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Carolina Wren, Wedding Party and a Blond Chipmunk

Hot Springs National Park Short Cut Trail Blonde Chipmunk

Hot Springs National Park Short Cut Trail Blonde Chipmunk

When I entered the park today I was greeted by a screeching Squirrel, actually it’s a cat like sound.  I don’t remember ever hearing Squirrels in Oregon or Pennsylvania making this noise. They are definitely a vocal group in Hot Springs National Park.  On the Tufa Terrace I am treated to the site of a male Cardinal pecking for food.  The past couple of weeks  the Cardinals had been chasing each other out of Trees.  It seemed odd to see one relatively still.

The Carriage Road was a delight with blossoms in bushes and Wildflowers along the path.  I was surprised to see a Mourning Dove exit a bush, I had never seen one in the lower park areas. On the Dead Chief Trail a Carolina Wren waited patiently for the sun to crest the trees and then broke out in sweet song to greet the day. The song was spectacular and it was worth waiting to hear it.

On the Short Cut Trail I looked over at some leaves and noticed a little face peering out.  A  lovely little blond Chipmunk was staring at me.  After a couple of photos I moved on quickly as I had heard a crow earlier and  I did not want it to see the Chipmunk because I was standing there.  A bit further up the Trail Nature had hung out another Valentine for me to see.

Today the Pagoda had a lovely surprise, a wedding party.  Brittany and Jason were having pre wedding photos taken, later today they would be Mr. & Mrs. Anersen.  Best wishes for your new life together as husband and wife..  Thank You Jason for your service to our country.

The Hot Springs Mountain Trail was so quiet, no birds, no small mammals and no fellow hikers.  My hike along the Trail had a meditative quality and before I knew it I was  at the Hot Springs Mountain Road.  I decided to hike up the Road to the North Mountain Overlook.  As I was passing a parking area an SUV pulled up a man got out followed by a large dog, the dog darted out into the road and was nearly hit by a car.  Then he bolted down the trail as the owner casually strolled across the street.

From the overlook I dropped down to the Upper Dogwood Trail, now that the weather was warm the trail was becoming more active. Small birds were darting about squirrels were chattering, the normally quiet Trail was so full of life.  It is so exciting watching the park change each day.

From the Upper Dogwood I connected to the Hot Springs Mountain Trail, hiked back up the Mountain and traveled down the Peak Trail to the bottom.  On the way down I passed two groups with children and it made me happy to see families out enjoying the park. The next generation of fellow Nature lovers.

Thank you again for sharing my adventures.
Love,
Lee

February 28, 2010 | Categories: Uncategorized | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments »

Sweet Chipmunks, Lovely Birds and a note to the NPS

Hot Springs Mountain Trail Chipmunk No. 2

Hot Springs Mountain Trail Chipmunk No. 2

Weekends always show a decline in wildlife populations along the trails.  The two main culprits are increased numbers of dogs on the trails and a higher volume of vehicles on the road racing to the top of the mountain.  This combination often renders the forest near silent.  I will being trying to enter the park much earlier on weekends to avoid both types of traffic.

The lower park was quiet so I headed directly to the Carriage Road and was treated to a Robin serenading the first light from the sun. I Love starting my day with a song.  As I access the Dead Chief Trail I am told off by a Blue Jay trying to teach two younger birds.  The meaning of the stare and squawk are understood and I continued my hike up the trail.  At the top I encountered a beautiful little Black-Capped Chickadee flitting through the Trees.  They always make me feel happy with their sweet song and lovely little black and white  faces.

On the short cut trail a jogger whizzes past me head phones on, he is missing the best tunes and scenery on the planet.  When I reached the Pagoda a car is sitting doors wide open stereo blaring, a van arrives opened it’s doors providing competing audio blasts.  By the time another arrived with it’s own sound preferences I knew it was time for me to move on.  I dropped down to the Hot Springs Mountain Trail and photographed a lovely little wildflower and am on my way.

The trail is peaceful and I enjoy the sound of the Juncos as they moved from Tree to Tree.  At a small flow of water over the rocks I watched as a Dark-Eyed Junco took a sip from the trickling water.  Farther along I see a sweet Chipmunk darting through the leaves to reach the cover of a log.  So fast I often wonder how I even see them. Near the end of the eastern part of the trail loop I catch  movement out of the corner of my eye and it’s another Chipmunk.  This time they are on a log near the path and they have full cheek pouches.  I am very happy to see they are finding plenty of food today.

I hike down the Gulpha Gorge Trail to the Goat Rock Trail and part way along a sweet Labradoodle runs up to me, licks my hand and heads back to his owner.  The owner immediately attaches a leash not knowing I have already seen his dog off leash.  He says the best part of his week is letting his dog run through the park.  All I can think of is the fragile little Chipmunks that might not survive being chased by his Dog.  As sweet as he is, he is a danger to the small creatures who live in the park.

As I near the inclines I spot some lovely wildflowers blooming, a sure sign Spring is on the way.  Each little purple flower is like a cheerful face looking up towards the sun.  There can be only joy at the sight of Spring’s first flowers. I love the upper part of the Goat Rock Trail, it has not had gravel laid down for many years and my footfall is silent upon the earth and moss.  I smile as the forest spirits spin and lift individual leaves on swirling breezes as I move softly through the Trees.

Back on the crunchy gravel Hot Springs Mountain Trail then on to the Honeysuckle Trail where I hear a familiar and favorite voice in the forest.  The voice belongs to a tiny Black-Throated Green Warbler flying in and out of a Short Leaf Pine Tree.  So fast I am barely able to keep an eye on her. From the Honeysuckle I connect with the Peak Trail and I am blessed to see a gorgeous Female Red-Bellied Woodpecker.  Her movements on and over the branches is a ballet in the sky and reminds me of circ du solei.

As I walk down the second to last incline I glance to my right and in the bushes I see another little Chipmunk. It is frozen watching a bird tossing leaves under the bush next to them.  It appears I am the least of their worries and I am glad they are well hidden form the crows above.

Another beautiful day living in paradise, and it ends with a spectacular Moonrise from behind Hot Springs Mountain. I had never seen a Moon Display so amazing.

Love to You ALL!
Lee

PS: Note to NPS of Hot Springs, Arkansas

February 27, 2010 | Categories: Uncategorized | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 1 Comment »

Sparrow, Wren, Vulture, Ovenbird and more on the Hot Springs Trails

Hot Springs National Park, AR Entrance Carolina Wren

Hot Springs National Park, AR Entrance Carolina Wren

It was a sunny, cloudy and everything in-between kind of day, perfect for hiking. Stopped by the Turkey Vulture  Nesting area and received a friendly fly over.  Once the foliage reappears they will have much more privacy and unless a person knows the exact location they will likely go unnoticed.

The Tufa Terrace was a squirrel commuter zone, they all seemed to be on the same mission, food. Hiding in Trees, running up Rocks and leaping through the air it was a wonderful sight.  When I reached the Carriage Road the Robins were in full voice as a Cedar Waxwing made an appearance.  Every time I see this mixed flock of Robins and  Cedar Waxwings I wonder how the two groups became a single team.

As I hike up the Dead Chief Trail, it was lovely being surrounded by the ever growing greenery.  The leaves flickered in the wind allowing the sunshine to glimmer on the path ahead. There was a familiar bird call and I turned to see a sweet little Tufted Titmouse in the branch above me.  It is a sight that always makes me feel joyous.  Further up the trail and I can see the how different the bend of the Dead Chief looks in comparison to the Short Cut Trail.  The Dead Chief Trail is a preview of coming events for the rest of the park, it resides on the warm south side of the mountain

Up the Short Cut Trail to the Top of Hot Springs Mountain where I am greeted by a sweet White-Throated Sparrow.  It’s markings confused me at first as it has gray where I usually see white on the top of the head.  There is however no mistaking the definite white on the throat.

At the Pagoda a gang of three Blue Jays sat in the tallest tree and squawked a warning to every bird that landed.  The only one they could not scare off was my friend a Northern Mockingbird.  Even when one Blue Jay landed in the same bush they did not budge.  When the Blue Jays get together they can be slightly annoying.

Along the Hot Springs Mountain Trail I got a lovely shot of an Ovenbird. They have beautiful markings on the chest and a defining white ring around the eyes.  Continuing on the trail I see the sad sight of the ever present Rent-A-Center helium balloons blowing in the the breeze.  Who knows how long they will polluting the park.  As I photographed the balloons I heard a familiar bird call followed by a tapping sound. I looked up to see a wonderful Red-Bellied Woodpecker looking for a meal in the highest branches of a near-by Tree.

A bit further up the trail I can see lovely Dark-Eyed Juncos flying in and out of the now bare vines.  Their rapid maneuvers at high speed are always a delight to watch. On the West side of the mountain and I look up in time to catch another fly over by a Turkey Vulture.  They are so graceful soaring above the Trees riding a beautiful breeze.

The Honeysuckle Trail is quiet as I pick my way through the loose rock sections of the path.  Trying to find solid footing is often useless and it’s better to go with the flow and skate down the slopes.  Passing the Fountain street exit I head back up the mountain and pass my favorite rock in the Trails, it reminds me of a Sea Serpent rising out of the ocean.

I take the Honeysuckle to the Peak Trail, cut over to the Tufa and back out the Park entrance.  As I head down the ramp that lead out of the Park a beautiful Carolina Wren begins to sing about the suddenly changing weather in the Park.  It’s persistence to relay the message is exuberant and continuous for several minutes.  It is a wonderful moment to finish my visit to the park.

