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Magnolias, Wildflowers and Racing Pigeons in the Spring Forest

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I know it is wordless Wednesday… so I will attempt to be brief. My hike began with a melodic Male Cardinal and a chatty Squirrel. It ended with another but less vocal Squirrel eating beneath the beautiful blooms of the old Southern Magnolia Trees at the entrance to the park.  In-between I was surprised to see a pair of Racing Pigeons strolling along the Carriage Road and discovered beautiful purple Venus Looking Glass Wildflowers on the Floral Trail. Last year the the lack of rain meant there were hardly any Flowers on the Floral Trail. Now the entire park is bursting with glorious color.

On a sad note I found the body of a young Blue Jay as I was heading out of the park on the Hot Springs Mountain Road.  With no apparent injury at first glance it appeared only to be in a sweet sleep.   I took a moment to remember how its short life brought beauty to the Forest and prayed for its young spirit to have peaceful journey.

Love to ALL! Make a play date with yourself to get out in Nature :)
Lee


A Hiking Break Between Tornadoes, Storms and Flooding

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The past few weeks have been my first living with the threat of tornadoes.  Engulfed in thunder storms, hail and heavy rain we have not been able to get out into the Forests and Mountains that surround our home.  So when I discovered there was a 4 hour window in the morning of moderate weather I grabbed my boots and headed out for a hike.

Although my cell phone is suppose to ring me when there is an elevation in the weather alert system I tend to trust my eyes.   I have a plan for distance and time that will bring home safely before the storms reach us.  A Male Cardinal sits on a branch looking out toward West Mountain as I reach the Peak Trail via the Tufa Terrace.  On the Carriage Road the Squirrels are high in the Trees screeching out a warning.  They appear to be railing at the sky for the wind, rain and lightning that has bombarded the park for several weeks.

I reach the Dead Chief Trail as another Male Cardinal is singing a sweet song trying to beckon the sun to come out. He is unsuccessful.  The hike up the trail is much better than I expected as often heavy rain will carve a channel into the rock and dirt surface.  When I reach the Short Cut Trail I hear an unfamiliar bird call and turn to see a Juvenile Blue Grosbeak.  Another call rings out and a Male Cardinal appears, the third I have seen this morning.  The many vibrant red Cardinals are spectacular perched within the gorgeous spring greenery.

On the second rise of the Short Cut Trail clusters of leaves are strewn across the path.  The wind definitely came up this part of the Mountain, as I reach the top I see a tree that has been twisted and bent over (see Hot Springs National Park – Twisted Bent Tree – Microburst, Tornado or…?).

The skies are darkening as I step into the Hot Springs Mountain pagoda and look out over the valley.  I decide it is best to continue at a quicker pace as I am unsure how quickly any storm cells will form over the park.  A sweet Chipmunk stops briefly on a log as I move along the Hot Springs Mountain Trail.  I am pleased to see many new steams have filled and cross the path, water is life!  A loud bird call reveals a lovely Gray Catbird in the mist ahead of me. As I finish taking a photograph a not so friendly reminder of spring smacks me in the forehead.  As I feel the burning it is already too late, I pull from my face a huge winged stinging insect.  Not the greeting I have expected or wanted to announce bug season has begun.

Near the trail head I can see a Tree laying across my path, it is sad to another lost life in the Forest. The saturated soil could not hold its roots against the storms of the past week and it was uprooted.  On the North Mountain leg of the trail there is little or no sign of the high winds of the previous evening.  Only the sound of running water in the distance reminds me of the volume of rain which has fallen in the park.  A lovely Tufted Titmouse, a Male and Female Cardinals are all foraging for food before the storms return.

I connect with the Honeysuckle Trail then the Floral to make my way back home.  Just over three hours have passed and I want to be home safe before the next storm warning.  A sweet Male House Sparrow and a baby Squirrel guide me out of park, it is a perfect end to my much need hike in the Forest.   I can see my beloved husband Rick is relieved and happy as I walk in the door… I am a very lucky woman.

