned I looked for easy towns to stop at that had grocery stores/outfitters where I could buy food.  If there wasn't a convenient place I found a convenient post office where I could resupply by mail.  I managed to get the resupply period down to between three and four days.  This means I will be carrying less food - up to 9 lbs (4 kg) less.  Along with the other things I have scratched from my list I reduced the weight of my pack down to 36.3 lbs (16.5 kg).  I was aiming for 35 lbs but ... I was close and it it definitely better than 45 lbs.

What 'other things' did I get rid off you ask?  Things like packing two shirts instead of three.  Do you really need ten Band-Aids when five would suffice?  Extra carabiners?  Do I need a flint and steel if I have a lighter?  Do I need a fancy nylon zipper bag when a Ziplock baggie would be enough?  All these, among many others, are little things individually but, when I cleaned out my pack at Neels Gap last time I sent nearly 6 lbs (2.7 kg) of unneeded stuff home.  Also these are non-consumable mostly so, while food diminishes in weight as you eat it, these items continue to be dead weight.

A slightly more compact setup this time.
(See here for first attempt packing)
Along with reducing my weight by changing the resupply plan, I also shortened my miles for the first month.  Last time I aimed to average 10 miles (16 km) a day for the first three or four weeks.  This time I am keeping the average below 8 miles (13 km).  This will make my start easier but I will have to pay for this ease with harder (i.e. longer) stages later on.

Less weight and shorter initial stages will make the start of my AT more doable for me.  I'm looking forward to being less exhausted at the end of the day allowing me to be more engaged with the other hikers I encounter along the way because it's not the trail but the people you meet along the trail that makes the AT experience.

Wednesday, April 03, 2019

Appalachian Trail: "Once More Unto The Breach"

It started early in 2018, a year after my failed attempt at an Appalachian Trail (AT) thu-hike.  Through most of 2017 I had struggled with depression, regret, and not a little bit of embarrassment.  In spring of 2018 the depression lifted a bit and the regret asserted itself.  I began to wonder if I should try the AT thru-hike again.

I didn't share this thought with anyone.  I wanted the idea to ruminate a bit to see how I felt about it.  I started biking again in late April 2018, often daydreaming about the AT as I rode .  One day on a bike ride, as I pondered the trail, I realized I was smiling.  This was significant for me - before my first attempt I often doubted if I was doing the right thing.  Now the thought of a second try made me smile.

The Wife and I were sitting watching TV one evening when the Wife asked if I should go out for another long hike.  I think she registered the funk of indecision I was in about a second attempt.  I told her my thoughts of a second attempt on the AT.  She was incredibly supportive.  I asked her not to share my decision until I felt more certain.  I kind of felt that talking/posting about it would jinx it somehow.

I started planning soon after.  I rode my bike more and I started hiking with a pack to prepare.  I soon realized that I was not getting any younger so I made a decision ... It would be in 2019.

As you are reading this post, assuming you are reading soon after it's publishing, I am not far from Springer Mountain - the southern terminus of the Appalachian Trail - and I am heading north.

Posted this picture before my first attempt.  This time things will be different.
This time things are different for both the Wife and I.  Last time the Wife was anxious about me doing this.  Strangely enough, I had the exact same feeling except with the emotional anchor of depression added on.  This time both the Wife and I are excited.  I feel more ready than I did last time.  I have a better plan than last time.  I have learned the lessons of last time.  I feel ready for the adventure ahead of me.

"Once more unto the breach!"
- Shakespeare's play "Henry V"          

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Sunday, March 31, 2019

Book: C. L. Polk's "Witchmark"

My sixth book of the year was C. L. Polk's "Witchmark".  The book is a fantasy in an alternate version of the early twentieth century where magic exists.

The book is a murder mystery that explores prejudice (anti-magic sentiment), the accumulation of power, and multi-leveled slavery.  Polk builds an interesting world to explore how humans interact with power and how power corrupts.