Open your heart to Nature and she will show you many wondrous secrets.
Love to You ALL!
Lee

February 26, 2010 | Categories: Uncategorized | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave A Comment »

New Feathered Friends Turkey Vultures on the Hot Springs Trails

Hot Springs National Park, AR Turkey Vulture #1 In Flight

Hot Springs National Park, AR Turkey Vulture #1 In Flight

Hot Springs National Park, AR Turkey Vulture #2 Perched

Hot Springs National Park, AR Turkey Vulture #2 Perched

Remember you can  click on any photo in this blog to see a larger view

I am starting today’s post not from the beginning as I would do normally.  Instead I am Introducing you to two new friends I met while hiking today, a pair of Turkey Vultures. It is the second time I have seen them in the same area perching and on the ground.  They nest on the ground and I might have stumbled upon their nesting site. They are settling into a new location in the park and I would prefer to let them do so without a crowd coming to look at them. Turkey Vultures DO NOT eat live prey, they are Nature’s sanitation department.  They clean up the park by eating deceased herbivores, this keeps diseases from being spread. Their presence is going to help provide a healthy eco-system for Hot Springs National Park.  I have added many images below so you can all see and admire these amazing birds.

Cold with sunny skies greeted me as I entered the park this morning.  At the Head of the Peak Trail a Lovely female Cardinal landed in a tree to my side, she was catching the first rays of the morning sun. On the Carriage Road a Robin sang perched in a Tree with tiny new pink blossoms forming. It was a perfect start to my hike in the park.

On the Dead Chief Trail the bird song was lively.  I was happy to see an old friend a Tufted Titmouse and meet a new one a Black-Capped Chickadee.  As I neared the Short Cut Trail I heard a familiar call, a tap tap tap and looked up to see a Red-Bellied Woodpecker.  A few yards up the trail the forest went silent, then I heard a Kaw Kaw Kaw.  I looked up and spotted several crows crisscrossing the skies above.

When I reached the top of Hot Springs Mountain the only bird I could spot was a Carolina Chickadee.  I hoped they would take cover soon.  I arrived earlier than normal at the Pagoda, the land had a dark cast in contrast to the bright sky above.   I headed down to the Hot Springs Mountain Trail and a lovely friend flew up to greet me, a Northern Mockingbird.  A quick hello then a dive deep into the bushes. The trail was busy a young couple ran past giggling and a another couple walking their dog passed by deep in conversation.

Further along I saw a sweet group of Dark-Eyed Juncos al perched in tree as I passed. I rarely see a Junco sitting still so this was a wonderful treat.  All during my hike I began to notice a bit more green appearing in the forest.  I Love to see even the smallest changes.  The Honeysuckle Trail was as always a wonderful hike, up hill down hill and everything in-between. It was however very quiet, I missed the chirping of birds and chattering of squirrels.

When I reached the Peak Trail I could hear loud bird song.  The tiniest body a Black-Throated Warbler was filling the lower park, this little bird has a powerful voice.  Another little bird arrived, a Black-Capped Chickadee and flitted from branch to branch. These two tiny creatures were a beautiful sight. As I reached the bottom of the trail a Male Cardinal shot out of the bushes like a bright red missile. His precision flying through the bushes was thrilling to watch. It was a perfect end to my morning on the trails.

Nature nourishes our soul.
Love,
Lee

February 25, 2010 | Categories: Uncategorized | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 4 Comments »

Birds, Wildflowers and Nature’s Van Gogh Heart

Hot Springs Mountain Trail Natures Van Gogh Heart

Hot Springs Mountain Trail Natures Van Gogh Heart

The sun shone brightly with only a sheer coating of clouds and the Robins where singing their greeting to the new day.  The Dead Chief Trail was resplendent, green leaves had begun to appear along the path. A cool green tunnel to begin my hike, it was magical. Again I spotted a pair of Blue Jays preparing a nest in a tall tree near the top of the second incline. Preparations for new life in the park were abundant.

Color filled the Short Cut Trail in tiny details often missed when we hike.  Beautiful layers of Rock, Moss and Lichen, a tiny gray striped fly and fallen leaves in jewel like colors. Treasures all waiting to be noticed.

When I reach the top I could see two large Nests under construction, I wondered who would be laying eggs there soon.  At the Pagoda a familiar face was waiting for me, a sweet Northern Mockingbird.  A brief hello and then off into the bushes for cover.  The 6 Crows, 1 Hawk and a Turkey Vulture were all on the prowl.  After I took my view shot a small Yellow-Rumped Warbler appeared, I was relieved when she flew away.  The grass below the Pagoda was beginning to change color as little purple flowers began to sprout along the edges by the Trail.

Here too along the Hot Springs Mountain Trail it was little details in the vastness of the forest. Sweet leafy  Nests, Lichen painted Rocks and a Gnarled Root with a Heart that made me think of Van Gogh.  Half way along the trail I met up with Jay (half of  the Lovebirds) he too was enjoying the sunshine before the next round of storms arrived.  The weather channel was predicting rain or snow for both Friday and Monday.  I of course was leaning toward snow.

Hot Springs National Park, AR Peak Trail Tufted Titmouse

Hot Springs National Park, AR Peak Trail Tufted Titmouse

I continued to hike the entire Hot Springs Mountain Trail Loop then over to the Peak Trail.  A lovely little surprise awaited me there, a beautiful Tufted Titmouse.  Barely visible in the tangled wood I felt blessed to have seen him/her hopping and feeding.  Near the bottom of the trail a lovely White-Throated Sparrow was nestled into the shimmering green leaves. I felt joyous as I left the park as I  thought of the preparation for new life.

Nature was renewing, regrowing and rejuvenating the forest.
Love to You All,
Lee

February 24, 2010 | Categories: Uncategorized | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave A Comment »

Fungus, Spores, Lichen, Woodpeckers, Warblers, Jays and More

Hot Springs National Park Gulpha Gorge Trail Blue Jay

Hot Springs National Park Gulpha Gorge Trail Blue Jay

“Everything is significant, if we move in delicate wonder the Universe reveals itself to us.” ~ Lee Hiller

Nature revealed herself at every turn today, on wings,  little paws, the strength of trees and beauty of rocks. Each Step, each breath, all appeared as I hiked.  On the Carriage Road a lovely squirrel peered out at me from a leafy tree branch. After a few minutes climbed down the tree and bounded across the path in front of me.

On the Dead Chief Trail a Blue Jay landed in the high branches of a tree with a twig in it’s mouth.  Another arrived and it appeared they were preparing to build a nest.  A little further ahead my frequent companion the Red-Bellied Woodpecker greeted me with his familiar call. It felt like the forest was celebrating and I was being included in the festivities.

As I made my way up the Short Cut Trail to the top of Hot Springs Mountain I could not helping smiling.  The forest had changed from the day before, life was busting from every corner of the park.  Up top in the picnic area White-Throated Sparrows welcomed my arrival.  In the tree above them I spotted a Male Downy Woodpecker and was surprised when a Red-Bellied Woodpecker arrived too.  It appeared I was being followed by a red head.

At the Pagoda I saw my favorite resident of the area a Northern Mockingbird.  It appeared to be pacing about int gravel the in front of the Pagoda stairs.  The view was lovely from the pagoda, scattered clouds framed the sun perfectly I picked my way down the slope to the Hot Springs Mountain Trail and the Northern Mockingbird landed on the same bush above my shoulder for the third day in a row.  He/She waited for me to take a photo and then headed into the bushes.

Hiking softly along the trail I saw a flicker of wings and turned to see a tiny Hutton’s Vireo in the vines to my right. One blink and I would have missed this little sweetie.  As I continued the call of a familiar friend echoed before me and I saw  a red head in a tall tree. It made me giggle, I had the best shadow in the forest.

Not far up the trail a movement on the left caught my eye, a sweet Chipmunk was on the move.  Ii was the first time I had witnessed a high dive off a rock into the leaves.  They popped up looked at me and began cleaning their little battle scared face. A few minutes of cleaning then another dive under the leaves.

As I reached the trail head I decided to travel down the Gulpha Gorge trail to the Goat Rock Trail. One first incline I could hear Blue Jays chattering all around me, I want so much to know what they were talking about.  On the third incline a beautiful Blue Jay kept flying from tree to tree escorting me to the Goat Rock Trail.  Along the way we were join by a red head.  Could it be the same one or was the park filled with them today?

The Rocks along the Goat Rock Trail were spectacular, each a work of art.  Lichen and mold painted each one, accenting the already natural beauty.   Again the red head appeared watching my every step, calling loudly to ensure I would look up to see them.  As I climbed higher I was treated to the site of several  tiny wildflowers hidden in the storm debris.  A tiny flash of black and white landed above me, it was a female Downy Woodpecker.  I hoped she would eventually meet up with the male I had seen earlier in the day.  Half way up the trail and again my shadow cried out see me, I am still with you.

Reaching the last part of the Goat Rock Trail I was delighted to hear/see a Black-Throated Green Warbler.  It was all alone on the path and not joined by the usually visible Carolina Chickadee that lived on this section of the Trail.  To say I was surprised would be an understatement, when I turned toward the path I could see a certain red head in the tree above me.  It was a blessing to have his companionship.

I connected with the Upper Dogwood trail and yes I still had my shadow. The sleeping forest was waiting for the spring blossoms to appear but winter had decorated in her own fashion.  Lichen on the bark of many tree gave the forest a ghostly glow and was accented by fungus in Large fan and tiny oyster shell shapes in a variety of colors.

The east section of the Hot springs Mountain Trail was very quite and only an occasional pip could be heard.  As I glanced skyward I could see why, three large crows were circling above.  The only movement near me was a Golden-Crowned Kinglet heading to a new tree.

On the Honeysuckle Trail the bird song returned as I headed toward the Fountain Trail to leave the park.  A loud call rang out and I looked up to see a red head.  This time I knew it could not be the same one, I was blessed to see my first female Red-Bellied Woodpecker.  It was the perfect end to a wonder-filled day in the park.

