Yo bear!

We need your imagination today, because we don't have "live" pictures of our horseback ride (we were not allowed to take pictures while on our horse). We were on a relaxing "walk in the woods" horseback ride today, and with 15 minutes to go (after riding for an hour and 3/4) our guide, Page, stopped and with a clear change in voice (that indicated "I'm not in charge") shouted out several times "Yo bear!" A few seconds later, and 15 yards ahead of us, a large mother black bear and a cub crossed the trail and went off to our right to re-emerge about 20 yards away through the forest. At this point, we don't know if there are any other cubs, and whether we are between the mother and any of her brood. Our guide radioed the horse barn, and they said they had seen the bear and only one cub. After a minute, we continued on the trail. Pictures today include De De and Pop Pop in saddle, a trail pic - similar to the one we were riding on - and several views of Lake MacDonald.

Avalanche Lake

Good news and bad. We had our first hike today and it was superb. Bad news: the Road to the Sun is closed until July 1, due to construction at lower levels, and the pass is not yet plowed through. So we won't be able to drive close to the glaciers. However, picking out pictures today is really difficult - we have so many options. We started a short walk (about a mile) on Trail of the Cedars, where at selected parts of the trail they posted Haiku poems. Here is one: Moist Pacific air/ Blocked by Rocky Mountain heights/ Giant cedars thrive./ The second part of our hike was to Avalanche Lake, following a stream of the fastest water we ever saw. The hike was four miles, but totally worth it. While at the lake, and having a snack, we had a visitor. Finally, back at the Lodge, we were impressed by the view over a couple of the cabins.

First view of Glacier National Park

We arrived at Glacier yesterday PM, but a thunderstorm and lack of connectivity in our cabin postponed this blog. On the way, we stopped at a general store and had to take a pic - yes these do really exist. Lake MacDonald and the view from the lodge porch close out our pictures for the day. To keep the trip current, however, here is the text of the Fourth Amendment to the U.S. Constitution: The right of the people to be secure in their persons, houses, papers, and effects, against unreasonable searches and seizures shall not be violated, and no Warrants shall issue, full upon probable cause, supported by Oath or affirmation, and particularly describing the place to be searched, and the persons or things to be seized. I offer the text with a sole comment that the Constitution remains remarkably relevant even today.

Wyoming and Montana

Well, today we travelled from Rapid City, SD, to Bozeman, MT. Driving in Wyoming is like sailing, but on a sea of green, with the swells 3 to 6 miles long, and hundreds of feet deep. There is no shade in Wyoming - actually, we came upon a small town in a valley with a stream running through it, and there was a grove of trees. Other than that, not a bit of shade anywhere! We came up with a poem for Route 90 in Wyoming: Wyoming Exit/ Ain't no food/Ain't no gas/ Just keep on driving/ There's only grass./ In Rapid City we met a couple driving back to Indiana from Portland. The husband's reaction was, "The further we went through Montana, the larger they made it." These are very big states. Big, and after driving miles and miles of prairie, seeing the Rockies for the first time is spectacular. We did stop at one exit early on in Montana - to see Donna's Diner. Good coffee, and the piece of cherry pie I ordered could have lasted four days, if I wasn't into blowing a week's worth of calories. Finally, trip wise, we were tooling along through Gillette at nearly 80 mph, and passed on the left the biggest building complex I have ever seen. I think it was a coal crushing operation, because, on the right, was the biggest mine operation we have ever seen. The seam of coal was perhaps 50 feet high (but down in the ground) and must have been a mile long, with giant machinery working the seam. At 80 mph, we got no pics. One last comment - some have alerted us that they can't comment on the blog. This "frosts" me, as I think Google has limited (or we have, unwittingly) comments to those with Google+ or g-mail accounts instead of the open forum we enjoyed in the past. Sorry if we have had a hand in this exclusion.

Wind Cave National Park

Today we travelled to Wind Cave National Park. There are 4 miles of "paved" trails through the cave (in eight different layers) out of known paths of 140 miles - it is a very big cave, one of the longest in the world. A Park Ranger got us 200 feet underground, and had a boy light a candle covered by a tin candlestick holder - then turned the lights out to show us what early exploration must have felt like. The candle cast a dim, but surprisingly wide pale over the chamber we were in. Then she blew out the candle - total darkness. A youngster screamed, and a father said, "I'm with the baby." Back with lights on, there was a brief discussion of total darkness. BTW, you can not see anything, and I mean any thing at all. Above the cave is a prairie wilderness area. We missed the elk herd, but saw buffalo, coyote, prong-horned antelope, and the ever present prairie dogs. Here are some examples. I think we were within ten feet of this big guy!