"Witchmark" explores a variation of PTSD and the invisible wounds of war with a magical twist.  The ending of the book is an unexpected "Soylent Green is people" moment.  All the threads tie together nicely but still leaves enough loose ends for a guaranteed sequel.

I gave the book four stars out of five on Goodreads. It held my attention with its intriguing world construction.

Thursday, March 28, 2019

Photograph: "Patterns"

by Bruce H.
A close up photograph of "Wind Sculpture III", an art piece by Yinka Shonibare, outside the Sheldon Museum of Art in Lincoln, Nebraska.

Monday, March 25, 2019

Book: Glendy Vanderah's "Where The Forest Meets The Stars"

My latest read is the sweet debut book by Glendy Vanderah.  Her "Where the Forest Meets the Stars" tells the story of a graduate student ornithologist who is adopted by a nine year old girl claiming to be an alien.

The novel weaves a tale of childish wonder, trauma, romance, and healing.  While I sort of predicted where the book would end up, the discoveries along the way make the journey worth the while.

I gave this book four star out of five on Goodreads because of the sweetness despite the somewhat abrupt ending of the wonderful tale of a girl named Ursa Major.

Wednesday, March 13, 2019

Thirty Years Of The Internet

Yesterday the Internet turned thirty years old. In those thirty years the Internet has changed a lot.

I started exploring the web back in the '90s.  Back before the Internet was a visual medium with pictures and video.  There wasn't much out there.  Many pages were lists of links compiled by humans.  Those links were either academic or just plain weird pages coded by amateurs.  The net felt like a creative version of the wild west.

When Mosaic and Netscape took over the tubes took off with graphics and videos.  Soon the net started attracting commercial businesses.  I was excited when I saw my first commercial with an internet address list.  I am easily excited.

Blogs appeared fairly early on allowing 'ordinary' people to spill their guts, show off their children, and document their lives.  I began blogging seriously in 2006.  I started Homer's Travels as a way to let our families know what the Wife and I were doing.

Blogs soon connected me to the world.  Over the years I met people through my blog.  It started with Phil who writes Wild Rye.  He left a comment on a post of mine and started following me.  I took the second move when I came across a hiking post when I was researching the Sandstone Peak, Mishe Mokwa, and Tri-Peaks trail.  I came across a write up on GeekHiker's blog and, inspired by Phil, left a comment thanking him for his post.  GeekHiker started following my posts.  One day, while bored at work, I went through GeekHiker's blogroll (his list of interesting blogs).  This led me to Just A Girl's 'Angsty' blog, Miss McCracken's 'Silly With Heart' blog, and Dobegil's 'You Did What?' blog.  Before I knew it a small family had formed as we read each other's writing and left comments.

Over time I met in the real world, first GeekHiker and Just A Girl, and then Dobegil.   (I have yet to meet Miss McCracken - that will have to change someday.)

Eventually My blog friends slowed and stopped updating their blogs.  Our lives are not constant.  Things change over time to the better, to the worse, or simply to the different.  The lives of my blog friends have all changed in one way or another.  GeekHiker quit his job, traveled the country and the world for a year before settling in a new area of California, getting a new job, and getting married.  Miss McCracken quit her job as well and is working towards becoming an illustrator for children's books.  Just A Girl met her "Boy", became less Angsty, and has now become Just A Mom.  Dobegil, battling health issues, is supported by her faith.

I know what happened.  It happened to me too.   My life changed with the move  to Omaha and my two Caminos.  But the real reason blogs are no longer being updated: We all discovered social media - i.e. Facebook and similar sites.

Facebook (and Twitter is some cases) became a replacement for blogging.  It was just easier to spread information to our family and friends as they were all there. The didn't all have to visit your blog.  At the same time, social media, in my case anyway, discouraged long form writing.  Most Facebook posts are limited to a paragraph or two.  Often, when someone writes more than a paragraph they feel the need to warn people and apologize for the length of their post.  Twitter is even more overt by limiting posts to two hundred and forty characters.