Thank You for joining me on my hike, remember to go out side and play.
Love,
Lee

February 23, 2010 | Categories: Uncategorized | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave A Comment »

Twilight Forest: Lichen, Moss, Rocks, Wood and Fungus

Hot Springs Mt. Trail Lichen Fungus Cream Rust Fan Log

Hot Springs Mt. Trail Lichen Fungus Cream Rust Fan Log

The partly cloudy day became totally overcast, it was as if it was Twilight during my hike.   The lightening storms yesterday had been very violent so many of the smaller birds and mammals were in hiding. The Promenade to the Carriage Road was very quiet, with only the occasional pip. I could not imagine how frightening the lightening must have been to those who live in the park.  I looked up to see a tiny bird flitting around in the evergreen above me, it was a Yellow-Rumped Warbler, a joy to see it’s tiny beak.

As I headed up the Dead Chief Trail I realized that there was a bit more green on the trail. The dark skies has made the green standout, showing me what I had missed in the bright sun.  As I move up the trail my shadow, a Red Bellied Woodpecker taunted me from the top of a pine tree.  Moving up the trail a lovely Carolina Chickadee lands briefly and a sweet White Throated Sparrow pokes it’s head up from the leaves.

As I switch over to the Short Cut Trail I can see the silhouette of my traveling companion a Red Bellied Woodpecker high in a Tree to my right.  Further up the trail a White Throated Sparrow is hiding in vines that resemble a cage.  Everywhere I look lichen is painting the landscape with textures of green, white, gray and yellow. The Trees and Rocks all appear to be a viable canvas for it’s art.

Up top the small birds are still few in numbers and the sky is taking on a darker cast.  The view from the Pagoda reveals a stormy sky over the valley below. As I drop down to the Hot Springs Mountain Trail I notice tiny white Wildflowers are about to burst open.  The next few sunny days will be a spectacular show of the little blossoms.

The Hot Springs Mountain Trail is a series of treasures being unwrapped before me.  A sweet little Orange-Crowned Warbler flew in and out within seconds.  The woods around me seemed to be changing with each step I take, an unveiling of new growth.  In forest below me a gray Squirrel sat quietly nibbling on a snack, and in a tree rising above him I see only it;s silhouette, then slowly the shape of a squirrel revealed itself to my eyes.

As I hike sadly in the highest trees I see a bunch of balloons tangled in the limbs.  The logo of RAC (Rent-A-Center) stamped on each one, these had travel to pollute the park all the way from Airport Way.  My heart sinks at the thought of the harm the dangling strings and rubber will likely cause to the gentle creatures of Hots Springs Mountain.  I wondered if RAC knew the damage their run-away balloons were bringing to the park.

The trail continued to be a colorful feast for the eyes. Lichen and Fungus decorated the forest in an exquisite array of hues, they were beautifully accented by delicate ferns and mosses.  When I reached the Honeysuckle Trail I was delighted to see magnificent rocks in all shapes and sizes adding to the colorful spectacle in the forest. I stopped every few feet to photograph a new one.

As I reach home I was cold but happy to have been a guest in Nature’s home for the entire morning.

In twilight the colors of the earth touched my heart.
Live with Love everyday… and learn to play.
Love,
Lee

February 22, 2010 | Categories: Uncategorized | Tags: , , , , , , , , , | 3 Comments »

Littering, Vandalism and Garbage Dumping on the Hot Springs Trails

Hot Springs National Parl HSMT Helium Balloon 02/17/2010

Hot Springs National Park HSMT Helium Balloon 02/17/2010

Hot Springs National Park Pink Helium Balloon 02/16/2010

Hot Springs National Park Pink Helium Balloon 02/16/2010

Hiking through the park each day I have forced my eyes to look for the anomalies in the landscape so I can see Nature’s hidden treasures.  It has also meant I have seen the destructive side human behavior as well.  I started with the picture of the bright red and pink helium balloons because normally we would see them as representing a happy event.  They were brought into the park most likely in a car and when the doors were opened some escaped.  Getting stuck in Trees  and traveling deep in to the forest.  When they pop a small creature might try to eat it or get tangled in the string and at the very least the non-degradable waste will be trapped forever in the park.

Hot Springs National Park Vandaism Cross 01/25/2010

Hot Springs National Park Vandaism Cross 01/25/2010

Vandalism prevails throughout the park as well, even in the more remote areas that require hiking and climbing effort.  One of the saddest things I found was a cross carved into a Tree, so fresh it was still bleeding when I noticed it.  It hurt twice as I felt the pain of the Tree, a living creature and the shame that someone would do such a thing using a symbol of Christ.  I could not help but cry for the my friend who greeted me the first time I climbed up to see the view.  My first trip to this location had been on Feb 21st and when I returned in Feb 25th I found the evidence of the  assault on the tree.  It breaks my heart every time I visit the site to find peace.

I have found tagging on Trees, burnt initials and carving.  Gorgeous gray stones that were placed in 1914 covered in mindless graffiti that will likely mean nothing to those who left it in years to come.  It troubles me to think this is what others are inspired to do in such a beautiful and peace filled place.

Hot Springs National Park HSMT McDonalds Cup 02/20/2010

Hot Springs National Park HSMT McDonalds Cup 02/20/2010

Litter reappears ever day, it does not matter the number of times I myself  have picked it up and disposed of it properly.  Styrofoam, plastic, cellophane, tin cans, cigarette  packs and condoms litter every corner of the park.  Somedays the materials are so disgusting you need rubber gloves and a double bag.  Many times the litter is out of safe reach and I have to leave it behind.

Using NPS Receptacle for Personal Dumping 02/18/2010

Using NPS Receptacle for Personal Dumping 02/18/2010

One problem that is at least in part responsible for the litter is the always full National Park Service secure receptacles.  I used to think it was the fault of the NPS for not emptying them often enough.  I suspect this is not the case now as I have witnessed local residents driving up and dumping their personal waste in the NPS receptacles. I finally decided to photograph one of the perpetrators  in action.  Don’t blame the NSP for the garbage receptacles being full, blame guys like this.  He dumped two bags and a series of boxes that once contained 24 cans of beer/pop each.   He never flinched even when he knew I was taking photos.

Please respect our National Parks they are not garbage dumps, toilets, hookup venues or white boards.  Parents in many cases it starts with you.  Please teach your children to respect Nature and the beauty it brings to our lives.

Next time you hike in a park, walk on a beach, visit a playground bring gloves and a bag.  If we all take the time to remove the litter it will be a gift, a clean Nature space.

Love to You ALL
Lee

February 21, 2010 | Categories: Uncategorized | Tags: , , , , , , , | 2 Comments »

Birds, Squirrels and Valentines on the Hot Springs Trails

Hot Springs National Park Dead Chief Trail Squirrel

Hot Springs National Park Dead Chief Trail Squirrel

It’s the morning before a storm day that will include lightening, most creatures are on the ground foraging for food. The rustling of leaves makes the park sound like a giant bowl of Rice Krispies just after the milk has been poured. A Blue Jay high in a tree with a big berry in his beak is the only bird I have spotted since entering the park.

The first half of the Dead Chief Trail incline yielded only a rustling sound and the occasional squawk over foraging space.  On the seconded incline a squirrel was sounding off with a series of screeches, then turned and ran down a tree. By the time I reached the Short Cut Trail the rustling was very loud and I would see squirrels dashing across the trail.  Their speed and agility was so amazing they were like gray blurs. Getting a photo was futile so I decided to just enjoy the show and try not to get run over.

When I reached the top I spotted a lovely little White-Throated Sparrow tossing leaves looking for a snack.  As I moved father ahead I could hear two distinctive bird calls, the Red Bellied Woodpecker and a Blue Jay.  Both were being loud and elusive , I laughed at the game of hide and seek they were playing.  My friendly shadows on the trail. As I headed to the Pagoda I noticed Nature had left me a Valentine.

At the Pagoda the skies were cloudy and the land had a blue tint, the birds were still hidden and the leaves still were being tossed.  I went down to the Hot Springs Mountain Trail and a Northern Mockingbird landed on a bush limb above me.  As I stood still to take it’s picture I could hear people up at the Pagoda talking about us and taking photos.  I had to hold back a laugh, suddenly I was a mammal in the Park to be photographed.

I hiked down the Hot Springs Mountain Trail on the east side of the mountain and followed it around to the west side.  From there I took the Honeysuckle Trail  to the Floral Trail.  I left the mountain still within the park in search of two new residents.  A male and female beaver had recently built a dam and I wanted to see the exact location so I could come back at sunset or dawn.  These times are according to my Internet research, the best time to see them.  Special thanks to the NPS for letting me know of their existence.

From the Beaver dam I headed back up the mountain to the Honeysuckle Trail over to the Peak Trail and down to the park entrance.  As always I am honored that you would join me on my journey with in the park.

Love and Play Everyday!
Love to All,
Lee

P.S. Never discount the beauty of any photo you have taken. All photos are wonderful, they show a moment in time that will never exist again.

February 20, 2010 | Categories: Uncategorized | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 1 Comment »

A Sad Day for our National Parks

Before my hike I read an article in the Washington Post “Federal government to lift restrictions on guns in national parks”. Both Rick and I have started a petition to ask the Obama administration to reverse their decision to lift the ban on loaded weapons in our National Parks. This is not a gun debate, as we respect of people to responsibly posses firearm as many of our friends and neighbors do.  This is first  and foremost a safety in the workplace issue.

National Park Service Ranger James Alexander Cary

National Park Service Ranger James Alexander Cary

A petition has created in memory of the first National Park Ranger killed. James Alexander Cary – 31, shot by bootleggers Hot Springs National Park. March 12, 1927. The Park Service told me “It will depend on individual state gun laws, visitors will be able to carry concealed and loaded guns into parks.”  Hot Springs National Park has posted a notice regarding guns on their site.

The National Park Service Mission is to “…to promote and regulate the use of the…national parks…which purpose is to conserve the scenery and the natural and historic objects and the wild life therein and to provide for the enjoyment of the same in such manner and by such means as will leave them unimpaired for the enjoyment of future generations.” National Park Service Organic Act, 16 U.S.C.1.

