view of boston
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This is a view NNE in the vicinity of Rattlesnake Hill along the Skyline Trail. That's Boston off to the right.
This is a view NNE in the vicinity of Rattlesnake Hill along the Skyline Trail. That's Boston off to the right.
For a change, I did a hike at Blue Hills Reservation today. It was cooler than yesterday, and I only spent about 2 hours on the trails.
From the DeCordova I hiked over to Walden. The round trip hike took about three hours.
The weather was abnormally warm, so I hiked in my shirtsleeves. That was nice. However, the rain had made the leaves slick and I hiked more slowly than usual. Despite the caution, I did wind up landing on my butt just once.
Towards the end of the hike I got a weird stabbing cramp at the top of my right foot. It went away and came back again. What's that about??
Here's another look at Jim Dine's Two Big Black Hearts, creepy as ever. Chakaia Booker's "No More Milk and Cookies" and "The Conversationalist" are in the background. I kinda like those.
I did another hike starting from the DeCordova today. Had to go take another look at Butterfly Effect. I like the look of the concrete as it starts to dry out.
This was taken near Crow Hill Ledges, yesterday.
The sky was nice and clear, but it was a bit too chilly and windy for my liking.
I hiked for 3 h 10 min along the Midstate Trail, yesterday. I did a section along Crow Hill Ledges to Redemption Rock. The trail was unusually busy. I passed 4 or 5 small groups of people.
I stopped to visit the shrine on the way. Someone has left a couple of pumpkins at the site, giving it a festive look.
Listening Stone is not one of my favorites, but yesterday I found it weirdly mesmerizing. The bright red autumn colors are in stark contrast to the stone, which makes this view more interesting to me.
I went for a hike yesterday in Lincoln Woods, starting at the DeCordova. I was very lucky to catch the artist Rick Brown rearranging his sculpture "Butterfly Effect"! At least, I think that's Rick Brown doing the rearranging. Since he was busy I didn't want to interrupt the process by asking him to be sure.
I also went to a church fair yesterday, and scored these Halloween cupcakes. They must have been homemade... they were delicious!
Yesterday, I did a short hike through Lincoln Woods. I took the trail that passes to one side of the DeCordova Museum and Sculpture Park. I like these "Two Big Black Hearts" by Jim Dine, even though they are kind of creepy.
I think this was looking SE, but I could be all wrong!
The climb to Gilbert Lookout is pretty steep near the peak, and it's not well marked, but it's well worth the effort. The view is glorious. Plus there's this very cool marker. I would recommend against trying the climb in wet weather, however.
This is a view from the top of Bromley, where you meet up with the Appalachian Trail. There's a tower you can climb to get a great view, and a ski lift up here, too.
I managed to get in a fall vacation to Vermont a few weeks ago. The weather was nearly perfect, and the foliage was just about at peak.
I live about two miles from work, so the walk is not difficult, but it is time consuming. When walking, my daily commute time goes from 20 minutes to one hour. However, walking is a good stress reliever. In contrast, driving increases stress levels.
It has been difficult convincing myself to add an additional 40 minutes of commute time to my day, when I have little enough time already. However, I can afford to do this once in a while – 30 days over the next year certainly seems possible.
Today was Day 1. I did the route faster than expected, at a pace of about 4 mph.
I wanted to like The Handmaid’s Tale. Unfortunately, I found it ferociously boring. I suspect that Atwood was trying to relay the incredible boredom that comes with oppression, but she did it too well.
The protagonist is extremely weak, so much so that I didn’t care about her, or become absorbed in her story. Stuff just happens to her. In fact the only thing she initiates involves a silly and unbelievable “love story” which is tacked on near the end. I suppose the love story may be an ironic commentary; presumably the protagonist has some form of Stockholm syndrome.
I suppose some might argue that she was strong, because she was a survivor. That might be my perspective if this were a real, living person. But this is fiction, and I want more from my fictional characters than what was given here.
I’ve been trying to read more about this book, to discover if there’s any underlying meaning or symbolism that I’m missing… so far, zilch. It is what it is.
While tramping around Lincoln woods, I noticed that a number of trees had a little pile of foam down at the bottom of their trunks. The lump of foam in this photo was about the size of my fist. I noticed some foam seemed to be running down the tree bark, in a thin layer, as well. It literally looks like soap foam. You might speculate that someone went through the woods tossing soap on the trees, after all, people do the craziest things... However, here are my top ideas for what produced the foam:
1) It's something produced by the tree itself, possibly in defense against an insect.
2) It's produced by a tree frog.
3) It's produced by some insect.
4) It's produced by alien invaders, and we'll all soon be assimilated. Or get our brains eaten.
In any case, this requires further investigation! BTW, I did not poke, prod, or otherwise disturb the foam. I know that if I did so, the alien would leap out of the foam and eat through my abdomen in a heartbeat.
[Close, but no cigar. Turns out the most likely candidate is slime flux, also known as wetwood.]
Yesterday was a big driving day. I spent 7 hours in the car in order to attend a family get-together. The get-together was fun. The driving - not so much.
