Last week I played around with the time lapse feature on my GoPro Hero cam. This is the result. The gray sky didn’t add much to the scene but once we have some nice weather again, I will try again.
Peavy Arboretum Bushwhacking
Today I went bushwhacking in Peavy Arboretum. Or perhaps a better term would be bushwalking.
This is the forestry club cabin. I went to an event here once long ago.
Lush ferns doing their thing.
The trail network is very well maintained in Peavy Arboretum.
Calloway Reservoir. Long ago, Rick, Chris, and I tried to go fly fishing here but were stymied by this very sign!
The George W. Brown Sports Arena. Home of the Oregon State University Logging Sports Team.
Cookies cut. This is a much smaller log than what Timber Joey cuts through.
Pole climbing. It’s a race to the top!
An old weir or diversion of some sort.
Walking through a recent clear cut. I chose the road less followed.
I’m not quite sure which mountain that is in the distance. Mount Hood maybe?
A little campsite at the end of the road.
Bushwhacking to another trial.
I followed forest creature paths through an old growth stand.
A towering tree.
The old Cap House. The inscription reads: “We never carried off any dead or anything like that.’ Built in 1937 by the Civilian Conservation Corps, the Cap House was designed to store the blasting caps for various projects, such as stump removal, on road clearing projects and rock quarrying. The caps stored here were silver-dollar sized incendiary devices that, when lit, caused the powder to heat up and explode. The caps were housed separately from the powder to eliminate accidents. The quote above demonstrates the success of this effort.”
Looking down into the valley where Soap Creek runs.
The path through a clearcut.
Marys Peak in the distance. It still has snow on top.
In a dense stand of 2nd or 3rd growth timber.
The trees all lean to the side because this area is a slow-moving landslide. After this picture, I hiked several miles through about 15 year old underbrush to get out of the forest. Rather than bother with the normal roads and trails, I decided to go through the thick of things to see something different. It wasn’t very photogenic, but it was fun.
A wildlife tree.
Or rather a wildlife stump.
Almost out of the forest.
While you were sleeping…
This morning I couldn’t sleep. Instead of tossing and turning in bed waiting for morning to come, I got up and went for a run through campus and out toward the covered bridge.
It’s difficult to see but there were two deer grazing in the grass by the tree line. I could see the steam rising off their backs and vapor coming from each exhaled breath.
The Irish Bend Covered Bridge where I recently had a motorcycle photo shoot.
The sun prepares to make its debut over Corvallis for the day.
Clouds on the horizon made us wait a few minutes longer for first light this morning.
Sunrise over Corvallis. What were you doing when the sun came up today?
Golden dappled light washes across the fields and hills.
The burning nuclear inferno of hydrogen rises into the trees.
The sun rises far enough north in the sky this time of year to provide light to the interior of the covered bridge.
Warmth and light return once more to the valley.