I hike and blog from Hot Springs National Park nearly every day and am saddened the sanctuary for nature will be broken by the lifting of the ban on guns in our National Parks. My fiance’ Rick and I hope that the Obama administration will reinstate the Ban on Guns in National Parks.

Lee Hiller and Rick London

Please Sign the Petition

Hot Springs National Park Angel Wing Butterfly

Hot Springs National Park Angel Wing Butterfly

It was with a heavy heart I headed into the park today. Only three days were left before the ban on loaded guns in National Parks would expire. It was especially not easy to imagine that it was President Obama who signed the bill that lifted the ban.  It’s hard to feel sad when the first thing you see is a lovely squirrel searching for breakfast.  Nature’s park greeter lifted my soul as I ventured further into the park.

Turkey Vultures from West Mountain were cruising  in the breezy blue sky, moving ever closer to Hot Springs Mountain.  This sent a ripple of  chaotic bird calls all trying to sound the warning.  The only one moving about was a squirrel up on the Dead Chief Trail heading home with breakfast.  He/She was leaping from branch to branch and tree to tree.

On the Short Cut Trail ‘Kaw, Kaw Kaw” rang out and I saw three large Crows in a far off tree.  Three small birds flew into to the tree next to me, a Black Throated Green Warbler, Carolina Chickadee and a Tufted Titmouse.  A sweet mini flock taking cover at the sound of the Crows now cruising in the sky above me.

Up top the park was quiet as I took the trail to the Pagoda, no bird song and no squirrel chatter.  Usually at least the squirrels come out to tell me off for not asking their permission to hike in their territory.  Just moment safter taking my first photo in the Pagoda I looked up to see a large bird heading my way.  The Turkey vulture came right up to the Pagoda and pulled up and over the top. I now understood why the the birds and squirrels were so quiet.

From the Pagoda I took the Hot Springs Mountain Trail to the Gulpha Gorge Trail where I met Kevin Carr and Tony Caver of the National Park Service.  They were working to clear the trails of fallen trees from the last round of storms.  This was wonderful news as I had been climbing over, ducking under and going around the many fallen trees.  Kevin and Tony care about the park and we can all appreciate their efforts to keep it a safe place to hike.

From the Gulpha Gorge Trail I connected with the Goat Rock Trail in search of wildflowers.  As I walked slowly scanning the edge of the trail a flash of orange caught my eye.  A glorious Angel Wing Butterfly appeared and kindly landed so I could take a photo.  The wildflower I found was a graceful winged beauty.

From the Goat Rock Trail I took the Upper Dogwood to head over to the Hot Springs Mountain Trail.  I heard atapping sound and looked up to see a tiny little bird that at first thought to be a Tufted Titmouse. As it darted about the tree I frantically snapped photos try to get at least one.  As it darted off to far away tree I saw the sun glint off it’s black and white feathers.  The tiny bird was a Downy Woodpecker, I never knew they were so small.

When I reached the Hot Springs Mountain Trail I could hear new bird songs.  As I found the tree they were all flitting about I took many photographs trying to keep up with their speedy flight.  My lens captured one female Cardinal and three mystery birds I hope one day someone will help me identify (hint hint).

I took the Peak Trail down the mountain  and was thankful for another joyous day in the park.

Dance a little each day and play with your friends.
Much Love,
Lee

the tree

February 19, 2010 | Categories: Uncategorized | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 4 Comments »

The Lovely Creatures of the Forest on the Hot Springs Trails

Hot Springs National Park Pagoda Cedar Waxwing

Hot Springs National Park Pagoda Cedar Waxwing

Spring has come to the park, at least for a few days. It was nice not to be bundled up in three layers of clothing, liberating movement. As I entered the park I could feel the change, and energy of life.   From the Tufa Terrace I heard the alert and  looked up to see a large bird fly across from West Mountain and circle over the city below.  As I reached the bottom of the Peak Trail I spotted a sweet squirrel having a breakfast.  A Robin swooped into the tree to take cover and knocked the poor squirrel off the branch to another below.

On the Carriage Road another squirrel was darting up a tree to have snack while a Northern Mockingbird looked on.  The activity in the park was boisterous and every creature was enjoying the warmth of the sunny morning.  The bird song and squirrel chatter was lively.

I made my way up the Dead Chief  and Short Cut Trails to the top of the Mountain.  It was peaceful without the chainsaws of the day before.  I could hear bird song and feel the life around me as I hiked up the trails.  When I reached the top the picnic area was silent and there appeared to be very view birds.  However, as I moved toward the Pagoda I saw a large flock of Robins, they ignored me as I walk through them to the steps.

I had finished my view shot and from the corner of my eye saw a bright fluttering in the large tree next to me.  I could see these were not Robins and when I put my camera up the zoom revealed a flock of Cedar Waxwings.  Looking below I could see the two flocks were mixed together.  This was the second time I had witnessed Robins and Cedar Waxwings flocking together.  It was a spectacle of acrobatics and feeding, I hardly knew where to look next. I photographed a rare Cedar Waxwing that had Red tail tips instead of yellow.

While I was photographing the birds Bud and Donna from Bonne Terre, Missouri arrived.   They asked about things to see and  were keen to visit Bathhouse Row.  I suggested while they were on the mountain they should go up in the tower for an amazing view of the park and city below.  On the drive out they could take the North Mountain Overlook Loop in hopes of watching eagles soar.  They headed to the tower and I to the Hot Springs Mountain Trail.

The eastern part of the trail loop was quiet and I could only hear bird calls in the distance.  There was light rustling in the leaves, but I could not tell if it was small creatures or the occasional burst of wind shooting along the trail.  It is always a lovely hike and the lingering snow on the bend near the trail head was a gentle reminder winter was not quite over.

The North side of the Trail loop was a musical delight,  pips. beeps and chirps all blended into a sweet serenade.  As I was passing a stream I could see tiny birds darting back and forth across the path ahead.  Near a log crossing the water a squirrel was busy digging up a tasty lunch.  As as Slate-Colored Junco landed in the bramble  to my side it was followed by a Blue-Headed Vireo.  In the leaves ahead a perfectly camouflaged White-Throated Sparrow was foraging for food.

At the fork of the trail I decide to take the Honeysuckle Trail back to the West Side of Hot Springs Mountain.  I was rewarded with the a sighting of a sweet little brown creeper hopping up and around a tree in search of insects.   Further down the path another large flock of Robins were flipping leaves in search of a meal.  From the Honeysuckle Trail I connected with the Peak Trail, then the Tufa Terrace to the entrance.

As I was preparing to put my camera away I heard a noise and looked at the tree next to me.  A squirrel was looking down at me, he/she then moved down to eye level to show me the glorious prize they had in their mouth.  After show and not much tell they turned and headed back up the tree to eat.

Back on the main lawn I Saw Bud and Donna at the pool of hot spring water that is filled by the cascade above.  They were trying to use the timer on their camera so I offered to take one for them.  After a lovely conversation about some of the local history we parted company.

Be joyful in the sight of all Nature’s creatures.
Much Love to You ALL,
Lee

February 18, 2010 | Categories: Uncategorized | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 4 Comments »

Sunshine, Snow, A Cardinal and Squirrels on the Hot Springs Trails

Hot Springs National Park Dead Chief Trail Male Cardinalal

Hot Springs National Park Dead Chief Trail Male Cardinal

Any day that starts with a squirrel is always a treat.  I love watching them out and about gathering acorns, scampering up trees and leaping from place to place. Cool sunny and clear a perfect day to be a squirrel.  I left the Tufa Terrace smiling. As I crept down the Carriage Road I could hear the sweet serenade of a Male Cardinal.  He was perched in a high branch facing the morning sun on the Dead Chief Trail. The bright light on the red of his feathers reminded me of a phoenix about to burst into flames.

As I reached the top of the second incline I spotted a White-Throated Sparrow, I had never notice how long their tail feathers are.  When I looked at the photo I wondered if the tail is from a bird hidden from view.  Either way he has a great face.  I think the beauty of sparrows is under rated.

On to the Short Cut Trail a sweet little olive green bird land on branch to my right.  So tiny I wasn’t sure at first if the movement was bird or a fluttering leaf.  I have list this little beauty as a Hutton’s Vireo even though this is not it’s usual territory.  It was the only bird I could find that had the same coloring, wing bands and eye detail.

Nearing the top I could hear chainsaws,  the National Park Service was clearing the trail ahead.  A large tree had fallen during the storm, so large it took with it another big tree and several smaller ones. A crew of two were up top clearing the fallen, lives lost to the harsh winter.

The sound of the chainsaw had emptied the top of the mountain and I was alone as I shot the view from the Pagoda.  The Hot Springs Mountain Trail was a mixed hike, sunny and warm, then cold covered with snow.  My jacket was tied around my hips when I left the Pagoda, half way along it was back on and so were my gloves.  In one of the warm spots I photographed a first sign of spring, a large green fly.

In the warmer areas of the mountain trees were beginning to form buds on their delicate branches.  Spring would be bursting forth in the park soon.  Lovely flowers and green leaves to shelter the birds and welcome the creatures that had slept through the winter. As I hiked down the Peak Trail I thought of all the sleeping creatures waiting for the sun to warm the earth so they could wake.

As I reached the bottom of the Peak Trail a squirrel bounded out of the shadows with an acorn.  He ran to the grass and dug a hole and buried his new found treasure.  A perfect day in the park begins with a Squirrel and ends one too.

Go Out and Play!
Much Love,
Lee

February 17, 2010 | Categories: Uncategorized | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments »

Microclimates, Fungus and Bird Song on the Hot Springs Trails

Hot Springs National Park Short Cut Trail Green Warbler

Hot Springs National Park Short Cut Trail Green Warbler

Cold clear beautiful day complete with an amazing blue sky.   So perfect, I was amazed there were no visible birds or small mammals on the lower sections of Hot Springs Mountain.  The series of winter storms had left the population of the both wary and weary.  As I headed to the top of Hot Springs Mountain  a single Blue Jay flew over imitating a Hawk.  I had heard this sound before and when researching Blue Jays I learned of their ability to imitate the screech of a Hawk.