Love to ALL!
Lee


Short Cut Trail Reunion

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I leaving for my hike unable to get one of my favorite songs “New Soul” by Yael Niam out of my head, not that I really want too.  The most peaceful place in the world lay in the Forest outside my window, I am blessed beyond words.  Today I seek wisdom from the Mountains, I hope they have answers.

Little sparrows welcome me in the park, I Love seeing their tiny wings gracefully dancing above me.  The Autumn Trees reveal even the smallest of my friends.  As I hike along the Carriage Road I am led by 3 Mourning Doves, I enjoy their gentle company.  When I reach the Dead Chief Trail they fly up into a near-by Tree.  A cute Squirrel looks down at me while it enjoys a nut for breakfast. The red Leaves of the past few days still remain and I am bathed in a rosy glow as I hike up the Mountain.

When I reach the Short Cut Trail I am joined by dear Friends often heard but not seen this past summer.  Two beautiful Red-Bellied Woodpeckers are flying among the Trees along the Trail.  One lands just above me it’s spectacular red head shining in the sun.  Another calls to me from a Tree across the path, shy and smaller it peeks out from under the remaining leaves.  It is joyous to be reunited with companions who guided me on the trails through the winter months.

The Hot Springs Mountain Trail still has a few red leaves when I reach the top of the Mountain.  From the Pagoda the view is clear across to the ZigZag Mountains at the tip pf the Ouachita Mountains.  It is peaceful to look out across the valley to mountain ridges in the distance.  I hike around the Mountain and continue on the trail to North Mountain and over to the Upper Dogwood Trail.  A Lovely Orange and Black Moth lands in the leaves to my side.  It sits fanning it’s wings in the warmth of the sun on the newly fallen Leaves.

I am surprised how many green Leaves still remain on the north side of the Lower Dogwood Trail. Three lovely Does leap quickly in and out of sight before I can lift my camera.  As I make my way down North Mountain on the south side of the trail the elusive Does again elude my lens.  It is good to see the deer are thriving even after the harsh winter storms.  On my way down the Floral Trail I am bathed in the golden rays of the changing Forest.  Did the Mountain answer the questions in my Heart?  Yes, it always does.

Much Love,
Lee


Old Friends Revealed in the Autumn Forest

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The leaves are still falling and the sky is a perfect “Arkansas Blue” (you have too come to Hot Springs to see what I mean) that makes photos seem unreal.  They are preparing the lower park Arlington Lawn for the Holiday light show. November 23rd will be the chili cook-off and tree lighting this year.  As I head up into the park I realize it is MUCH colder now and the steam from the vents is more visible.  When I reach the Carriage Road a sweet squirrel is digging up some breakfast which it proudly displays as I move closer.  As I reach the Dead Chief Trail I look up to see a another squirrel heading across a branch to reach a large nut.

Traveling up the Dead Chief Trail I look up to see amazing red, yellow and green leaves highlighted in the first morning light.  The sunrise is spectacular as the light radiates through the multicolor leaves. I feel rejuvenated bathed in Nature’s Autumn colorful rays. Along the Short Cut trail it is silent except for the light crunch of the rust leave covering the path.  Moments later a LARGE dog rounds the bend roaming free and ahead of it’s owner (please see ongoing park dog problem).

On the Hot springs National Park Trail I hear the lovely chatting chirps of an old friend as I near the Pagoda.  Peeking at me from the side of a tree is a wonderful Carolina Wren.  In a sweet game of peek-a-boo it pops out on the side on the tree then hides for several minutes.  Autumn reveals many winged friends hidden in the lush greenery of spring and and summer.  I Love the transition of the Forest into winter.

When I reach the Floral Trail the Autumn Leaves are glowing in the late morning sun. The happy pip of a Tufted Titmouse is echoing before me.  It is a joy to spot the delightful bird in the last of the green leaves to my side.  Vibrant yellow rimmed in rust leaves are spectacular against a perfect “Arkansas Blue” sky, maybe that should be a perfect “Hot Springs Blue” sky. Its hard to keep from staring upward at the dazzling contrasting colors.  I am blessed to be on this trail to see the beauty today.

