Lynn Amber - Travel & Photography
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Photo of the Day 4.4.20
We take nightly walks after dinner to watch the sunset across this high-desert grassland. The sky is ever changing and we are always rewarded with a unique display each night.
Photo of the Day 4.3.20
Back to a ranch land photograph today! This morning, we retraced our bike ride from several days ago -getting an earlier start since the winds were supposed to kick up during the afternoon hours. We had a very good reason for riding the same route. A couple of days ago, Jim reached into his pants pocket to extract his Swiss Army Knife so he could slice up a naval orange. (We’ve been eating an orange a day – believing this will pump us up with Vitamin C and ward of evil viruses!) It was not in his pocket where it normally resides. Now, a man and his Swiss Army Knife are seldom separated so you can imagine the trauma he was feeling.
We deduced that the last time he used the knife was when we took the bike ride down to Cienega Creek. We had stopped for lunch at one of the cattle watering ponds and he thinks he may have left it sitting on the back of my bike on the rack where he had cut up the orange. I just knew this was somehow going to be my fault!! He thinks I rode off and knocked the knife off into the grass. (I know for a fact that there was no knife on my bike rack when I mounted and started to ride because I had glanced at the rack and noticed all the orange juice that I would have to wipe off later – but if it made him feel better……) I suggested that it was a possibility. 🙂
So, today we went in search of a small red Swiss Army Knife amidst acres of grasslands. He decided that it also could have slipped out of his pocket at some point when he was dismounting the bike along our trip. On our way to the watering hole, we both scanned the dirt road looking for anything “red” that caught our eye. Eventually, we rode down the hill to the pond and Jim went over to the tree where my bike had been leaning. A picture says a thousand words!
Now that we had the knife, we could really enjoy the rest of the ride!! We came across some horseback riders down by the creek watering their horses. They were going through the conservation area taking down white ribbons that had been marking the route of a local trail ride that had occurred in mid-March. They were having difficulty getting one of the horses to cross the creek, and while that rider was working with his horse, we chatted with one of the other women. Turns out her husband is from the Chittenden,Vermont area and we got to talking about horses and maple-sugaring with her. Apparently, her husband’s brother still lives and sugars in Vermont. Small world!
Eventually, the other rider was able to coax his horse across the creek and they went on their way. And, so did we 🙂
The wind did start blowing on our ride back – so we got a bit more of a work-out as we headed into the wind most of the way. Another perfect day here in the Cienegas! 🙂
Photo of the Day 4.2.20
Another photo from earlier in the month of March when we were camped in the Mojave Preserve. I loved how the light was catching the thorns and pads on this Prickly Pear. It was just glowing! I understand that the preserve is also closed now including all campgrounds. So glad we passed through here earlier in the winter!
Photo of the Day 4.1.20
While we were camped in the Mojave Preserve, we had a great conversation with some fellow Vermonters who were traveling in a vintage Airstream. Upon their recommendation, when we left the Mojave Preserve, we decided to head to Valley of Fire State Park on the northeastern side of Las Vegas. Part of the fun of traveling on the fly is being able to make these last minute decisions! My next blog post will detail our stay in this incredibly unique area.
The best part of the decision to detour to Valley of Fire was discovering a hiking trail with the most amazing petroglyphs I have ever seen! The Mouse Tank Trail is a short trail leading back to a hide-out used by a local renegade Southern Paiute in the late 1890’s. On the way back to the terminus of the trail, the rock walls are teeming with petroglyphs.
Photo of the Day 3.31.20
I walk to this pond in the conservation area daily. It is a source of rejuvenation for me and reflection. It brightens my spirit during this difficult time. I love spending time watching the great egret who lives here – and find myself concerned that I have not seen him for a couple of days. I am amazed by the Tree Swallows who inhabit this watershed – their flight patterns are so acrobatic as they dive, climb and circle in the air in search of insects to nab for a meal. I delight at watching them as they periodically dip down to the water and literally pick insects off the surface!
Today, we took a late afternoon walk down to the pond. We had some RV business to take care of – dumping our tanks, filling up with fresh water, and topping off our propane supply. Those tasks encompassed most of the day and we returned to our camp site ready for some exercise. We were treated to a greater variety of birds at the pond today – maybe it was the time of day. We observed a Cedar Waxwing perched in a tree along the water’s edge, more Tree Swallows performing for us and several Vermillion Flycatchers hunting for food. I caught a glimpse of a small, mostly yellow bird darting between several trees – that I’m guessing may be a Wilson’s warbler. The habitat certainly fits and the time of year coincides with its presence here. I’ll look for him again tomorrow and hopefully get a better look.
The Tree Swallows, in particular, are catching our fancy. As we stand quietly, we are convinced that our presence brings them out in force to show off their agility for us! And, they do not disappoint!