Blue Jays will imitate the calls of hawks, especially the Red-shouldered Hawk. It has been suggested that these calls provide information to other jays that a hawk is around, or that they are used to deceive other species into believing a hawk is present. (Cornell)

When I reached the Short Cut Trail I heard then saw my shadow a Red Bellied Woodpecker flying between trees.  A lovely Black-Throated Green Warbler appeared followed by another.  They flew across the path foraged in the leaves, then flew deep into the woods.  I was glad to see the snow was nearly gone and they were able to gather a quick breakfast.

At the top of the mountain the song of a Cardinal rang out and I scanned the trees to find him.  Perched in the bright sunlight with a beautiful blue sky behind him he sang a song glorious enough to lure a female to his side.  For half an hour his calls rang out at the top of the park. As I headed to the pagoda I secretly wished his love match would find him.  A Saucy little female Cardinal in olive with a red crest.

When I was hiking on the Hot Springs Mountain Trail unlike the the short cut trail there were still large areas of snow.  Small birds were darting about looking for bare patches of ground to scratch in for food.  In fact as I hiked the Upper Dogwood and Lower Dogwood I noticed several microclimates.  The north side of the Lower Dogwood Trail was a winter wonderland, but on the south side the snow was gone and I had to remove my gloves and coat.  The same pattern occurred on the Hot Springs Mountain Trail as well.  These changes explained the movement of birds, as micro climate c as small as a few square feet. (Wikipedia)  As I left the Dogwood Trail Nature showed me her artistry, a lovely white fungus flower.

I Hiked along the Hot Springs Mountain Trail to the Honeysuckle Trail to the Fountain Trail.  When I exited the park the city was windy and cold, I had to put on my gloves during the walk home on Fountain Street.

Go outside and play each day!
Much Love,
Lee

PS: I was a bird butt day… the little darling all wanted to show off their tail feathers.

February 16, 2010 | Categories: Uncategorized | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , | 1 Comment »

Squirrel Acrobatics and Brave Birds in the Snow on the Hot Springs Trails

Hot Springs National Park Hot Springs Mountain Trail

Hot Springs National Park Hot Springs Mountain Trail

The park was void of bird song and nothing appeared to be moving.  As walked along the Tufa Terrace to the carriage Road I could hear faint rustling in the bushes.  The first movement I noticed was on the Dead Chief Trail, a small squirrel was preparing to preform an amazing feat.  In a rapid succession he/she jumped from the tree to a wire, ran down the wall, swung over to a pipe and into a hole on the side of a currently abandoned building. The event was so mesmerizing I was lucky to capture the pre jump and the tail in the hole.

Further up the trail I could hear a Red-Bellied Woodpecker but could not see him.  His voice rang out as I hiked up the hill through a beautiful winter wonderland.  So cold I could not imagine anyone would want to be out in it, except for me.  As I crested the top pf the hill the sky was an amazing blue against the dark trees.  Heading over the Pagoda I met John a retired Methodist Minister hiking to remember or forget a little his wife who had also love to take photos.

At the the Pagoda the view was a deep cold blue cast, framed in snow branches. The cries of my elusive friend the Red-Bellied Woodpecker resonated through the cold air.  Hippy Mike appeared with  the lovely Sarah, who ran up to say hello, greeting me as an old friend.   They were touring all their favorite view spots in the park.  The thought of Sarah left a still lingering smile on my face.   The frosty trail before me glistened lighting the way for a Northern Mockingbird to land on a rock to my left,  looking back, shaking a tail feather he/she headed into the bushes.

The hike along the Hot Springs Mountain Trail was glorious decked out in snow. My enchanted forest, a place to feel free.  I paused to take in the beauty, my eye caught sight of a sweet Brown Creeper happily hopping up and around a tree. As he flew off I caught site of a Black-Throated Green Warbler, Fox Sparrow and a Female Slate-Colored Junco.  Delicate little birds traveling in a mixed flock.  Near the trail head I could hear the faint call of a Red-Bellied Woodpecker.

I hiked up the Hot Springs Mountain Road to the North Mountain Overlook.  The view was as always therapy for the eyes, lifting the soul.  The wind changed from a breeze to a roaring freight train and I knew it was time to start heading home.  Back down the road to the Hot Springs Mountain Trail the wind was causing the trees to sway, moaning against the force of the Nature.

I hiked quickly to the trail head then over to the Peak Trail.  The wind against my face was brutal and nothing was moving on the trail but me.  No birds, no small mammals, only the sound of the wind  and the trees creaking.  When I reached the bottom the only birds in site were Robins and they had gathered on the carriage road trying to find  food and shelter. I wondered how the other small creatures were faring.

I exited the park wishing I could have stayed longer, but knowing it was getting too cold for me to delay returning home.

Love Life, Love Nature and find your Inner Child.
Much Love,
Lee

PS I was really being followed by a Red Head LOL and only discovered this truth when I edited my photos.

February 15, 2010 | Categories: Uncategorized | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 1 Comment »

Birds of Many Feathers Flock Together on the Hot Springs Trails

Hot Springs National Park Tufa Terrace Squirrel

Hot Springs National Park Tufa Terrace Squirrel

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It was a lovely frosty morning and the sun was not quite able to pierce the clouds.  In the open it was light but under the trees in resembled twilight. There were no birds at the entrance or on the promenade, only as I walked up the Tufa Terrace did I begin to see small feathery shapes in the trees.   As I neared beginning of the Peak Trail I spotted a lovely squirrel, I was so happy as I had not seen any in the Park since the the winter storms hit.

I headed up the Dead Chief Trail and saw birds I had never seen before, a Yellow-Rumped Warbler and a Brown Creeper.  Such tiny beautiful creatures who share their songs with me each day.  When I reached the Short Cut Trail a squirrel shot a across the path with an acorn in it’s mouth and I discovered a rock that resembled a dinosaur egg. The snow at the edges of the path made me feel as if I was still in Erie, PA hiking at Presque Isle  rather than Arkansas.

Now that the vehicle traffic was back the Woodpeckers and Blues Jay had moved deeper into the park.  I missed their lively chatter, but understood as I was not thrilled by the number of motors zooming past and slamming of doors.  After my pagoda view shot I decided to head over to goat rock to see how much snow was still on the ground.

There was snow cover of the sides of the Hots Springs Mountain, Gulpha Gorges and Goat Rock Trails.  The patches of white made the still cloudy day seem brighter.  I was happy to see the gaps in the snow, as these were places the birds and small mammals could easily forage for food.  It was wonderful to see sweet female Black-Throated Green Warbler was doing  just that.

The Goat Rock Trail was colorful as the multi-color lichen covered rocks painted a contrast to the bright white of the snow.  As I traveled the Trail I ran into (not literally)  Jay one half on the LoveBirds (Kathy & Jay) I had met them in early February. He gave me a big hug and thanked me for taking the photo of himself and Kathy.  We had a lovely chat and we were each on our way.  I was stopped taking photos when a couple approached and called out “Hi Lee”.  John and Beverly had met Jay on the way up and he had told them about me.   Beverly was a bit shy but John, Mikey and Jack were willing to have a photo taken.  Soon Mikey and Jack were ready to be on the move again and we parted company.

I caught sight of a familiar face, a sweet Carolina Chickadee that always seems to be on the trail as I head to the North Mountain Overlook.  From the Overlook I headed along the Upper Dogwood Trail.  As I made my way down the second half of the trail loop I saw another Carolina Chickadee and two Tufted Titmouse foraging for food, it was the first time I had seen one out of a tree.

From the Upper Dogwood I connected with the Hots Springs Mountain Trail.  The elusive Blackburnian Warbler appeared and landed next to my boot.  I was unable to adjust focus fast enough and captured only a blur of half it’s tiny body.  As I neared the connection to the Honeysuckle Trail I met two friends Linda and Haltom.  They had not seen their picture yet, so I gave them business card with the link so they could see the blog.

When I reached the “Wedding Chapel” on the Honeysuckle Trail an unusual flock of tiny birds arrived. The mixed flock had Slate-colored Juncos, Carolina Chickadees, Tufted Titmouse and Black-Throated Green Warbler. So many flew in I cannot be sure what other  birds might have been in the flock, it was an amazing site.  Another lesson, birds of different types will flock together.

I continued on the Honeysuckle Trail to Peak, onto the Tufa Terrace and out of the park toward home.  It was another wonderful adventure in the park.

Valentines Day tomorrow… staying home with my Love Fiance Rick!  See you all again on Monday.
Much Love,
Lee

February 13, 2010 | Categories: Uncategorized | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 4 Comments »

Birds in the Snow on the Hot Springs Trails

Hot Springs National Park Tufted Titmouse In Snow

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Happily this day involves snow not ice, making hiking a bit easier.  Although I am sure any observers of my climb up the entrance ramp each morning will miss my comedy routine of sliding.

Snow dusted the landscape as I entered the park this morning, light and fluffy the slightest breeze sent it up in the air falling lightly about me. The Robins were in the biggest trees enjoying a feast of berries and basking in the morning light.  I headed to the Tufa Terrace and as I moved up the path a Chipmunk pop it’s head out of it’s burrow.  I froze and waited to see if they would be heading out to forage, I did not want to frighten them as I knew it was important for them to get food.  They popped back out and sat grooming for a few minutes then went back into the burrow.

The Carriage Road was filled with bird song and I caught site of a lovely little Tufted Titmouse in the tree before me.  More bird calls lead me to a female Cardinal and a White-Throated Sparrow.  I headed up the Dead Chief Trail and as I connected to the Short Cut Trail more bird calls rang out.  First a Pileated Woodpecker sounded an alarm and flew off, then a Blue Jay appeared to make his warning.  Suddenly the the sound of Crows filled the forest and a large flock flew over dipping and diving looking for food.

