After a slow first five months, I'm back to blogging in earnest. In the forthcoming few months I plan to keep on tracking the blooming of wildflowers, the activities of bugs and reptiles and any other critters I'm quick enough or lucky enough to photograph, and to comment on ecological relationships. Since there is an increasing sense of ecological crisis among many people and more vigorous denial of such on the part of others, I will inevitably comment on the social and political dimensions of survival as I see them.
I am still an adjunct instructor in the English Department at Feather River College, but time permitting, I am available for hire as a nature guide in the region in and around Plumas County. A brochure describing my usual kinds of natural history adventures is in development. Email me c/o email@example.com with your mailing address and a statement of interests, and I'll send you a rough draft.
I have been teaching since 1965 and have recently joined the English Department as an Associate Faculty member at Feather River College. Recently taught Nature Literature in America and am currently teaching Interpersonal Communication and Basic Reading and Writing.
My wife and I saw some amazing and beautiful things Saturday when we hiked up the Sierra Buttes. Now I'm anxious to post more photos from that trip. I wonder if I'll ever get back to posting the results of my trip by Oakland Camp nearly a week ago. That was a very rewarding excursion, especially as regards milkweeds and butterflies. Here's a view of the Buttes from the Gold Lake Road as we were descending toward the turnoff to Packer Lake. We began our hike at the Packer Lake Campground. According to some signs the hike amounted to four miles each way and an elevation change of around 2,500' each way. Woke up a little stiff the next day.
Here's a view overlooking Young America Lake from around the 8,000' level. The Upper and Lower Sardine Lakes can be seen in the background. If I had a higher resolution camera and/or a longer lens, you could see some tiny people hiking across the rocks by the exit of the lake into Sardine Creek.
Here we are descending the stairway to the lookout with a view of a group of happy veterans and veterans' supporters who had come up here to honor a deceased comrade. We never made it to the top of the stairway. The wind and the cold and the exposure drained away our daring. More photos from this expedition will surely follow.