Over the last decade or so blogging has been slowly fading.  I used to randomly wander through Blogs to get ideas for Homer's Travels.  Over time I started noticing something.  Many of the bloggers, after faithfully blogging for a year, two, or three, would start to slow down or even stop.  Often abruptly.  Many times there was no warning.  Often the last post said they would be more diligent at posting and then ... nothing.  The decline I saw occurred sometime between 2008 and 2010.  Something happened these years.  That's when it seems most people would either slow down their posting dramatically or stop all together.  That's also when Facebook adoption approached an inflection point.

So it appears that Facebook may have been the culprit.  Long form blogging has been replaced with short snippets of random thoughts.  I miss the longer posts.  I looked forward to sitting down and exploring the thoughts of my friends.  Taking a long look at their lives.  Now, while we share more than ever, all we show are glimpses.  Tiny little peeks that only scratch the surface of what we are really thinking.  In my opinion, social media ruined the Internet turning it into a homogenous world with limited creativity and rebellion.

I have succumbed to this trend as well.  Little posts I would have written up for Homer's Travels now find there way to Twitter or Facebook instead.  I have tried to steer a middle course.  I post links to my Homer's Travels posts to Facebook and Twitter.  People can click through if they wish more than short little blurbs or interesting links that I have shared.  I have tried.

I've posted about this same subject before over six years ago ("More than One Hundred Forty Characters").  Things have not improved much.  I have moved away from Facebook a bit only linking to Homer's Travel's posts and occasionally liking family and friend posts. The short form is so enticing, so easy, but I miss the long form of writing I used to enjoy.  They say the more things change, the more they stay the same.  Maybe, if I stick with it long enough, long form writing will come back into style and the Internet will once again become the wild west of creativity.

Tuesday, March 12, 2019

Saying Goodbye To The Snow

Over the next few days ... a week tops ... the snow will all be gone.  To say goodbye to the snow, here is a picture of someone's great idea for brightening winter.

Snow Flowers.
Soon, the fake flowers will melt away and the real deal will start sprouting.

Monday, March 11, 2019

Book: Brooke Bolander's "The Only Harmless Great Thing"

This year I have chosen only one book to read (The first one).  The other three (and the fourth I am currently reading) have been free ebooks you get when you sign up for the newsletter.  Tor is a publisher of science fiction and fantasy books and the books have been, so far, an eclectic mix of genres.  Letting pick my reading has exposed me to author's I would never look twice at.  I consider that a good thing.

The latest of these selections is a short novella.  Brooke Bolander's "The Only Harmless Great Thing" is a very strange book.  It took me a while to figure out when and where it was happening.  It is an alternate history taking place in the early twentieth century where the Radium Girls, sentient elephants, radioactivity, and early demonstrations of electricity weave a quirky tale.

I like quirky.  This book was almost too quirky for me but as I figured out what was going on and I sorted out the different threads, the story grew on me.

I gave this book four stars out of five on Goodreads.  Quirky can be difficult but if you stick with it it can become something wonderful.

Sunday, March 10, 2019

So Close And So Poetic

This afternoon was the Nebraska state Poetry Out Loud competition down in Lincoln, NE.  The Wife's student, a freshman with lots of potential, came in second.

Congrats to the Wife for being such an awesome poetry coach! 

My role in all of this was taking pictures and eating the cookies they put out during the intermission.  They were yummy.

Saturday, March 09, 2019

Book: Myke Cole's "The Armored Saint"

The third book of the year was a fantasy novel.  Myke Cole's "The Armored Saint" is the first book of a series following a young girl as she fights the religious zealots who control her world.

The world is teetering on the edge of hell, where demons use unknowing wizards to be actual doorways between hell and our world.  The religious zealots known as the Order battle the demons and hunt down and ruthlessly exterminate any wizard who may inadvertently release a demon.  In their zealots they are cruel, corrupt, and abusive to the innocent country folk.