I climbed to the top of Hot Springs Mountain and as I crossed the Picnic Area a Female Cardinal landed on a branch in front of me then soared up and out of the tree.  A few paces further and a Male Cardinal appeared on a snow covered branch.  Their presence lifted my heart and lightened my step.  As I climbed the steps into the Pagoda I noticed the sky was pastel blue with a variety of cloud formations.   A female slate-color Junco landed in the grass below and was joined by a Northern Mocking Bird.  A few minutes passed and a Male Cardinal appeared and was joined by a Blue Jay.

The Hot Springs Mountain Trail was peaceful and I enjoyed the snow covered scenery.  It was a meditative journey broken only by the arrival of a Red Bellied Woodpecker.  He traveled with me until I changed over to the Gulpha Gorge Trail.  Small Juncos were everywhere and they flew up from the path almost my entire hike down to the gorge.  I decided to return to the park entrance via the Dead Chief Trail, I had never seen the gorge end of the trail after snow fall.

The trail looked beautiful decked out  in snow, it made me smile.  I was greeted by Blue Jays flying from tree to tree sounding their warnings.  A few minutes later the large flock of crows  flew over again.  I was looking up at the flock and nearly ran into a large tree that had fallen across the path.  Ice and  snow fall the past few days had accumulated in the tallest trees.  The  heavily weighted crowns of the short leaf pines were bringing them down throughout the park.

A the trail head a Chipmunk and I nearly ran into each other and I am not sure which one of screamed loudest.  Our startled looks at each other made me laugh out loud.  I was still thinking about the encounter when I reach the park exit ramp.  Half way down I looked to the side to see a chipmunk peeking at me from the side of the tree.  It had been a lovely day in the park.

To Love Nature Frees Our Soul to Soar within the Universe.
Much Love,
Lee

February 12, 2010 | Categories: Uncategorized | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 4 Comments »

A Day for the Birds on the Hot Springs Trails

Hot Springs National Park Pagoda Eastern Phoebe

Hot Springs National Park Pagoda Northern Mockingbird

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The ice is the main obstacle to my getting into and out to the park each day.  I must have looked like Buster Keaton holding the rail trying not to slide, my feet running in place.  It is always wonderful to enter the park laughing.  The Robins were behaving oddly, all clustered in a single tree at the entrance to the Dead Chief Trail.  I had never seen them coming to roost in this location.  The extreme weather in the park was changing the territory of many of the birds.  The impending snow storm would cause  still more changes to the living patterns of the park wildlife.

As I hiked up the Dead Chief Trail Sparrows, Warblers and Cardinals were nowhere to be seen on the second part of the incline. I wondered if the Robins had scared them away.  It was usually busy, a grand central station of all the small birds darting back and forth.  I had seen the the Red Bellied Woodpecker here just yesterday and that was a first as well. I followed the bend in the trail trying not to slip on the still present sheet of ice a the top of the second incline.

One tiny Black Throated Green Warbler appeared where the Dead Chief and Short Cut Trails meet. It’s sweet song resonated through the forest as it peeked out from behind a branch.   I was relieved to see and hear her.  On the Short Cut Trail most of the ice had melted, only an a occasional patch still linger and I could easily navigate what still remained.

Up top the forest was silent, no squirrel chatter and no bird song.  I headed over to the Pagoda across a field of crunchy ice to get a view shot and see if any Hawks were in the air.  Plenty of view and zero birds of prey.  Today I would hike the first leg of the Hot Springs Mountain Trail and come back the same way.  I was not keen to repeat my ice adventure of the day before.

After completing the return trip back to the Pagoda I was heading up the knoll and a Northern Mockingbird landed on the rock in front to me. I was so startled I almost forgot to take a photograph.   As she flew away a Brown Thrasher landed a few feet away.  I carefully backed up so I would not disturb their foraging.  As I moved along the path a Male Cardinal landed in a nearby tree and a Female Cardinal landed on the grass above me. Continuing to slowly back up I wondered if I was invisible.

I had though I might try hiking down the Peak Trail to exit the park.  I hiked on the nearly clear pavement of the Hot Springs Mountain Road and was surprised to see a thick sheet of ice 15 yards wide standing between me and the Peak Trail.  I  knew I would have to exit the way I had entered via the Short Cut and Dead Chief trails.  Half way down I heard an odd sound coming from the Hot Springs Mountain Road.  I looked up just in time to see a skateboarder whizzing past. I guess he was enjoying the park being in lock down as much as I was, bet it was a great ride down the many twists and turns.

As always “Thank You” for joining me on my hike today!
Much Love,
Lee

February 11, 2010 | Categories: Uncategorized | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 1 Comment »

Woodpeckers And Blue Jays Shadow Me on the Hot Springs Trails

Hot Springs National Park Pileated Woodpecker On Ice

Hot Springs National Park Pileated Woodpecker On Ice

Hot Springs National Park Trails Red Bellied Woodpecker

Hot Springs National Park Trails Red Bellied Woodpecker

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Recently I received several emails indicating my wildlife shots were not perfect. I should consider setting up a feeder or perch so the bird, squirrel, chipmunk etc., the subjects would not be surrounded by vegetation. In my mind if I wanted shots at feeders etc. I might as well go to the zoo everyday and take photos. I prefer to present the wildlife of Hot Springs National Park in the actual environment in which they live. No stagecraft, illusion or lures, they are living beings not puppets for me to control.

The icy climb to into the park continues, I am glad my arms are strong enough to pull me up the ice ramp. It is a cold day 26 feels like 21 degrees and I decide to move to the Carriage Road to get a bit of circulation going. When I arrive I am greeted by a Eastern Phoebe and a Female Cardinal. It is a lovely way to start any day in the park.

As I head up the Dead Chief Trail I can hear the call of a Red Bellied Woodpecker coming closer. I turn my head and see him sitting in the tree next to me. It is a sight that always makes me smile. I quickly make my way to the Short Cut Trail and I hear the mischievous woodpecker again. I turn to see him on a distant tree looking at me. I am being followed.

I can hear voices and laughter as two young men come in to view. Richard and Jerry are visiting from Paris, Texas and have been enjoying the ice and snow in the Park for the past two days.

When I reach the top of the mountain I can hear the call of another woodpecker but have yet to locate them so I head over to the Pagoda for my view shots.  It is like grand central station for birds.  I see my first flock of Blue Jays but they are in the distance weaving in and out of bushes.  Both Male and Female Cardinals drop in for a quick visit, pecking in the snow and grass gathering up a meal.  Jay calls Ring out and they are in trees all around me, they are in a playful mood as gather seeds for their breakfast.  The call of a Pileated Woodpecker rings out and I am able to spot him on the distant tree.  I feel so blessed to see so many beautiful birds on my hike today.

I promised Rick (my Beloved Fiance’) I would be home earlier today so I can rest up for hiking on the two big up coming snow days.  This mean I need to move down the Hot Springs Mountain Trail and exit via the Peak or Honeysuckle Trails.  The hike along the HSMT is always enjoyable, it has varied terrain, wildlife and climates.  I can hear both woodpeckers and Jay calls as I move down the trail, they are both still following  me.  The air has warmed a bit and I am finding the paths easier to navigate, the snow is not as crunchy.  As I reach the the lower section of the trail I see a cardinal chasing sparrows.  The snow and ice are forcing birds out of their normal territories to battle for food. My heart sinks as think of the next snow fall and the stress it will put on resources for the wildlife in the park.  The air was rapidly cooling and I noticed the once soft snow was becoming icy again.

When I reached the fork of the Honeysuckle and Hot Springs Mountain Trail the path was now a thick sheet of ice both directions. The trail had warmed and refroze in the 1 hour I had been hiking along the trail. Camera safely in it’s case, I picked up a broken limb that was a perfect walking sick with a sharp point that I could jam into the ice. As I looked down trying to decide how to proceed I noticed a set of deep prints frozen in the ice. Like Cinderella I slipped my boot into one then I stepped forward into the next, the boot fit and stride distance was doable. I was grateful and wished I could thank the hiker who had left me their footsteps in which to follow. Slowly I made my way down the Honeysuckle Trail concentrating on matching  my stride to the prints and stabbing the ice with my stick so I would not slide. It was a slow agonizing descent.

I had never been happier to see the Fountain Street Trail, it took me directly to Hot Springs Mountain Road. Although I would have to carefully pick my way down on the dry patches it was not a thick sheet of ice. The miracle footprints went down the two sets of stairs and were even on the road edges. That was when the penny dropped, these were my footprints from Feb 08, the day I was in both a blizzard and a sleet storm. The frozen slushy Slurpee splashes that iced my pants were perfectly preserved by the hard freeze that night. I was the mystery hiker that had blazed a trail that I would need later.

The Universe was looking out for me.
Much Love,
Lee

February 10, 2010 | Categories: Uncategorized | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 3 Comments »

Ice, Snow and Sunshine on the Hot Springs National Park Trails

Hot Springs National Park Trails Green Warbler and Sparrow

Hot Springs National Park Trails Pine Warbler and Sparrow

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I can honestly say this was the hardest hike I have accomplished. It was 6 miles of slamming my boots into Ice coated snow. I felt my muscles rebel as I climbed, my toes are battered and I am so happy to know I could do it.

Getting into the park was slow, the ice at all the entrances made none of them a practical choice.  I ended up on the steepest as it had rails.  It was a hand over hand pulling my self up on a sheet of ice. Getting down out of the park later should be interesting I thought as I was sliding all over bricks trying to cross the promenade to grass.  Marching seemed the only safe choice as it broke through the ice coating on the snow.

There was no sign of life in the lower park so I started my march, literally, up the Dead Chief  to the Short Cut Trail. It was lonely without the bird song and the squirrels leaping through the trees, but I knew it was safer for them all to stay perched safely out of harms way.  The Short cut trail was beautiful and it was hard to know where to look at any given moment.  The park gates were closed to vehicles and I able to enjoy listening to trees in the silence.  at the top of the trail lay two  large short leaf pines, more lives lost in the harsh winter storms.  The larger of the trees had caused the small to fall as it slammed into the trees across the path.  It’s root mass was so large I could walk under it to continue on my journey.