Mt. Rushmore, Crazy Horse, and Custer State Park

All three of our destinations today are adjacent, and National Geographic rates Custer State Park one of the best in the nation. It is easy to see that designation, as the scenery is magnificent. The "vista" picture is just to show why this area is called the "Black Hills." Unfortunately, much of the pine forest (just like we saw several years ago in both Colorado and Alberta) is being devastated by an epidemic from the pine beetle - mountain after mountain of dead trees. It is really sad to see such mayhem. The Park service staffs are working hard to minimize the damage, but it is no easy task. Oh, guess which rock formation is named "Eye of the Needle."

Badlands National Park

The great plains - aptly named - as there are all crisp lines on the horizon, everywhere you look. The horizon is grass and sky, rocks and sky, mountains and sky, but never trees and sky. The rocks of the Badlands are very weird, rising up out of mile after mile of grassy plain. We also visited a pioneer, sod-buster, sod home, built only 100 years ago. Settlers paid $18 for 160 acres, which were theirs if they stayed at least 5 years - most did not. Another time, another place - the treatment of the Indians in the whole "homestead" process was pretty shabby. The western part of the Badlands Park is more high prairie, with lots of space for prairie dogs and bison. Here are some images from the day.

Illinois, Iowa, Wisconsin, Minnesota, and South Dakota

As we travel west and north, the roads get faster, the prices lower, and the people friendlier (although we met wonderful friends in Chicago). You know you are getting older, however, when the front desk asks if a handicapped room is acceptable, when you go out on Michigan Avenue, and a woman asks if we are lost, and can she help, and when they don't ask at the Art Institute if you are entitled to "senior" tickets. Ah, well, we are in Sioux Falls, SD, so here is a pic of the falls.

Chicago Architectural Foundation

We took a river cruise today to see the vibrant and varied architectural heritage of Chicago. The whole east side of Chicago was built on a land-fill, with debris from two sources - (1) they used refuse from the great Chicago fire, and (2) they dredged up more dirt from the Chicago river than was dug out of the Panama Canal! Why - to make Lake Michigan flow south and west (instead of its natural north and east flow) into the Mississippi - all the way to New Orleans! Mies Van Der Rohe, Phillip Johnson and others led Chicago in developing the first skyscrapers using steel construction. Here are some views:

Chicago

This PM we saw Millennium and Grant Parks in Chicago. Does anyone else remember 1968, Abe Ribicoff and Mayor Daley and the Democratic Convention? Well, now they are beautiful parks, not riot central. We visited the Chicago Art Institute, a museum that certainly is world-class (think, Philly, NYC, the Smithsonian, Louvre, and Hermitage - especially for Impressionist works). One thing I found out -I'm not contemporary - more Grant Wood. It is quite difficult maintaining a straight face while two young women are laughing hysterically at our attempt to mimic American Gothic. Here are some pics from the day.

In style

As we get ready to travel, I have the good fortune to be reading another wonderful garden book: The Wild Braid, a conversation with Stanley Kunitz, poet and gardener. So to set up our trip, here are two of my poems and a picture of why we are ambivalent (somewhat) about leaving. Down the path/ Walking through the woods/ Turtle cove and frog hollow/ The stream rushes by./ Swaying branches/ The underside of leaves/ Create darkness compared/ to those basking in the sun./ That is, until the breeze Lifts and twists and Mines silver in the air. As we walked around the pond, Donna was able to get a picture of Madison while she was picking flowers. Madison is definitely in style.

Does it get any better?

What should a garden look like? Try this.

Getting Ready

We are getting ready for a National Park trip from Chicago to San Fransisco with major stays in Glacier and Yosemite. By chance, Pop Pop recently read a fascinating book called Second Nature by Michael Pollen. He argues that the Thoreau ideal of "romantic nature" where we are but observers of beautiful vistas should be confined to spectacular spaces like Yosemite, but that our real ideal should be the garden, or a place where man is not only part of nature, but adds to its usefulness and splendor. So later blogs may just drool over spectacular vistas, but may also speculate how we should interact with nature in a balanced, responsible way. As a start, here are some pictures of our current (home) garden, a place where we have tried to interact in a way consistent, hopefully, with Pollen's principles.