Wandering in Wyoming (Part Two of Trip One)

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My sights were set on Montana, but I had time to check out (parts of) Wyoming.  The state is a collection of mountain ranges and basins.  I knew I couldn’t cover it all.  Had to scratch off Como Bluff and it’s dinosaur bone house—but it’s not open to the public anymore.

I planned to cover the Big Horn Canyon/Yellowtail Reservoir on my way home, but there was a huge change of plans along the way.  So, where did I leave off?  Worland. IMG_0149

In the morning I headed for Cody.  First up, the Buffalo Bill Dam in Shoshone Canyon where I met Buck, a volunteer at the Visitor Center.

Buck

Buck

Wonderful, interesting, happy guy who served his country well.

IMG_0190After that, back into Cody to visit an historic church which the gracious man of the collar opened to me.  It has an ancient Wurlitzer organ, of interest to few, but special to me.  I told myself I wouldn’t refer to the church by its nickname, but there it was, on a bronze plaque right outside the door….IMG_0188

Downtown for lunch at the Irma Hotel.  I gazed in the mirror and looked quickly down, to no avail. IMG_0195 I also picked up a neckerchief in case that would be of help in some deciphering I’ve been trying to do.

Pink

After lunch I hit 4 out of the 5 museums at the Buffalo Bill Historical Center where I saw a fetching Fechin, the pre-sale artworks of many talented people, Plains Indian artifacts, natural history exhibits, and so forth.  I skipped the Firearms Museum this time as Mr. W wasn’t along.  (Been there, done that.)

English: Main Entrance to the Cody Firearms Museum

Supper.  A double rainbow.  Discovered it was FF’s birthday, so I sent him best wishes and a note on my (lack of) progress.

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Next up?  I had reservations in West Yellowstone, the Gallatin Valley, and a certain hot springs over the next few days, but . . . .

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To Go or Not To Go . . .

I knew I would regret it all winter if I didn’t get out West for my first TTOTC search, but where was my back up:   my husband couldn’t get away;  a brother just laughed;  my friend needed more notice.

(Really a diaper bag)

(Really a diaper bag)

So, I just did it.  Found a back pack that could easily carry a bronze box, water, and bear spray.  Flashlight.  Check.  Whistle.  Why not?  GPS.  No.  Forrest’s book.  Definitely.

Packed the car.  Took off.  It’s amazing how much ground you can cover at 75 mph.  The vast, flat, empty Nebraska disappeared in a blur.  Made it to Ogallala the first night.  Then came eastern Wyoming.  Hillier.  Also mostly barren.  Until the mountains start looming up out of nowhere.Chugwater, Wyoming

I headed north and stopped in Chugwater, site of an old buffalo jump, a museum (closed), and the state’s oldest soda fountain.

Oldest soda fountain in Wyoming

Since it was 105 degrees F, I indulged in a delicious chocolate malt after wandering the outdoor exhibits.

From there I headed for Buffalo and the Big Horns via Casper.  On the way I took a quick peek at Register Rock and the Oregon Trail ruts near Guernsey.  (See Stephanie’s coverage at her blog ‘What’s A Chase’.)

I passed the reservoir at Glendo, water low, where many ancient layers of rock are visible.  Saw a couple antelope roaming, and a couple raindrops made it to my windshield.  Fort Fetterman was Closed as was the GlenRock Museum.  (It’s not even Labor Day yet, folks.  Not that I minded the lack of crowds on the highways, etc.)  I also saw the bright red gash where they’re cutting Red Mountain for the rock.

At Kaycee I took in the Hoofprints of the Past museum, which had an outstanding number of arrowheads on display.  Down the street was a large bronze of a rodeo rider/singer.IMG_0072

I picked up a book on Wyoming’s geology at the museum in Buffalo.  Also, helpful was the museum in Worland, Washakee.  I tried to memorize the various ages/layers of stone by color and texture. ( Like, where are the dinosaur fossils, the oil, the ocean beds–a visible geologic clock.)

Tensleep Canyon

Tensleep Canyon

The most stunning visually is the Tensleep layer, a swirly red and cream, which I saw coming down out of the Big  Horns.  BTW, there’s a beautiful Meadowlark Lake up there in the woods.

Meadowlark Lake

Meadowlark Lake

Are the Big Horn Mountains part of the Rockies?  Until I hear otherwise from Mr. Fenn, I’m not ruling them out.

[To be continued. . . .]

Gators in Minnesota ! ? ! ? !

English: A yawning American alligator (Alligat...

Gators in Minnesota ! ? ! ? !

{Just so you know, I toss a gator in the moat before I leave home.}

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“An alligator that surprised two boys fishing in a Washington County lake was shot dead by a Minnesota Department of Natural Resources enforcement officer, but another alligator remained on the loose Thursday.”

This was necessary because, as the DNR officer explained, “alligators don’t belong in Minnesota lakes and have no business alarming anglers.”

The search for Bonnie continues. You already know the name of her dead partner.

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Today Show TTOTC Clue Update

It sounds like Forrest and the Today Show people have been in touch.  Just waiting on Matt Lauer for the timing of the next clue.  Getting ready . . . .

People playing Cluedo, a deduction boardgame

People playing Cluedo, a deduction boardgame (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

“Sell it all; hit the road”

My Spirit of Adventure

Here’s an idea (not everyone can/would choose):

Sell it all; hit the road.

But just imagine how much searching one could do . . . .

Ready, set, . . . .

Ready, set, . . . .

