In these election times, it's all too easy to wave Old Glory; we see a lot of well-meaning folks standing in front of the flag when delivering a political message, or hiding behind it when things go wrong.
Last week, I received an e-mail from my daughter, Kristin, who manages a medical clinic in North Carolina. Most of what that dear girl sends me is fun and games, but every once in a while she smacks me alongside the head with a dose of reality and something to think about. To whit:
Three startling photographs of the largest re-enlistment ceremony ever held on the 4th of July, 2008 at Al Faw Palace, Baghdad, Iraq, with General David Petraeus officiating. This outstanding event was – as far as I can find out – ash-canned by our main-stream media. Even Jim Lehrer (may have) missed it, and that's a surprise. Makes me wonder why… Is there someone "out there" censoring our news…?
I have two USAF sons who are F-16 drivers, and have served in Iraq and Afghanistan, one of them on the UN "peace-keeping" assignments in Bosnia. At present, my oldest son, a Colonel in the USAF, is serving in Turkey, and his brother is a USAF Reserve Group commander in Florida.
Outside
Scary Stuff: Politicians, bureaucrats and vampires
Death By Meeting
Local Rick Wright with Ron WydenBack in my California windsurfing days, we would occasionally sneak out of the office on a blustery afternoon for a "Board Meeting" at Coyote Point in San Francisco Bay. That's my kind of meeting. I would much rather be out on a trail than sitting in a chair in a conference room. My butt is sore from too many meetings last week, but sometimes you've got to endure the chair to advocate the trail. I attended a meeting of the Deschutes County Committee on Recreation Assets with Senator Ron Wyden, as well as the Winter Recreation Advisory Group and Trail User Group meetings with the Forest Service.
The attendees at the meeting with Senator Wyden represented a "Who's Who" of outdoor recreation leaders in our community. Wyden appointed the ad hoc committee, co-chaired by longtime Bend La Pine School District official Peter Miller and Deschutes County Commissioner Tammy Melton, because "access to outdoor recreation enhances quality of life and attracts new businesses, creates jobs and stimulates the economy." Wyden also believes the benefits of outdoor recreation stretch beyond that to addressing our looming healthcare crisis.
Quit Nerding Up Football
I've been asked by the Left Field department to share my views on
fantasy football and I'm glad to do it because fantasy football is
eating up sports fans and turning them into soulless statistic chomping
geeks.
Last Sunday, I was jumping up and down in my sweatpants,
spilling PBR Light (I'm watching my figure) all over the place as
Atlanta Falcons quarterback Matt Ryan sent a 26-yard bomb spiraling
into the hands of receiver Michael Jenkins, who stepped out of bounds
with one second left.
Missing Moose and Gator naps: The Natural World road trip report
A stranger to Central Oregon, but common to Florida, the American Alligator. You'd think any Oregonian with a grain of sense would wait until
January to fly off to Florida for a week or so but my son, Ross, called
me last March and said, "Pop, for your birthday, I'm going to give you
an all-expense paid week in Florida. Come on down!"
Well, this and
that got in the way for us to make it happen; two things that were
significant. The first being that my wife, Sue, went to work on a
summer-long contract with the National Park Service to do a butterfly
census in Lava Beds National Monument in Northern California. The other
being a new job for Ross, who is a Lt. Col. in this man's USAF Reserve.
Sue
finished her contract on Labor Day, and Ross, who started out his
career with the Air Force as an F-16 Instructor Pilot, and whom, like
many service men and women, has done tours in the Middle East, recently
took command of the 482nd Operations Group at Homestead AFB in Florida.
All in the Family: Climbing an extended family tree and the nature deficit disorder
October snow on the WifeTHE WIFE
Of course, we have the confirmed Bachelor in our midst. And
everyone knows the Three Sisters. But, as holiday party season
approaches, it can be good to embrace long lost relatives. So, are you
familiar with the rest of our Cascades family?
Last weekend, a
small group of friends decided to climb the Wife. If you haven't
visited the Wife, it's probably because there is no trail that leads
you to her. She plays a little hard to get. To access the Wife, we
parked at the Devil's Lake trailhead and hiked the trails to Wickiup
Plains. Fall was evident in the brisk air, red groundcover and
snow-covered hills. The Plains are enjoyable because of the open vistas
of South Sister with the Rock Mesa Obsidian Flow in the foreground.