I headed to the Pagoda to see if the view had improved from the day before, it had.  It was beautiful as the sun reflected off the snow and ice spread out on the valley floor.  The ice cycles were melting and it looked as if it were raining in front of the Pagoda on the east side.

From the Pagoda I decided to travel on the Hot Springs Mountain Trail to the Gulpha Gorge Trail and on the Goat Rock Trail.  The marching action tested my leg muscles and I had not even begun the hardest trail yet  As I neared the trail head I saw an unusual sight, a  Pine Warbler and a White-Throated Sparrow sparing for a pecking location.   The rest hut looked a happier place from the day before.  It had been the first time I had used it out of necessity, a refuge in the driving snow. Today it was sunny, bright and inviting, so I had not need to go inside.  The Gulpha Gorge Trail was an obstacle course and I carefully maneuvered around each bent tree in hopes they would one day spring back to an upright position. The inclines were slippery, so a had to focus of each foot step.

I was relieved to connect with the up hill climb of the Goat Rick Trail, going up I had better control of my footing.  The view from Goat Rock was as always gorgeous, it’s one of my favorite places in the park. When I climbed down from the viewing platform I decided to continue on the Goat Rock Trail to the North Mountain Overlook.  The ice forest was back and I felt as if were transported to a fictional land.  The trees sparkled in the bight sunlight, glinting like jewels. Half way up on my climb to the overlook I found one tiny wildflower peering up from the snow.  It made my heart smile at it’s strength and will to live.

When I arrived at the North Mountain Overlook and Eagle was flying low occasionally brushing the tops of the snow covered pines. I felt as if I was soaring with him above the park and I stretched out my arms to feel the wind pass around them.   After a twenty minute air ballet the eagle vanished into the gap between the mountains.

Morning had passed and I still had a couple of miles to travel to get home, so I decided to walk down Hot Springs Mountain Road to connect with the trails.   It was a slow icy hike through the forest,  the warblers and Juncos kept me company as I struggled to stay on my feet.  I hiked to the top again to take the peak trail down as  the grade was not as steep as the other lower trails.

When I reach the bottom there was still the task of figuring out how to get out of the park.  I decided to exit as I had come in.  To avoid falling I bent my knees grabbed the rail and began a semi controlled slide, then I remembered the stairs. Thankfully I was able to stop and take careful baby steps,  navigating  one step at a time.  Home was across the street and I was happy to have made it back safely.

Some adventures test us.
Much Love,
Lee

February 9, 2010 | Categories: Hot Springs National Park | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 6 Comments »

Sleet, Ice and Snow on the Hot Springs Trails

Hot Springs National Park Short Cut Trail

Hot Springs National Park Short Cut Trail

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I awoke to a wintry mix falling from the sky, a surprise as the Weather Channel did not issue the warning until it was already here. I decided to hike up the mountain as it appeared in the higher elevations it was snowing.

The lower park area was a slushy mix and the birds did not appear enthusiastic about the sudden change. Only a hand full of Robins were visible in the trees, joined by a solitary Cardinal. From the ground I had to agree with them, it was a sloppy mess on the Promenade,Tufa Trail and Carriage Road. Like walking through a Slurpee, the thought made me giggle.   As I traveled the Tufa Terrace I stopped smiling, the trees that has survived the freezing rain a week earlier and stood upright again were now bending from the weight of the ice snow mix. More painful changes were coming to the forest.

As I headed up the Dead Chief Trail the mix became more favored toward snow. Unfortunately this mixture was causing ice to form on my lens making photography less than optimal. Half way up the trail a lovely Black-Throated Green Warbler appeared and did not seem to care about my proximity. A Black-Eyed Slate Junco on the other hand would fly away at the smallest gesture on my part. I thought the Warbler might be smarter to follow the Junco’s lead.

The Short Cut Trail was snow only, large beautiful flakes fell coating the landscape. I had this wonderful winter wonderland all to myself. It was like being a child again, with a snow day in the park. I wanted to share this day, so no matter where people were they could have a snow day too, especially my fiance’ Rick. Although my camera lens was not icing up it was like trying to take a photograph from inside a recently shaken snow globe.

When I reached the top another lovely Green Warbler appeared this time joined by sparrows. They were all frantically digging around the sheltered side of trees trying to get a few morsels. The snow began falling at a faster rate so I headed for the Pagoda for my daily view shot. In this case it appeared it would be a lack of view shot. Even on the worst day of the ice storm I could see the valley, now the view stopped at the trail below. The snow storm was closing in around me and I could not wait to see how the park looked further down the trail.

I loved being the first person on the trail, ahead of me was pristine untouched snow. Others had left prints on the Dead Chief and Short Cut, but their prints indicated they had travel only part way up. The silence of falling snow has it’s own beauty. It can fall in the night only revealing itself when you draw back the curtains in the morning. It casts a light over the places it falls and no matter how dark the sky there is an ethereal glow.

The changing landscape spread out before me as I hiked along the Hot Springs Mountain Trail. Familiar bends in the trail and trees standing watch, I always feel at home here. Half way between the Pagoda and the Rest Hut at the Gulpha Gorge Trail head the snow fall increased and visibility decreased. I was looking forward to reaching the rest hut. As I neared the hut a heard a loud crack followed by a soft thud, my heart sank. Another life had been lost in the forest. When I entered the hut I took my hat off and discovered two inches of wet snow had accumulated on the top and brim. After clearing my hat of the snow fall I removed my jacket and shook it off.

When I looked out the entry of the Hut I could not see the trail head I had exited nor the trail I was going to enter. I decided I had better move out in case the storm worsened. I was half way home when the lovely snow switched to a heavy sleet, I was now missing the snow. The journey now entailed hiking through Three inches of slush on top of loose rock and trying not to slip. My consistent hiking of the trails gave me an advantage, knowing where the obstacles were under the soupy mess. As I made my way to the bottom I thought of the lovely little wildflowers I had seen the day before. So delicate, I did not think they would fair well under the ice and snow. I was so glad I had gone back yesterday to photograph them.

The conditions worsened and I decided it would prudent to exit onto the road and out to the closest paved walkway. The slushy mix was getting so deep ice was forming on the bottom of my pants. When I reached the bottom of the road the gates were locked and I exited to the side of them.

It was a mixed adventure and I can’t wait to see what Nature has in store for me tomorrow.

Much Love,
Lee

February 8, 2010 | Categories: Uncategorized | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments »

Cedar Waxwings, Wildflowers and a Hover Fly on the Hot Springs Hiking Trails

Hot Springs National Park Honeysuckle Trail Cedar Waxwing

Hot Springs National Park Honeysuckle Trail Cedar Waxwing

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Hot Springs National Park  Facts: The floral trail is the only trail in Hot Springs National Park that you have to go up hill to access either of the two trail heads.  The Floral Trail has a trail head on North Mountain and one on Hot Springs Mountain and it does matter which way you travel on  the trail you have to go up hill to exit at  trail heads.

As I entered the park at 10:30 am the sky was overcast, the Robins were sounding an alarm from the tree tops and  there were no Blue Jays or Cardinals to be heard or seen.  I immediately looked to West Mountain and saw a Hawk soaring above the trees.  It looked like the Hawk was catching a good ride gliding straight and then in slow circles.  If you want to clear the lower park of birds and small mammals a Hawk  over West Mountain will do it.

I had planned an extensive hike of nearly 7 miles so I  headed directly to the top take my Pagoda View Photo.  No birds in site and the skies darkening I continued on my journey.  As I stepped back onto the Hot Springs Trail a Blue Jay teased me darting in and out of the trees like a game of hide and seek, I love their companionship.  Blue Jays are always so quick, I was lucky to get any photos of him/her.

The Blue Jay lightened my heart, I felt as it I was dancing along the many trails on my hike.  I connected with the Gulpha Gorge Trail so I could hike the Goat Rock Trail.  All night I had dreamed of the lovely wildflowers I had photographed for my blog.  I hiked with great care checking all the trail edges and was rewarded with a chance to see a several new wildflowers.  Beautiful little blossoms peeking out from dried grass, pine needles and rocks.  So delicate in various shades of purple, each with it’s own unique shape.

I hated to leave the little flowers but there were more trails to hike before my return home to my beloved fiance’ Rick. Now for a  confession, for the first time since I started hiking I was singing out load heading up the last section of the Goat Rock Trail.  Near my connection with the Upper Dogwood Trail a sweet little Black-Capped Chickadee sang back to me and came close enough for me to see them sing.  I was having a wonderful day in the forest.

I hiked the Upper Dogwood  to the Lower Dogwood and them connected with the Floral Trail.  I was excited, this was the only trail on Hot Springs and North Mountains I had not traveled.  The trail was rough and it appeared it was not used often, segments of the path had gnarled roots and loose rocks making the upward hike slow.   I photographed the rocks on the trail and when I edited the photo I discovered a sweet little yellow and black hover fly with it’s wings out stretched. So many little details in Nature, I wonder how many I miss each day.  I was happy to see the honeysuckle trail, it felt like I had been going up hill all day.

The biggest surprise was to be revealed to me on one of my favorite trails.  As I crested the first incline of the Honeysuckle Trail I was greeted by a flock of Robins, it was the first time I had seen them on this part of the trail.  The bigger surprise was their traveling companion, a large Cedar Waxwing.  I kept thinking when I got home my photos would really show it was only a pale Robin,  a fine feathered illusion.

I connected with the Peak Trail and as I neared the Tufa Terrace still no birds in site.  Walking bent over I checked under bushes and not one feathered creature was to be found.  Walking the last of the Tufa Terrace I looked up at a tree on the Promenade and saw several Robins and another Cedar Waxwing, this one smaller than one I had seen earlier.  It made me wonder if they had stayed when their flock left before the ice storm.  As I was not looking for them amongst the Robins it was a possibility.  I had seen Blue Jays and Cardinals together, so why not Robins and Cedar Waxwings.