Our hero is a young daughter of an ex soldier.  Her strong will gets her in trouble with the Order and is thrown into a role she may not be ready to accept - leader of a revolution.

This is a typical fantasy story and paints and interesting, if not gloomy, image of the world the characters live in.  It is also a typical eurocentric vision.  While this makes it a bit 'ordinary' is also feels comfortable.

I gave this book four stars out of five on Goodreads.  I may be interested in reading the other two books in this series.

Friday, March 08, 2019

A Night Of Occasional Magic: The Moth At The Rose Theater

I have mentioned before that I listen to Podcasts.  In the past I have experienced a podcast in real life.  For example, we saw a live taping of This American Life at UCLA.  We saw a live taping of This American Life on a movie screen (I can't find a post so I guess I didn't post about it).  Finally, in 2018 we saw Ira Glass live in Omaha.

Yesterday we extended the real world experiences to another podcast, The Moth.  The Moth showcases ordinary people telling true stories about themselves.  The stories are ten to fifteen minutes long, are often humorous, serious, or both, and always interesting.

The very cool exterior
of the Rose Theater.
On Thursday evening The Moth held a main stage event (as opposed to their story slam events) at the Rose Theater.  The event consisted in five story tellers with some link to the area.  The stories varied from collected frosty cups to make airfare, to a descendant of slaves locating documents about their family.  My favorite was from a man living in Alaska doing all the wrong things when he encountered a grizzly bear and in doing so learned a lesson about himself.  The Wife and I both enjoyed the show.

This was the first time in the Rose Theater for me so it was cool to see inside this old theater built in 1926.  Since the theater usually caters to children's theater, this may have been my only chance to see inside.  It's not as spectacular as the Orpheum but it was nice enough.

This was the first Moth show in Omaha.  The Rose appeared sold out so, hopefully, there will be more in the future.

Tuesday, March 05, 2019

Snowshoeing Iowa: Probably The Last One

I went for my fifth snowshoe of the year this morning.  While we are getting more snow on Thursday, by Saturday temps go above freezing and we get nearly an inch of rain.  Next week is starting to look like a messy mix of snow and rain with above freezing highs most of the week.  This all means that the piles of snow we have everywhere will soon be gone.

Today's snowshoe was around 4 miles (6.4 km).  It was a tough one for me today.  My butt was dragging most of the day.  Not sure why I was so tired today but not even a blueberry muffin could fix me.

I blew a snowshoe - a first for me - and walked a couple steps before realizing that I was missing a snowshoe.  As I was putting my snowshoe back on I noticed a tear in my boot.  It turns out both of my boots had major tears on the leather uppers.  I bought these boots in October 2007 so I got almost twelve years out of them.

With the snow probably going away and my boots giving up the ghost, I think my snowshoeing is done for this winter season.  Hopefully I won't have to wait ten more years before I get to snowshoe again.

Saturday, March 02, 2019

Snowshoeing Iowa: Double Or Nothing

Today I did the fourth snowshoe of the year doubling the number of snowshoes I've done in the last ten years.  My eighth snowshoe ever was 5.4 miles (8.7 km) which is also my longest ever.  I also did more elevation this time.  I also saw a lot more snowshoers in the park most likely due to it being the weekend.

I'm not sure how many more snowshoes I'll get in before the thaw finally gets here.  Hopefully a few more this week.

Thursday, February 28, 2019

Book: Ian McDonald's "Luna: New Moon"

My second book of 2019 was Ian McDonald's "Luna: New Moon".  The book takes place in the future when a group of five families (i.e the five dragons) control the resources and wealth of the Earth's Moon.

The book mixes asian, brazilian, australian, and other cultures to make an interesting mix of languages, names, and titles.  The book has a glossary to help you through the meanings of the different words employed by the citizens of the Moon.

I read a review that described it as a mix of the Dynasty and Dallas television shows and I would wholeheartedly agree.  The entire book is about the power struggles and intrigues between the five families that control everything on Earth's satellite.