Get out and crunch in the Autumn Leaves.
Love,
Lee


The Chipmunk in a the Tree

Tufa Terrace Chipmunk In Tree

My beloved Rick had another emergency hospital visit. Thankfully it was resolved with medication and he is home safe and resting.  We did not get home until 1 am and as I am usually in bed between 10-11 pm, sleeping in was inevitable.  When I awoke the sky was dark and it was raining, waiting a few hours to hike seemed to be the best idea, I pulled the covers over my head.

When I enter the park the sky is dark and the wind is pushing the multiple layers of clouds, but the rain has abated.  I stop on the Tufa Terrace to remove my lens cap and a twig hits my shoulder, I look up to see not a Squirrel, but a lovely little Chipmunk.  Most of the Chipmunks in the park are ground dwellers so I am surprised to see this one perched above my head.  In it’s little hands is a nut, it’s morning feast.  I Love Nature!

Further along the Terrace a Squirrel stares at me as I move toward the Peak Trail.  It stands up and I feel blessed to be in it’s company. Lovely Daisies are blooming where the Tufa Terrace and Peak Trail cross over each other. Along the Carriage Road sweet yellow Wildflowers are battered though still standing after the last storm.

When I reach the  Short Cut Trail I notice the light has an unusual pink glow.  A late morning twilight fills the Forest and I reach the Mountain top feeling rejuvenated.  Light is a powerful force even when it is filtered by clouds and leaves.

I decide to take the Peak Trail down to the bottom of the Mountain, according to the trail markers this will be a shorter trip than expected.  If the NPS signs are to be believed from the Honeysuckle Trail to the Hot Springs Mountain Trail it is a shorter distance down than it is up the Trail.  Hiking up is .2 miles hiking down is only .1 mile, an anomaly not unlike a wormhole must be in play.  I only hope I don’t miss any of my favorite places along the trail. :o )

When I reach the bottom of the trail where it meets the promenade I enjoy watching a Male Cardinal stalking insects in the grass.  On the ground they always remind me of colorful Velociraptors moving through a prehistoric landscape.  I continue to the park entrance, look up at newly blossomed Magnolia and inhale the beautiful fragrance before heading home to my beloved Rick.

Thank You for coming along with me, Nature is always waiting to show us a new path!
Love to You ALL!
Lee


Leucistic Sparrow, Wild Roses and Squirrels

Hot Springs National Park Promenade Wild Rose Bee

Hot Springs National Park Promenade Leucistic Sparrow

Another beautiful morning in Hot Springs, and the Hot weather seems to be keeping people away from the park.  When I enter the park I notice that the warmer the weather has many of the small mammals hiding in cool areas.  On the Tufa Terrace I can see shadows on the fringes of the green and only one Squirrel sits quietly having breakfast in the twilight.

On the Carriage Road Japanese Honeysuckle is blooming and winding it’s way along the edges of the path.  Near the Honeysuckle I notice a newly blooming Tree, it is covered in tiny pink spiny flowers. On the Dead Chief the sun is rising and the blue gray of twilight is lifting.  As I reach the Short Cut Trail the sun is brushing the tops of the Trees lighting the before in front me. A light breeze is dancing through the Trees causing the leaves to twinkle above me.

When I reach the top of the Mountain a small Squirrel is sitting in the shade nibbling on a nut, above another is looking on as I hike past. I decide to take the Peak Trail down the Mountain and discover a patch of purple and white Heal-All Wildflowers.  Their beautiful flowers remind me of miniature orchids.  As I reach the junction of the Peak and Honeysuckle Trails a brown Moth lands graceful on a leaf to my side. It pumps it’s wings before flying deep into the forest.