Photo of the Day 3.30.20
On my morning walk with coffee mug and stroopie in hand, this dead Mesquite tree caught my eye with its gnarled, twisting dead branches. I’m a “bark” person – I love trees with interesting bark – dead or alive. The monochromatic effect this photo imparts is calming and meditative. The photo will always remind me of this unique place with its tangled landscape of Mesquite bosques.
While continuing down the road to the pond, I heard the distinctive screech of a what I think was a red-tailed hawk. I scanned the sky in the direction of the noise and discovered these two hawks in the huge Fremont cottonwoods along the edge of the wash. What do you think – red-tailed hawks?? That’s my guess. I cropped the photographs significantly to get a better look at them. I did not have my binodulars with me. While not the best wildlife photography, I had fun watching them fly around the cottonwoods! I noticed a substantial nest in the largest cottonwood the other day and now I’m wondering if it could belong to one of them. The one hawk kept up a constant screech as if disturbed by something. I’m not sure if he was irritated with me or something else – but I kept my distance and photographed from afar. I was actually surprised at the clarity of the pictures given the distance and lack of a tripod.
Photo of the Day 3.29.20
We took an extended bike ride yesterday along yet another unexplored dirt road in search of the Cienega Creek. We have noticed the sprawling line of green-topped cottonwoods from a distance. As we were riding along, it would seem as though the road was leading to the creek but then it would always veer away from it just when we thought we were getting close!
After a while, we decided to turn back since it was getting late in the afternoon. We stopped to quench our thirst and noticed a woman approaching from the opposite direction on a very eccentric, colorful electric bicycle with two flags flying above her. One of the flags was displaying the Burning Man 10 Commandments! The way the bike was decorated, it definitely resembled a bike someone would take to Burning Man! She chatted with us for quite awhile. We are all getting a tad lonely trying to distance ourselves from human contact! She explained that her husband has been a Burning Man participant for many years hence the flag and unusual bike. She mentioned they are also founding members of the Rubber Tramp Rendezvous group who have annual gatherings in and around Quartzsite, AZ each winter. I have heard of this group but never met anyone who participated in the community gatherings.
The best part about the encounter was her recommendation that we keep going another 2 miles, through two gates and, eventually, we would indeed reach the Cienega Creek!! She had just come from there and mentioned there was actually water running in the creek. It was serendipity that we happened upon her! Her enthusiasm about the beautiful landscape up ahead and the creek infused us with the extra energy we needed to continue!!
The absolute best part of the ride happened on our return trip. I was leading the way and saw movement up ahead. I stopped and watched two coyotes cross the road in front of me and head off into the grass. They stopped a distance away and looked back at us. We noticed the cattle in the area huddling up around their calves as they had caught sight of the coyotes as well. We stood by our bikes and enjoyed watching them several minutes before they scooted off across the land. It was a glorious end to a perfect day.
Photo of the Day 3.28.20
Late yesterday afternoon I needed to get out of the trailer and get some fresh air. A cold front moved in here and there were storm clouds all around us interspersed with blue skies. Very dramatic skyline! Jim was not feeling up for a walk so I bundled up in my winter gear and headed out on my own. I walked and walked along this dirt road heading out into the grassland and never did come to the end of the road. This photograph is very representative of the topography here!
I was reminded of Robert Frost’s iconic poem “The Road Not Taken” as I walked. Many interpretations of this poem exist. I’ve always interpreted the poem to be a narrative about the choices we make in life. More specifically, taking the unconventional approach – the road less traveled -can lead to a more fulfilling outcome. The poem has certainly been wildly analysed over the years. I read where Frost actually wrote this poem as a joke for his friend and fellow poet Edward Thomas. Thomas apparently often would complain on their many walks together that perhaps they should have taken a different path when disappointed by the outcome of the path they chose. Frost was supposedly mocking Thomas’ indecisive nature in the poem. He mentions to Thomas that he was disappointed that the poem was being “taken pretty seriously” when he really just meant it as a joke.
As I read over the poem again, I’m now torn. The title – The Road Not Taken – suggests really two separate thoughts. Which road is the title referring to? Should the reader have taken the more traveled road – the road he did not walk? Or is the title referring to the less traveled road? Is the poem really just a conversation about indecision and not meant as an encouragement towards nonconformity? It could be that it refers to either road being okay – just make the choice and don’t turn back or regret it! What do you think?
This line suggests both roads are equally the same –
This is what happens when you are on the road, hanging out in dispersed camping spots and waiting on word about your job!! I journey from just posting a Photo of the Day to an interpretation discussion on The Road Not Taken! Well – that’s what the photo brought to mind!
While I’m enjoying hiking, biking and being out in nature – I am ready to get back to the work I love!
