National Treasure #156: Dempster Highway

Sign marking southern start of Dempster Highway.

All photos courtesy of John L. Whitman

I’ve never driven the 736-km Dempster Highway, but I know someone who has.

The Dempster Highway, also referred to as Yukon Highway 5 and Northwest Territories Highway 8, is a highway in Canada that connects the Klondike Highway in Yukon to Inuvik, Northwest Territories on the Mackenzie River delta. – Wikipedia

Much of the highway follows an old dog sled trail and the highway gets its name from Royal Canadian Mounted Police Inspector William John Duncan Dempster, who, as a young constable, frequently ran this dog sled trail from Dawson City to Fort McPherson NT. – Wikipedia

I’m familiar with highways built on top of logging roads, but a dog sled trail? All right, then. The Dempster goes back a ways, but the highway as we know it today officially opened on 18 August 1979, making it 38 years old today. Officially. It’s Canada’s only all-weather road that crosses the Arctic Circle and it’s gravel. On gravel. Continue reading

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Yellow Daisies, Yellowstone National Park WY

Our travels this summer took us to Yellowstone National Park – a first for the Big Guy, a first for me since I was about 10. We went to see geysers, but as we drove through the foothills we hit meadows of wildflowers in bloom.

Completely unexpected; completely gorgeous.

As always, I alternated between going for the big picture . . .

Field of yellow daisies amid green grass.

. . . and being satisfied with just one.

Sunlit yellow daisy in close-up.

Between being happy when the wind stopped blowing . . .

Yellow daisies on hillside, backed by black spruce.

. . . and being happy when I managed to capture some sense of motion.

Patch of yellow daisies and grasses, blowing in the wind.

And sometimes, well, I just had the feeling they were trying to tell me something.

Singletone yellow daisy, seeming to gesture with one leaf.

Psst! He went thatta way!

 

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Mid-Week Movie #1: Loon and Fisshy

This post introduces a new personal challenge.

Background

The Big Guy says he learned to fly an airplane partly because of all those people over the centuries who yearned to fly, before we could. Now that we can, how could he waste the opportunity?

I can easily pass on learning to fly, but I get the point. I love movies – even short ones. Now that digital cameras and software let us make movies relatively easily, how can I waste the opportunity?

So I’m going to try to post a weekly movie – a super-short video on something – to learn by doing: both the technical and the creative aspects. Continue reading

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Black-eyed Susans, Ottawa ON

I don’t know if Black-eyed Susans are the perfect perennial, but they’re productive and striking, both singly . . .

Sincle Black-eyed Susan in close-up.

And in a bunch . . .

Cluster of Black-eyed Susans, all yellow and green.

Sometimes, though, I find someone looking back at me.

Honeybee dusted with pollen on top of Black-eyed Susan

 

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Dragonfly, Ottawa ON

Viewed through the window, the backyard was aswarm with birds:

  • Robin
  • Starling
  • Chickadee
  • Cardinal
  • Chipping sparrow
  • American redstart

But when I went outside, this was the only guy who wanted his picture taken, and even he was too skittish to let me take a standard portrait. I moved from behind to beside him, but when I got round to his front, he took off. Maybe I looked like a bird.

 

Dragonfly resting on leaf.

Side view of dragonfly resting on a leaf.

 

 

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Clark’s Lookout, MN

I don’t remember when I first heard of Lewis and Clark, but I have a clear memory of their expotition from my first trip to Astoria – Dismal Nitch and all – before the turn of the millennium. Astoria was one end of their great out-and-back trek. I’ve also been to Harper’s Ferry – at the confluence of the Potomac and Shenandoah Rivers – where they received their weaponry, and through St. Louis, where they launched the Corps of Discovery Expedition. Having been to those defining points, I have some sense of connection with these guys. Continue reading

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The Although-Comma

Although, many of his photos are geological . . .
Wikipedia entry on John Tuzo Wilson
(pre-edited version)

“Although what?” I wonder. Is this an incomplete segue from the previous sentence? A glance back confirms my impression: No.

I think I know what’s happening here, but I scan ahead to be sure.

Although, many of his photos are geological — details of rocks and their structures or panoramas of large formations — the bulk of his photos are of the places, activities, and people that he saw on his travels.

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Fungus, Lake Clear ON

Decomposing the deadwood of conifers across North America,
Gloeophyllum sepiarium is fairly easily recognized.
Mushroom Expert

More easily recognized than pronounced or spelled, I’m thinking. If only there were a common name.

Gloeophyllum sepiarium (Rusty gilled polypore)
is a wood decay fungus that causes a brown rot.
Wiki

Ah ha! The trusty rusty-gilled polypore. Why didn’t they say so?

Yellow, orange, and brown fungus on a conifer stump.

Fungus amongus.

 

 

 

 

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National Treasure #155: John Tuzo Wilson

Welcome to post #777. Just sayin’.

With a geophysicist for a father, I heard relatively early about John Tuzo Wilson, who was the first person to graduate from a Canadian university in geophysical studies. In our house we sometimes simply called him Tuzo, but we never referred to him as Jock, leaving that familiarity to his intimates. Continue reading

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