Everyday in the park is a learning experience, Nature is a wonderful teacher.

Much Love to You All,
Lee

February 7, 2010 | Categories: Uncategorized | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave A Comment »

Wildflowers and Eagles on the Hot Springs Hiking Trails

Hot Springs National Park Goat Rock Wild Flower Violet

Hot Springs National Park Goat Rock Wild Flower Violet

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“Best part of hiking is not know who you’ll meet or what tiny gift nature will give you.” ~ Lee Hiller ©2010

Cloudy skies and birds of prey kept the small mammals and song birds hiding undercover. When I entered the park the only sound was the distant call of a Blue Jay.  Not even the Robins were out in force.  I looked up to see two large crows fly overhead, the Jay calls became louder.

I hiked up the Dead Chief Trail, the skies darkened and I thought the rains were coming.  Some days are meant to be dark so that we can see the beauty often lost to our sight in the bright sunlight.  I looked up in the sky and smiled at the clouds.  As I looked down I noticed buds were forming on the branches near to where I stood,  so sweet the life about to burst forth.

Along the Dead Chief and Short Cut Trails Nature  wove a beautiful display in cream & white. Delicate fungus fans layered over the fallen logs on the forest floor. Again I looked to the sky, clouds swirled and  branches became black silhouettes.

At the Pagoda the skies remained dark and the voice of a Eagle range loudly as it passed over Indian Mountain. Even the Blue Jays stayed deep in the the bushes sounding the alarm.  As I scanned the horizon looking for the eagle  Geoff and Chris arrived and let me know they had hiked up the Dead Chief and Short Cut Trails.  They were visiting from Florida and Pennsylvania and needed get down the mountain soon as their car was parked on Central Avenue. I suggested they use the Peak Trail for a quicker trip back down to their car.

I suddenly felt the need to go out to Goat Rock and hiked the Hot Springs Mountain Trail to the Gulpha Gorge Trail.  The hike was peaceful but I missed the usual bird song.  With an eagle so close who could blame them for staying still within the forest trees and bushes.  I connected to the Goat Rock Trail and when I arrived at Goat Rock climbed up to the view platform.  In the distance an eagle soared on the wind between North and Indian Mountains.  It was so beautiful to watch, the eagle left when a small plane appeared over Indian Mountain.  (Would love to know the make of the Aircraft see pictures below).

From Goat Rock I followed the trail heading toward the North Mountain Overlook.  A jogger was heading my way and I moved to the side to let him pass.  I glanced down at my feet, I saw a beautiful violet colored wild flower.  As I was positioning myself to take a photo my eye caught site of a tiny lavender bloom.  In the darkness of the day Nature revealed two beautiful wildflowers, a posy for my heart.

The memory of the  pretty little wildflowers made the trip to the North Mountain Overlook seem mere seconds.  The view up top was spectacular, dark sky made the trees seem greener.  A car pulled up and lovely blue color (really a blackish gray) American Pit Bull Terrier bounded over to show me some love, she was a real sweetie.  A couple from arrived next and I offered to take their photo with his Blackberry.

I looked at my watch and it was already 1:00pm, yikes I had been out three hours.  I walked down Hot Springs Road to connect with the Hot Springs Mountain Trail, on to the Honeysuckle Trail, to the Peak, Across the lawn and out of the park.

Live with Nature in Love and she will embrace you.
Love All, Lee

February 6, 2010 | Categories: Hot Springs National Park | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments »

Glorious Life Giving Rain on the Hot Springs Hiking Trails

Hot Springs National Park Trails HSMT Rock Lichen Moss

Hot Springs National Park Trails HSMT Rock Lichen Moss

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Hot Springs Fact: Medical Arts Building was the tallest building in Arkansas from 1929 to 1960. At 16 stories tail this Art Deco Building became the tallest building in the South when built. (see pictures below)

It was a dark and stormy morning, literally.  My camera is not an all weather model and I discovered when mist and rain cover the sensor it makes it nearly impossible to use the auto focus LOL. I kept it under the wide brim of my oil cloth Henschel Hat so I could get a few pictures of my lovely adventure.

Rain is a miracle element in the forest and as I entered the park the birds were all in the tops of trees and appeared as silhouettes against the darkening sky.   They were basking and feeding in the life giving rain.  When I reached the carriage road a tiny little bird was flitting amongst the leaves of a tree.  It was moving so fast it took me 10 shots to get one full body photo.  (If you can identify the mystery bird I would it you would leave a name in the comments section of the picture page.)

Heading up the Dead Chief Trail I was trying to dry my lens when a squirrel jumped across to a tree and I barely caught him peeking out of the ivy at me. A friend seeing me on my journey.  As I moved up the trail I could see everything blossoming around me.  Against the darkened sky the colors popped out from everywhere.  I am always amazed at how new the trails feels each day I hike.

Up top at the Pagoda the view worsened as fog began to rise up from the ground and the rain came down a bit harder. In the distance I could hear a tree frog chirping and I felt elation at the thought of new lives waking in the park.  So small, with a loud voice of joy proclaiming their birth in the forest.

I hiked down the Hot Springs Mountain Trail and the path was glorious.  Nature has painted rocks and logs with vibrant greens and oranges.  I could hear creeks flowing from the melted ice and 2 days of rain.  It was wonderful to feel the change around me.  I felt as if I too were a part of the renewing and rebirth.

I decided to go up to the North Mountain Overlook, the view was turbulent not even the eagles were flying today. Darkening clouds and swirls of rising fog spread out before me.  The colors were spectacular, blue on the horizon, green and orange framing the hills   When I reached the Upper Dogwood I headed back over to the Hot Springs Mountain Trail.  The path was vivid, colors exploding from trees and rocks,  the clouds remained dark in the sky above me.

When I reconnected with the Hot Springs Mountain Trail I could hear two creeks flowing and I stopped to listen to their song at the point where they merged.  My traveling companion, rain, kept falling as I hiked back to the top of Hot Springs Mountain.  Then it was back down the Peak Trail to the Tufa Terrace and out the park entrance to my home.

Love the Adventure of Life and let a little Nature in.

Much Love to You All,
Lee

February 5, 2010 | Categories: Uncategorized | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave A Comment »

Respect for the Sentinel Blue Jays and New Trails

Hot Springs National Park Trails Tufa Terrace Blue Jay Cardinal

Hot Springs National Park Trails Tufa Terrace Blue Jay Cardinal

Hot Springs National Park Facts: There are six Mountains in Hot Springs National Park.  Hot Springs, North, West, Music, Sugarloaf and Indian Mountains

When I entered the park it was empty and only a Grey-Cheeked Thrush welcomed me.  Suddenly the load cries of multiple Blue Jays rang out with the occasional Cardinal call in-between.  I looked over to West Mountain and saw 3 large birds of prey circling.  Three together seemed unusual and I wondered if these were the vultures I has heard and read about.

As I made my way along the Tufa Terrace I saw a Cardinal and a Blue Jay together sounding the alarm.  I rarely see either but together this was a first, the danger must be great.  On the Carriage Road I could hear the calls of another Blue Jay and I spotted them in the top branches of a tree watching the three circling LARGE birds over West Mountain.  Today was a lesson in sacrifice.

How brave the forest Sentinels,
Blue Jays perched sounding the call.
Selfless atop the highest branches,
the fierce protectors of all.

I headed up the dead Chief Trail to the Short Cut and was blessed to see so many wonderful creatures. A lovely Black and White Warbler landed in a Tree near me, it was the first one I had seen. Further up the trail a lovely Chipmunk sat on a log and I took several photos before he/she grabbed an acorn and dove under the leaves. A gray squirrel looked on with great interest as I stood perfectly still for several minutes.

As I finished with the photos I turned and coming down the trail was a lovely couple with their four pawed companion. David and Char from Wisconsin were enjoying hiking the trails on Hot Springs Mountain. They were planning to visit the baths and they asked me which ones would be the traditional style, I suggested either the Arlington Hotel or Buckstaff Baths on Bathhouse Row. (If you read this I forgot your lovely companions name and I hope you will post her name in the comments.

After out lovely conversation I headed quickly to the top. I was planning a first trip to the Gulpha Creek and I needed to decided which trail I would take. At the pagoda I took a lovely view shot then headed down the Hot Springs Mountain Trail (HSMT). Not long after I started down the trail I ran into Jay who I had met previously on an icy cold day before I started my blog and his lovely wife Kathy.  The hiking lovebirds :o )  Halfway along I looked out into the forest and spotted a Mourning Dove sitting alone on a large tree.

I decided to take the Gulpha Gorge Trail to the bottom, connect with the Gulpha Creek and the Sunset Trail. My goal in the near future is to hike the 9.7 mile sunset Trail.  The creek at the bottom is quiet and I wonder if most of the birds show up for the spring and summer.   Next time I will hike further on the Sunset Trail as it runs along the creek further up steam.

Back up the Gulpha Gorge Trail I stopped to visit with an old friend, every time I pass we exchange a hug. My beautiful friend is an old short leaf pine who holds many secrets about the park. Leaving the Gulpha Gorge Trail I cross over to the Hot Springs Mountain Trail. I am greeted by a sweet White-Throated Sparrow and a talkative Black-Eyed Slate Junco. The smaller the bird the faster they appear to be and I can only get an out focus shot of a beautiful Blackburnian warbler. I hope our paths will cross again.

I decide to hike down the Peak Trail and when I reach the bottom I see two forms of Nature’s blooms;  white fungus flowers on a log and new pink bud on a green bush.  A perfect end to a glorious day on the mountain.

Let Life take you on a Nature Adventure.
Much Love,
Lee

February 3, 2010 | Categories: Uncategorized | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 5 Comments »

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