Forrest Fenn's Treasure Chest

Forrest Fenn’s Treasure Chest

Caves and Kivas

So many things can go wrong . . . . Eastman boat  in Chicago 24 July 1915

So many things can go wrong . . . .
Eastman boat in Chicago
24 July 1915

Just finished reading Preston/Child’s Thunderhead, a thriller set in the mysterious canyons of the desert Southwest.  Thrills.  Chills.  And sherds.  Lots of potsherds.

New words:  kiva;  Quivera.

Pot Sherds

Forrest Fenn is listed in the Acknowledgements.  You’ll see why if you read it.

Will I sleep tonight?  Yes.  Well, maybe.

Will I wander the canyons in the Southwest?  Not on your life.

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I also picked up Treasure Island at the library since it’s mentioned in Fenn’s The Thrill of the Chase .  I don’t think I ever read it as a kid.  I see that there is a Skeleton Island on the treasure map, and, (yes, I peeked at the ending which I rarely ever do), there is a cave — filled with all manner of gold and such.

English: map of Treasure Island, from the firs...

Forrest Fenn's Treasure Chest

Forrest Fenn’s Treasure Chest

Click on this link to see a 45 million year old stalagmite in Europe.Antiparos, the Cyclades – A travelogue [part II].

Boat Skeleton, Cô Tô Island

Magic North: Lofoten Island

Just sharing this because it’s beautiful: music and time-lapse with aurora borealis. About 3 minutes.

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Timelapse video made from shots taken during a trip to Arctic Circle.
In this short movie you can see beautiful places of Northern Sweden and Norway and the Northern Lights.
Location: Lofoten (Norway)
Date: 09-16 March 2013
Camera: Canon 60D (+Magic Lantern) with Sigma lenses and ND 3.0 filter (all daylight shots).
Shot interval: 5-12 seconds
Music (licensed from themusicbed.com): The Candlepark Stars – Take Care and Safe Home

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New Q & A with Forrest Fenn

I’d been wondering for awhile about Mr. Fenn’s hidden autobiography, the one sealed in a jar in the treasure chest.  Would the finder, if not me, be sharing it with those of us fascinated by the man?

Also, since I’m still mystified by the meanings of the hints and clues, real and imagined, is he planning to publish a book (after the chest is found) that would put us obsessed seekers out of our, well, not misery exactly, but you know?  A cure for whatever we want to call it.

So, I asked him.

His response was quicker than my posting. ***

There is a now a new column/heading on my blog:  Q&A with Fenn.  I’ll add to it as they occur.  I’m  never short of questions, just answers.

You’ll see by his answers why I’m now more motivated to head to the Rockies before the snow flies.  Even if I haven’t had that mental breakthrough so I could go with perfect confidence, I think I’d regret it all winter if I didn’t try at least once.

The other news from Forrest Fenn is that his newest book, Too Far To Walk is headed to the printer’s this week.  I’m already on the waiting list at Collected Works Bookstore in Santa Fe.  It will also be available on his website, Old Santa Fe Trading Co.com.

***  Friday I  had no internet service, and this weekend I headed 3 hours north for a funeral:  95 year-old WWII veteran, tears at the first hymn, and at the 21 gun salute.  “I learned to pray at Normandy,” he’d told the pastor.

Blackberry Moon

Tiny thing

Tiny thing

Yes.  Another frog.  This little guy posed for me this morning while I was gathering wild blackberries.

(Courtesy note:  no new Forrest Fenn/Thrill of the Chase Treasure Hunt clues in here.  Just frogs and flutterbys….)

By the time I put the last batch through the juicer to take out the seeds on Tuesday, I ended up with only 9 half-pints of jam.  Not enough for Christmas gifting and a year’s supply for us.  Not a problem.  There are plenty more out there.

Blackberry thorns are meaner than the wild raspberry’s, which ripen in June.  So, I armored up, grabbed water, my phone, and my camera.  Ready or not, I still missed a shot of the deer and fawn getting a drink.  And darn it—the butterflies just won’t sit still for me.

I’ve seen several black and blue swallowtails, very large yellow butterflys, small ones, a tiny blue one, but only 3 monarchs fluttered by this year.

English: Photograph of a Monarch Butterfly.

English: Photograph of a Monarch Butterfly. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The monarchs are in some distress.

milkweed

milkweed

I’ve got plenty of milkweed plants for them (want some seeds?), but I heard they’re not making it past the Texas drought area.  There are several generations per summer.  The final generation flies all the way back to Mexico to winter in a particular area.

The bigger disaster for their population was 2 winters ago.  I remember hearing that a  hailstorm hit their winter haven and decimated the flock.Crop Duster

Another issue is the ubiquitous use of pesticides which don’t discriminate between life forms based on desirability.  Don’t you wonder what they’re spraying up there?  Fungicides, pesticides, herbicides, peoplecides.  And why, if the biotech transgenetics are so wonderful?

US distribution of Japanese Beetle, (This map ...

US distribution of Japanese Beetle, (This map is not entirely accurate. Infestation is established much farther west at least to the Oklahoma line.) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

About the berries.  I don’t pick along the fencelines where the neighbors are raising corn and soybeans.  So, yes.  There are occasional bugs in the bucket.  But, I’d rather remove them myself than pollute my food.

Still.  I’m really not happy with the voracious Japanese beetles who moved into the neighborhood 3 summers ago.  First it was the grapevines.  Then the rosebush.  This year the orchard.  The bright side?  The chickens come running when I shake them out of the trees.

Japanese beetle foraging on  grapevine

Japanese beetles foraging on grapevine