I need to visit the Post Office and Bank and decide to take the Promenade to Spring Street. The Wild Roses are in full bloom and several Bumble Bees are gathering the pollen on their legs.  Small birds are flying back and forth from the hospital wall to the many Trees on the Promenade.  As I raise my camera to take a photo a tiny sparrow gives me a direct look and flies away.  I hear chirping and turn to see  a leucistic Sparrow feeding it’s chick.  Leucistic is a condition characterized by reduced pigmentation in animals and humans. Unlike albinism, it is caused by a reduction in all types of skin pigment, not just melanin. (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leucism) The sparrow appears to be a pale yellow color rather than brown like her baby.  Nature is an amazing teacher.

Above me a glorious moon rise in visible against a gorgeous “Arkansas Blue” sky, a  perfect sight for this Moon Girl. As I exit the park I spot the last Purple Iris in the garden at the bottom of the steps and notice it’s blossom is waning.  I take a final photo of this bearded beauty before exiting the park.

Thank You for traveling with me on the Trails today.
Love to You ALL!
Lee


After the Storm Sunrise, Wildflowers, Lizards and more

Hot Springs National Park Dead Chief Trail Sunrise

The storms of the past three days both tussled and fed the park and it’s residents.  It was a mixed blessing, I missed my hikes but it was lovely to stay home, cuddle up with my fiance’ Rick and enjoy the storms from a distance.

For the first time in three days the sky is free of clouds as I draw back the curtains in the living room.  The Mountain is calling to me and I get ready quickly for my morning hike.  As I enter the park I quickly notice how the rain has accelerated the foliage growth in the park.  Everywhere is lush greenery and decorated with new blossoms.

As I reach the Dead Chief Trail the sun is rising and I am in awe of the gorgeous display of light on the Trail.  A ball of light peers through the Tree tops and as it becomes brighter creates a circular rainbow. Hiking up the trail I freeze at the glorious sight of rays of light piercing the canopy and shining down on the Trail before me.  I feel blessed to be standing at this place as Nature displays her artistry.

I am hooked on the fungi in the forest and check on one of my favorite new growths as I reach the Short Cut Trail.  A tiny silvery gray slug is gliding over the surfaces of one of the lower spires.  Along the Trail the old Autumn leaves have become translucent with the saturating rains and and orange glow of the sun shining through them is spectacular.

Reaching the Top of Hot Springs Mountain I can see a sweet Squirrel having a breakfast feast.  When I reach the Hot Springs Mountain Trail below the Pagoda there is a wonderful patch of pink clover flowers on the trail edge.  Entering the forest path that crosses the Mountain I can hear the soft murmur of insects as a Blue Jay calls out to it’s flock.  I spot a small five stripe skink peeking out from the leaves and branches to my side. It is a glorious hike over to the Gulpha Gorge Trail.

On the Gulpha Gorge Trail beautiful yellow Lance- Leaf Coreopsis are decorating the trail edges.  A movement to my side reveals a wonderful Prairie Racer Lizard moving through the leaves toward a nearby Tree.  On the Goat Rock Trail the yellow wildflower display is continued and is joined by delicate Southern Sundrops.  A broad-headed skink races up the slope to my left and rests by an old piece of wood.  The male lizard has a beautiful orange-red head and a glossy body.

Further up the trail I notice  mauve flowers booming on a bush, they are so lovely.  As I am photographing them a moth lands on the leaf next to me laying flat against it’s surface.   It leaves as a Black Swallowtail Butterfly lands on a leaf below the bush with the new flowers. I turn to move down the path and see fox sitting watching me, as I raise my camera it leaps graceful out of sight it’s tail vanishing into the forest.  Only last Sunday I was was blessed to see a Gray Wolf on the trail before I went to the hospital to be with Rick.  I look forward to seeing the black bear that NPS has confirmed is in park.

I decide to hike along the Upper Dogwood Trail and I notice a leaf with a cluster of yellow eggs, it is the second of this type I have seen in the park today.  I wonder what new life these golden eggs will reveal.  I hear a Hawk’s high above me in the forest, I turn and take a random distant shot.  A Hawk is perched at the op of a dead tree watching for prey it is a lucky capture.

