A Traveler and his Cat exploring America.

Saturday, April 7, 2012


Just going through my photo folders deleting them as I've pretty much picked out the better of the lot in each. Here are a few I gave a last minute reprieve before pushing the button.

Black-Necked Stilt

Red Shouldered Hawk on a highway sign looking for lunch.

And the story. There's usually always a story behind every photograph. Here I tried something different. I rode my bicycle a few miles into my State Park before going off through the woods on an exploratory hike. The main reason was so that I could pretty much coast the two miles downhill back to where I parked saving me from two miles of slogging along after having already hiked several miles. I pulled my bike off into the woods and locked it to a downed tree - not that anyone would come by and see it. Mainly just for the peace of mind. I took a good look as to where I had pulled off the fire road so as to be able to find my bike when I came back. As I got my camera gear and pack situated I noticed this little mushroom set and took two pictures. Off I then went through the forest. After a few miles I was back onto the fire road and proceeded down to where I started. Naturally I couldn't locate the little ravine where I pulled off. Eventually I realised I had walked too far and turned back up the road. Yet still I could not locate the spot where fifty feet in my bike stood locked to a tree. I stopped, stood there, scratching my head, concentrating, Where? Where did I leave the road? A bit further on I finally found the spot and my bike. I decided this wasn't such a good idea and probably will not do a ride and hike again. One or the other, but not both where I end up hiding the bike so well that I cannot even find it. Oh and I never took a picture on the hike; only the two of the little red mushrooms right where I had parked my bicycle.


  1. Oh, the vagaries of age and pre-occupation! I once lost my car in a parking ramp - and the darndest thing is that we could see the car, but couldn't figure out how to get to it! One of those split-level things! Now, I make every attempt to park near the elevator or stairs!

    Loved the photo of the hawk...and the red mushrooms. They were so bright! Have a great day...

  2. I've been reminding myself every now and then when I go searching for an image, that I should be deleting more along the way to make room for the new. Question: Once they go up on your blog, you don't need to save them forever do you? They remain in a blog-cloud somewhere? (Realize blog clouds could disintegrate at any time by the forces of nature, but if I choose to take the risk?)

    What a hassle; not being able to relocate your bike on the hike John! Your mushroom pics are sweet though. I think the thrill of an 'excursion' is in the anticipation of what just-might lay ahead. Some days are better than others but it's a story to tell none-the-less.

  3. Let me guess, you forgot to leave a trail of breadcrumbs in your haste to make your way through the forest! I ALWAYS keep a bag handy... just in case I forget where I parked my car at Wally-World! ;D

    Cute little mushrooms, love the color!

  4. at least you eventually found the bike. i can hardly find my car in the walmart parking lot, some days...

  5. I would be hopeless at that. Glad you were eventually successful. Love those red mushrooms. And the hawk.

  6. Definite keepers John.
    I would love to be able to leave my bike in my woodlands but I'm sure it would have been stolen before I got back... chained to a tree or not.

  7. Geez, what sharp fablous photos here. The light on the mushooms is fantastic.


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