I have mixed feeling about this book.  I never liked TV shows like Dallas and Dynasty and this tinted my view from the book.  It's not a bad book but it isn't quite my cup of tea.   This is the first book of a series.  I doubt I will continue the series.

I gave the book three stars out of five on Goodreads.  I almost gave it four since it's not a bad book but I just couldn't do it.  Three and a half stars might have been a better rating.

Wednesday, February 27, 2019

Snowshoeing Iowa: Hitchcock - Snow Is So Much Better Than Mud

I did my third snowshoe of the week back at Hitchcock.  I pushed a little harder and did four and a quarter miles with some decent elevation.  A lot more of the trails had been stomped down by other snowshoers, cross-country skiers, and hikers so it wasn't as hard as the earlier snowshoes I've done but I managed to find a few trails with pristine snow covered to challenge me.

One thing about snowshoeing, going downhill is a lot easier than going down muddy hills.  When the temperatures move back over freezing all the melting snow will make Hitchcock trails unhikeable for at least a week, if not longer, until the mud dries up.

Despite the sub-freezing temperatures we are experiencing, some of the trails in the southern part of Hitchcock were already starting to melt with dark soil poking through along Badger Ridge trail.  The northern part of the park is more sheltered and should be slower to melt.  I hope to get another snowshoe in this weekend and move the mileage counter in the sidebar a little higher.

Monday, February 25, 2019

Snowshoeing Iowa: Hitchcock, Now With Even More Snow And Hills

Got my second snowshoe in for the year back at Hitchcock Nature Center.  I did another three miles like I did last Thursday but I added a couple more climbs along the route to add some difficulty.

It was a cold morning with temperatures in the single digits (℉).  There was a lot more snow on the ground after Saturday's snowfall.  There was so much snow that I accidentally wandered off the trails a couple times.

Snow on the trees.  Animal tracks Mark the Bunker Hill trail.
While the snowshoes have been tough, I think I am handling the exercise much better than I've done in the past.  The backpack hiking that I've been doing seems to be doing the job.  My strength and endurance has improved over the last nine months or so.

I am thinking of snowshoeing again on Wednesday.  We are having a major cold snap so most of the snow should still be around the rest of this week ... if not longer.  I will be taking advantage of the snow as long as the weather holds out.

Sunday, February 24, 2019


We had nine inches of snow last night.  This was combined with strong winds to give us blizzard conditions.  This made me think two things: I would be clearing snow Sunday morning and I would have awesome snowshoe conditions on Monday.

Clearing the snow was a workout.  Even with a snow blower it was tough.  The blower kept bogging down and, in places, the drifts were higher than the snow blower.  Under the snow was a layer of ice (it rained before it snowed) so deicer was spread.  I have some strap on spikes that keep me from slipping - amazing how very tiny 1/8 inch spikes are enough to keep you on your feet.  I'm not sure I could have cleared the snow with only a shovel.  That would have sucked.  The nearly two foot deep drift on our deck ... will probably stay there until it gets warmer and it melts on its own.

Homer never liked the snow.  I had to scoop snow off the yard to get him to do his business.  Iago loves the snow.  He likes sticking his head in the snow while he walks - we call it snow plowing.  He often comes back in with snow on his nose.  The snow in the yard is almost up to Iago's belly.

Cool windswept snow texture.

The snow we got on top of the snow we already had on the ground and the blustery conditions gave the fields behind our house a cool texture, especially early in the morning while the sun was still low on the horizon.

Sunrise over the snow covered field ... and electrical pylons.
I mentioned last post that we are seeing a lot of snow this February.  Another thing we are getting more of is icicles.  Not sure why the conditions are so good for their formation but they are everywhere.

Long icicles outside our front door.
Tomorrow (and maybe Wednesday too) I will be enjoying the new snow.  Hitchcock snowshoe number two ... here I come.