As I reach the Lower Dogwood Trail I spot a  talkative Blue Jay on a branch high above me sheltered by the new green leaves.  Further along the trail a female Hairy Woodpecker lands in a Tree to survey the Forest before flying off.  On the Floral Trail I see another Fungus growth, a pretty little button shaped mushroom.  When I reach the park entrance I notice two Magnolia buds have opened.  I take photographs for my fiance’ Rick who has been telling me of the beauty of the Magnolia Trees from the first day I arrived in Hot Springs..

Let Nature heal you, get out and play.
Love to You ALL!
Lee


Chipmunk, Squirrel, Lizards, Rocks and Wildflowers on the Hot Springs Trails

Hot Springs Mountain Trail Chipmunk Standing

Sunny skies welcomed me as I entered the park and the bird song was spectacular.  I was greeted on the Carriage Road by a Robin who had a now healed chest wound.  He sang a beautiful tune as he foraged for berries. He was reminder of how tough it can be living in the wild.

I decided to go up the Dead Chief Trail and was treated to the sighting of a lovely little squirrel watching another squirrel climb up a tree. Eventually they ended up in the up too near each other and a lively chase ensued. As I connected with the short cut trail I was treated to a beautiful display of colorful rocks.  The earth pushed up the perfect canvas for lichen and mold to paint, the hike up to the top was like an art gallery.

Next I traveled along to the Hot Springs Mountain Trail at the top and was treated to a beautiful chorus of songbirds. Not far into my hike on the eastern part of the trail loop a tiny head popped up next to me in the leaves.  I froze and a few minutes later the sweetest little chipmunk stood up looked around and headed out in search of food.

When I reached the halfway point  I was happy to get a phone call from my new friend Deb Dobson (Twitter @DebDobson).  She kindly chose me for her next blog, it is a cool series called “Meet a Tweep” and it a great place to check out people to follow. I thought it would fun for her to interview me while I was hiking.  Deb was having a hike with me and it was really fun to have someone along form the journey.

Part way up Hot Springs Mountain Road on my way to the overlook Deb and I parted company, I continued my hike.  I dropped down to the Goat Rock Trail and was treated to one of many delightful surprises.  I heard a noise and looked down just in time to a Pretty Ground Skink. I think Lizards cool, I realize I have have another subject to read up on.   Further along I spotted several new Bird-Footed Violets along the sides of the path.  I found another violet and as I leaned over to look, another lizard appeared.  I tiny little thing I could not believe I spotted it. It was little female Prairie Lizard.  The Goat Rock Trail was a feast for the eyes Painted rocks, tiny lizards and wildflowers.

Next I took the Gulpha Gorge Trail and was happy to see a  black-capped chickadee working on it’s new home.  It appeared to be the same on I had seen a few days before.   A few yards from the top I spotted a larger lizard darting up a tree.  It was a mature male Prairie Lizard with beautiful Blue and Turquoise scales on his belly.   What an amazing adventure I was having meeting so many wonderful creatures of the forest.

I connected again with the Hot Springs Mountain Trail, then to the Honeysuckle and over to the Floral Trail.  As I was leaving the park a Northern Mockingbird with an unusual beak landed on the bush next to me.  It turned, looked me straight in the eye then performed and a series poses.  It was an impressive disiplay to end my day in the  park.

Love to You ALL!  Get out and play everyday!
Love,
Lee


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


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


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

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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


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


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


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


Changing Landscape, USGS Probes and more Falling Ice

Hot Springs National Park Facts: Hot Springs National Park Ranger James Cary was the first National Park Service ranger to be killed in the line of duty. He was shot by bootleggers while patrolling West Mountain on March 12, 1927. (NPS)

I have been wanting to write a poem about my experience in the park, but how could words ever compare to the beauty I see each day.  It is a blessing to be able to share with you my experiences in the here,  thank you for traveling with me.