Photo of the Day 3.27.20
Last night around sunset, I was deep into listening to a detective murder mystery audio book when I noticed what was happening outside the trailer. The sky was ablaze!! No time to get my tripod out so I just grabbed my camera and shot these hand-held – so not the clearest photos – but you get the idea. I think the one above was my favorite. I included several others as the scene unfolded and the sky changed.
Point Lobos State Natural Reserve
Between late February and early March, we were mooch-docking at my son Luke’s house in Menlo Park, CA. We took advantage of being near the California coast to do some exploring. During a conversation with a neighbor’s parents, the Point Lobos State Natural Reserve was mentioned. They live in Stockton but spend time with their grandson next door weekly and they suggested we make time for a visit to Point Lobos. They touted it as one of their favorite places. We always make it a point to get travel tips from locals! So, I added it to my to-do list and checked the forecast for that area daily. Finally, a perfect weather day presented itself.
On March 2, we left Menlo Park and made our way to Point Lobos SNR. It sits off Highway 1 just south of Carmel-by-the-Sea and the drive along Rt. 17 and California 1 was scenic and uneventful – taking us about 1 ½ hour driving time. The park charges an entrance fee of $10.00 with a dollar off that price for seniors. They also limit the number of visitors who can enter the park by vehicle so that there is minimal impact on the area. It was off-season during our visit so the park was not full and we had no problem finding a parking space in a lot near the coast. It was an absolutely gorgeous day along the coast – warm and sunny. I marveled at how blue the ocean appeared here.
A little history….
The area where Point Lobos sits has been used by various inhabitants since ancient times. The first to use the lands abundant resources were Native Americans who lived here seasonally when fresh water was available. With the European influx in the mid-1700’s, Point Lobos served many purposes. Settlers grazed livestock, operated a whaling station, built fisheries and canneries, quarried for granite and developed a shipping port.
A local inhabitant, A.M. Allan started purchasing large tracts of land here in the late 1800’s with the ultimate goal of preserving this unique coastline ecosystem. With encouragement and support from local conservation groups, the area was incorporated into the state park system in 1933. Eventually, an additional 775 acres of submerged acres were added that established the nation’s first underwater reserve.
Minimal intervention is done to the land – leaving it to absorb the natural processes of weather, time and environment – and keeping it as close as possible to its natural state. We chose to hike some of the headlands trails and the coastal trail while here. We walked the short Cypress Grove Loop which includes the Allan Memorial Grove – a Cypress grove honoring A.M. Allan and his wife for their foresight in preserving Point Lobos.
We then hiked along the coastal trail – South Shore Trail – with short diversions onto the Sea Lion Point Trail and the Sand Hill Trail. I have to say the rocky coastline reminded me of Acadia in Maine – the cliffs and coves and waves!
The abundance of aquatic wildlife was amazing!! We watched a sea otter playing among the kelp fields from the cliffs on the Sand Hill Trail.
With binoculars, we could observe the sea lion colony occupying the rocky outcroppings off shore. I should note that Point Lobos was named by the Spanish settlers – a shortened version of “Punta de los Lobos Marinos” – or Point of the Sea Wolves.
We were treated to a tranquil scene at Hidden Beach. This beach is inaccessible to the public and, viewing it from above on the South Shore Trail, we noticed a group of Harbor Seals sunbathing on the sand! Jim counted 23 seals in all! Apparently they are year-round residents here and, in April and May, pups are born on rock ledges and beaches.
Much of the time, we wandered on the shoreline rocks watching the waves and exploring the tide pools. At Weston Beach, the tide pools were rich with aquatic life. In several places, there were masses of purple sea urchins! Their color inundated the water and gave it a lavender glow. One pool had colonies of Rough Limpets. Periwinkles and other limpet species were also abundant. I was most enthralled with the purple sea urchins though!!
Towards the end of the day, we drove down to the southern most parking lot to access the Bird Island Trail. This trail leads to an overlook where you can observe colonies of Brandt’s Cormorants nesting on Bird Island. It was along this trail that Jim thought he spied an Orca whale off the coast. He saw a distinctive “blow” and then a black fin break the surface of the water. We weren’t sure what type of whale it was until we ran into a park staff employee and asked about it. She said it was quite possibly an Orca. How thrilling!! We kept vigilantly scanning the ocean for another glimpse but did not see him again.
Around every bend in the trail was another mesmerizing scene!
There were masses of wildflowers blooming along the trails and shoreline….
The Point Lobos website has some great informative information on its flora and fauna complete with pictures – worth checking out!
I fell in love with this beautiful, serene place – highly recommend a visit for anyone traveling along the California coast!
I hope you enjoyed this journey through Point Lobos! What was your favorite photo??
Lynn Amber - Travel & Photography 