When we reached the PCT, we could spot the Wife to the northwest and we
started to cross-country. Soon thereafter, we lost sight of her because
the clouds closed in and cold rain began to fall. We passed a small
group of hardy deer hunters camped near the base of the Wife and prayed
for the deer when we spied their hoofmarks a few hundred yards later.
We headed clockwise around the base of the Wife and upward. It's a bit
of a scramble to get to the top (which would have been a piece of cake
without my arm in a sling and six inches of snow), but we arrived and
enjoyed a quick lunch of breakfast leftovers from McKay Cottage, brown
rice sushi and organic ginger snaps in the wet flurries. Slip-sliding
back down the snowy slope, our return was uneventful and it made for a
nice 10-mile roundtrip adventure -followed by the hot tub and hot chai,
of course.
Farewell, Kimbo
There's plenty to catch up on in the sports world.
Baseball playoffs are in full swing (no pun intended) with Boston
securing the final spot in the championship series on Monday night with
an extra innings win over Anaheim, most NFL teams are nearly a third of
a way through the season, the NHL officially starts domestic play on
Thursday night and the NBA preseason is just getting underway. But
that's not what Left Field is tuned into this week. No our attention
was fixed on the world of mixed martial arts (i.e. ultimate, i.e. cage)
fighting where former street fighter, porn industry body guard and
Internet sensation Kimbo Slice was cut down just 14 seconds into a
match with a stand-in fighter on network television.
Rats, Fleas and History: And why the plague is a total bummer
Golden mantle ground squirrel mooching at Crater Lake.A little while back, I went to the defense of our much-maligned
rodent-eating reptilian friend, the Western Rattlesnake. In that piece,
I asked people to be considerate of where they go and how they act
while in rattlesnake country. The same holds true when among rodents.
No
one in their right mind would invite a rattlesnake into their lap to
munch on a rodent, the same holds true for our friendly – sometimes way
too friendly – peanut-eating, Golden Mantle Ground Squirrel,
Spermophilius lateralis.
Rattlesnakes injure and kill people by
biting and injecting venom; ground squirrels kill people by sharing
their fleas that in turn bite people and inject one of the deadliest
diseases to infect humanity: the Black Death. And, so you get the
point, the fleas that carry the disease can be found on several species
of rodents living throughout Central Oregon.
FAT City: Fat Tires and the Skinny on Body Fat
Fat fun on the Metolius Windigo.The organizers of Bend's Big Fat Tour (BBFT) called me up recently to
invite me to ride in their 14th annual mountain biking event October
17-19th. Unfortunately, I had to take a rain check, but I'll be there
next year for sure simply because founder Paul Thomasberg waxes so
poetic about it:
Living in Elephant Country: When mammoths ruled the earth
Where’s Big Bird?They were BIG, very big, stood about 12 feet to the top of their wooly head, about as long as a school bus and weighed around six tons. As long as you didn't bother them, they probably wouldn't bother you, if you got one mad, however, you were in a heap of trouble – but I'll bet they tasted good.
I saw a tooth and part of a tusk of one years back when I took a bunch of budding paleontologists on an OMSI fossil-collecting trip up the Columbia River near Arlington. One of the young men, an up-and-coming geologist (now retired), found it in sand and gravel deposited by the Missoula Floods. That tooth was massive, big as a football! Yes, by Jove, you have it: the Wooly Mammoth.
These magnificent early elephants roamed all over this country as the snow and glaciers of the last Ice Age melted, building up sprawling lakes around Millican, Christmas Valley, Fort Rock and Great Basin. Dire wolves and saber-toothed tigers feed on mammoths and ground sloths while cranes and herons that stood twice as big as present day species scavenged leftovers and man was living in his cave training wolf puppies to help him kill mammoths and sloths.
Shoulder Season: Plenty of post summer and pre-winter fun to be had
It’s a dog’s worldNow that autumn has arrived, Oktoberfest has come and gone and the days are (alas!) getting noticeably shorter, "Shoulder Season" is just about here. For those who have been reading this column lately, you'll catch my double entendre. Life in a sling can crimp your outdoor style unless you're creative. Likewise, the in-between season can present a motivational challenge when the roads are too icy to ride but there's not enough snow yet to ski. No telling what this year has in store for us, but last year I hiked through 6 inches of snow on the Green Lakes Trail on October 6th and skied into Todd Lake on October 20th. The Farmer's Almanac is predicting a warmer and wetter October than normal for us, and lots of snow in mid-November. No matter, Shoulder Season is an ideal time to take a break from your normal sports and do something a little different.