Side Trip: Last night a comment appeared in my blog from Ralf Montanus (USGS).  He was letting me know the USGS would be uncapping the the springs and installing probes Monday 10:00 am.   Once operational the probes will send information to both a Kiosk in the Fordyce Bath House (NPS tourism headquarters) and the USGS online.  So of course my first stop was photograph one of the team climbing down in to the spring.  It will be amazing to link to the probe data when it’s online and of course take a picture of the new Kiosk.  Thank You Ralf for the head up! Those pictured are USPS Ralf Montanus, The guy in the spring box was Dr. Phil Hays, USGS, on loan to UofA, Fayetteville as a professor, Tim Kresse, Ar Water Science Center Water Quality Specialist, Jonathan Gillip, Hydrologist, and part time Geo-Physical specialist. Ralf notes, “I’ll let you know when they put it on line. I hope to have the 1st one up and recording today then our IT Specialists will have to hook it up to the internet. There are 2 planned. Both will be on line and we’ll have a display in the Fordyce Bath house where the public will see the spring as well as the others, on some kind of display. “

I hiked in at the old entrance steps as the tree that fell two night ago had not been removed from the main entrance.  It was a blessing, I never would have seen Nature’s artistry on the concrete steps if the tree had been cleared form the path.  A delicate filigree pattern that appeared almost as if only a shadow was on each step as climbed up into the park.

Once in the lower level of the park I could hear the ice fall near and distant.  Although many of the lower bushes and trees had begun to shed their icy coatings the larger trees where only just beginning.  There were no small mammals moving about and the birds were less than happy to be on open ground.  I had only seen two squirrels in 3 days as jumping from limb to limb had become risky,ed being on the ground riskier.

The ever adaptable Robins were having breakfast in a frozen tree grabbing ice coated berries. Most of the other birds were flying low under bushes  and pecking the ground for food.  Getting a photo of any of the birds was problematic as the shifting ice kept sending then deeper into the bushes.  If I did not like being pelt with leaf size pieces of ice, it must be brutal for them.  As I watch a Blue Jay darting about looking for cover I caught sight of a female Cardinal in a tree above the rising steam from a hot spring release. She looks contented in her tree top sauna.

As climbed up the Dead Chief  Trail I can see lovely patches of green re-emerging, the melting ice is rejuvenating the forest.  I notice the only sound is the pelting of the ice on the ground and me as I head up the Short Cut Trail. It’s another hail storm and I pick up my pace to get past the larger tree.

As I reach the top I am greeted by a female black throated warbler searching for food and a white throated Sparrow in a near-by tree.  I am grateful to be in the company of these lovely creatures.  Blessed to have them as my neighbors.

I stroll through the now empty picnic area and over to the Pagoda to embrace the view.  As always it was spectacular. I headed down to the Hot Springs Mountain Trail as Robert (see earlier posts) was exiting, he indicates it’s raining ice on the the trail.  Like that would ever stop me :o )

Part way along the Trail I decide to hike down the Gulpha Gorge trail and back round to the Dead chief.  It had been several weeks since I had gone this route, I was curious to see if the impact  of the ice on the south side of Hot Springs Mountain.  The Gulpha Gorge Trail is steep, rugged and rocky with lots of older trees, a feeling of being in a more remote location.  The Dead Chief Trail in comparison has a wide open, new forest feel with vast clearings.

When I reach the Dead Chief at the Gulpha Gorge incline I do not see the same abundance of damage I have witnessed on the other trails.  Yet, I feel great sadness at each broken tree which lays stretched out across the trail, it’s life ended so quickly.  As the winter holds dormant the greenery the forest fungus creates it’s own beautiful flowers in yellow and orange along the trail.  Nature itis a lovely artist weaving color and texture throughout each season.

Once I reach the carriage road I hear bird song and can catch only glimpses of my feathered friends as I make my way out of the park.

Make everyday an Adventure
Much Love,
Lee


Ice, Snow, New Friends and Baxter the Beagle

Hot Springs National Park Facts: The park used to have Bison, Wolves, Elk and Cougars.  As the population of people increased around the park the larger animals left.

You know how to tell it’s icy? When a guy leaving the park is holding the rail and sliding past you on the incline; unable to stop heading for the stairs.  I figured if he made it in to the park so could I LOL, I would worry about how to get out of the park in one piece after my hike.  A little ice and snow makes me a happy hiker.

It was a slippery climb into the park, I hate the paved areas as they always ice up.  To avoid landing on my ass I stick to the grass where possible until I can get to Dead Chief Trail. The Robins were all having breakfast meetings in the Tree Tops as I picked my way around bent Tree.  As I turned to go up to the Carriage Road I saw Robert he had already done an early morning hike and chastised me  for being so late onto the Trails.

As I walked along the Carriage Road to the Dead Chief Trail it was sad to see so many bent trees and bushes.  Even the one that still stood upright made a terrible creak and moan when the wind would blow. I snap a photo of a lovely Fox Sparrow perched in the frozen branches.

The Dead Chief Trail combined with the Short Cut is my Cardio Trail combo which is why I start there most everyday.  They are the toughest inclines from the West side of Hot Springs Mountain.  As I am hiking up the trail I hear a Tufted Titmouse and finally spot him long enough to take a picture.  The view is so lovely hiking up the trails that I loose sight of how far I travel until I am nearly at the top.  As I am on the last part of the Short Cut trail I meet a lovely couple Brittnay and Cody out for the morning and enjoying the snow.

Up the top I head over to the Pagoda and take my daily photo.  The silvery gray cast over everything is in stark contrast to 3 days prior, when the sun was shining so brightly over the valley.  A female Cardinal and a White Throated Sparrow poke their heads out for a brief photo.  So I decide head out on the Hot Springs Mountain trail where I am blessed to see both a Bay Breasted Warbler and a Red Bellied Woodpecker.  It is an obstacle course of bent branches and small trees and I am mindful not to bump any of them so they can spring back when the ice melts.

As I reach the trail head for the first section of the HSMT I decide to take the Gulpha Gorge Trail to Goat Rock.  The hike is beautiful and I can hear elusive Jays in the distance.  I realize as I move to the Goat Rock Trail I am the first traveler on it since the snow fell last night.  The pristine snow is a beautiful site, I hate leaving prints on the trail.  The view from the top of Goat Rock is beautiful, and so different compared to the photos I took of the view of Goat Rock January 25th 2010.

As I finish taking photos I turn to leave and meet the lovely Annie and her trusty companion Baxter.  She too has come to photograph the view.  Baxter appears to be an old trail hand and is enjoying his trip to the Rock.  It’s wonderful seeing so many people and beagles enjoying the park today.

I hike back to the Gulpha Trail via the Goat Rock Trail and back up to the the top of the divide between Hot Spring and North Mountains. On my way up I hear the sound of a Toad and I wonder if he/she knows it’s still winter. Crossing the road I proceed on the Hot Springs Mountain Trail.  I stop to photograph a small bird and am delighted later to learn it is a Winter Wren.  The temperature is dropping as it often does in the divide so I pick up my pace and head back up the top of Hot Springs Mountain and connect with the Peak Trail.

My  hike down the peak Trail is a silvery snowy world of enchantment.  Alone in the shining forest I listen carefully for the sounds of small mammals.  I had not seen in any today, only their lovely paw prints in the snow on every trail.   Nearing the bottom I see a couple I have passed many times on the trail.  I decide to ask if they would like to be in my blog and am so happy when they say yes.  They introduce themselves and I am pleased to meet Linda and Haltom.  When I first started to tackle the double incline of Dead Chief and Short Cut Trails I spoke in passing with Haltom as he was hiking the same stretch.

Back down to the base of the Peak trail and I am greeted by a female Cardinal and a White Throated Sparrow.  I briefly spot a male Cardinal in the distance as I head for the Tufa Terrace Trail.  I take one last look over the lower park before I exit and I hear a noise over my shoulder.  In the tree next to me just above my shoulder is a large squirrel surveying the park as well.  With a look we both turn and head our separate ways.

The ice has melted and I am able to exit the park without skating to the bottom.  It has been a wonderful day out  hiking as always.

Much Love to You All, Lee


The Calm Before the Storm

Hot Springs Facts: The springs are all grouped about the base of the Hot Springs Mountain, with a flow well over a half million gallons a day.

A winter storm is approaching and I want to get into the park early.  I love snow but some are predicting freezing rain others a winter mix.  The skies are dark this morning, but it does not feel ready to rain.  I am out by 9:00 am and quickly head to the park.  The drop in temperatures and impending storm seems to have cleared the park of Cedar Waxwings.  I have great admiration now for the birds that stay here year round, though rain, snow and high winds.  For all their beauty the Waxwings are a bunch of wimps,  even the tiny green warbler was here in the snow.

At the park entrance I hear “Hi Lee” I turn to see Derrick one of the the park’s staff members, I give him the URL for the blog and I am on my way up into the Park.

Birds and squirrels are under the bushes and hiding in the leaves foraging for food.  As I walk into the park the there is only a rustling sound, I miss the bird song.  In the distance I see movement on a rock and it’s chipmunk popping in and out of it’s burrow.  So Far away and so fast I wonder if I manged to get anything with my camera. In the park they are like little red bullets shooting across paths, so fast you wonder if you really even saw one.

As I head down the carriage road I hear a bird singing and I walk silently, as silently as anyone can on gravel and dead leaves toward a nearby tree.  The song halts and as I turn my head I can see a bird in the tree next to me, an Eastern Phoebe is staring at me and not flying away. It graciously allows me to take 2 photos and I am on my way.

The top of the Mountain is quiet again and the view from the Pagoda is less than promising.  The beautiful sunny sky from the day before has bee replaced with dark purple & blue clouds.  The temperature is beginning to drop so I head out on the Hot Springs Mountain Trail to make my way round the mountain.  The trail is empty and I have not seen anyone since I began my hike.

At the trail head is a green NPS (National Park Service) tractor prepping the trail for the impending storm.  As I cross Hot Springs Mountain Road I see a car with the friendliest blond in the back wagging her tail. Charles Meade lowers his window to let me know that’s his girlfriend, she is perfect because she doesn’t shop. I laughed at his criteria for the perfect girlfriend. He said he had seen me hiking and when they were out on the trails next time I could add them to my blog. I continued my hike but had to moved over to the side and let a jogger pass me.

I spotted another heart shaped moss and this one held a clue as to how they are formed.  It appears when two clusters form near each other they merge into a sort of heart shape.  These are all found in the same area as little ice ornaments I discovered when the temperatures dropped in December of 2009.  This section of the Valley between Hot Springs and North Mountain has artistic talent.  The temperature is falling and as I pull on my gloves the jogger passes me again.  I am definitely seeing the park in the slow lane.

I continue till I reach the path junction and switch over to the Honeysuckle Trail, my personal favorite.  Want to know why?  See  Wrong Path Best Adventure and look at the photos the clue is there. I love the hike home on this trail it has wonderful scenery, beautiful (treacherous) loose rocks on the trail and second hike up to exit the park.  When I reach the junction with the Peak Trail I decide to hike back to the top to see if any large birds are perched along the way.  I see a Red Bellied Woodpecker and what I think might be a Falcon.  If you look at the images and can identify my mystery bird I would appreciate info in the comment box. Yes the two photos are cryptic at best.

I hiked back down the Peak to the Tufa Trail across the Promenade and out the park’s main entrance and back home.

Thank You for joining me on this adventure.
Much Love, Lee

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Snow Day in the National Park

I had the park to myself YEAH! The cold weather had kept people away for the past week but I Love it!  So beautiful and peaceful.  I headed up the Dead Chief Trail, then to the Short Cut Trail. At the top I hit the Hot Springs Mountain Trail connected to the Honeysuckle Trail, the Peak Trail, to the Terrace and Home.

The Dead Chief was spectacular the red berry bushes (not sure what they are)  mixed with the snow were a splendid winter holiday scene. The Eastern Phoebe was nestled in a tree as the snow fell around us.  Up on the Short Cut Trail the “Grave Yard” my name for the stone laden hillside had an eerie feel. While up top the Cardinals were playing and they looked amazing against the white snow.


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