As if the universe were colluding against me, it rained pretty much all day long today. I am not averse to hiking in the rain, but I felt worn out from yesterday's drive. So I only did about 1.5 hours in Lincoln Woods. This is a nice view of the trail running off into the mist, near the DeCordova Museum.
Thoreau’s Walden is a classic, no doubt about it, and worth reading twice. The best chapters are the first and last, “Economy” and the “Conclusion”, in which he exhorts us to spend as much time as we can doing what we want, and not what others expect of us. If life is too costly, just stop spending money and go live in the woods, he says. And that’s what he did.
However, he did cheat a little in doing this himself. He went to live on a friend’s land. Back in the 1800’s, how many poor people had friends who would let them squat on their property? How many people today could do this? I think it’s easier said than done.
Further, he completely ignores the fact that many people have health issues which are quite costly to treat. He himself suffered from tuberculosis, and died at the early age of 44. Would he have lived longer if he had had more money to spend on treatment? Perhaps money was not an issue for him, since a successful treatment for tuberculosis had not been developed in his lifetime. But it was for many others with treatable diseases, and continues to be today.
These are the main flaws that I see in Thoreau’s arguments to live simply – they are unrealistic in some respects. I give the book four stars because of these problems, and also because it’s overly lengthy and could have used a strong editorial hand in trimming some of the last chapters, which got rather boring. Despite all that, I still find his views very appealing. And now that I live close to Walden Pond, the book is made richer than it was for me originally, because I can “put a face to the name” of local features like Lincoln Woods and Flint’s Pond, and towns like Fitchburg.
It is remarkable what a value is still put upon wood even in this age and in this new country, a value more permanent and universal than that of gold…. In this town the price of wood rises almost steadily, and the only question is, how much higher it is to be this year than it was the last.
I’m still slogging through Walden; the last few chapters strike me as downright dull!
I was lucky to notice this small snake along the trail. It kept very still, and I might have easily missed it. It was very small, taking up no more space than my outspread hand.
I have not been able to identify it. My best guess is that it is a juvenile something. Possibly a juvenile northern water snake or a juvenile black racer.
I did about 11 miles on the Midstate Trail today, covering the region from Sampson's Pebble to Paxton Road roundtrip in about 4 hours, for a pace of about 2.7 mph.
I don't much like this section of trail because the trails are wide and converge with trails that seem intended for motorized vehicles. Today, however, I didn't run into that kind of traffic. And there are some nice views. The area around Browning Pond is beautiful.
I saw this milkweed plant closer to Paxton Road.
For me, the high point of the Garlic and Arts festival was the duck herding demo. One of the little runner ducks in this photo wound up missing some tail feathers when the collie became overenthusiastic. Poor duckie!
This is some of the good food that I sampled at the Garlic and Arts festival. Delicious pulled pork sandwich with BBQ sauce, garlic baked beans, and homemade rootbeer. Incredibly good!
There were some fun demos at the North Quabbin Garlic and Arts festival. I like watching capoeira dancers, and these people were pretty good! (Seeing them reminded me that I've made no progress towards my goal of doing a headstand - even a handstand would be something!)
I went to the North Quabbin Garlic and Arts festival, today. I had no idea there were so many kinds of garlic...
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click photo to enlarge ...After UNPLUGGING the monitor and removing the stand and the 4 obvious screws in the back, turn the monitor onto its back and placing your palms against one side of the monitor, and using your FINGER TIPS, gently pull back the plastic lip away from the LCD screen. Move along the lip, doing this a little bit at a time...This gave me the idea of attacking from the front.
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This is a large glacial erratic. My backpack to the right gives some sense of scale.
I've come across a lot of newts along the Midstate Trail this year, presumably due to all the precipitation we've had. These two were hanging out together, until I tried to photograph them using my cell phone camera (hence the blur), at which point they raced away as fast as they could (which was not fast at all).
The rain yesterday produced some flooding along the trail. I could manage in most cases, but there was one spot where a stream had flooded the trail and I decided it was safest to remove my hiking boots and cross barefoot. This was actually quite fun!
My trek today took me past the midpoint of the Midstate Trail. I've done over half the trail this summer, but I don't expect to finish it this year.
I hiked the Midstate Trail from Hwy 122 to Sampson's Pebble and back today. That's 9.36 miles in 3.5 h for a pace of 2.7 mph! Soon after passing the shelter and pipe spring, you come to this peaceful view of Long Pond.
This would be a very nice trail section if it weren't for the numerous dirt roads intersecting the trail. It puts you too close to motorized traffic, which I dislike. I crossed paths with an ATV and a dirt bike rider. I planned on a longer hike, but I finally turned back because the dirt bike rider was constantly riding up and down the area where I was hiking, making my hike turn into an unpleasant experience.
I hiked a section of the Mohawk Trail on Labor Day (last Monday). I started at Ford Hill Rd and went to Rt 7, a total of 7.1 miles in 3 h 50 min, for a somewhat pathetic pace of 1.9 mph.
Most of the hike was pretty mild, but going up to the summit of Lookout Point was a little brutal since I didn't bring enough water. There's a nice view at the top. That's Lime Rock race track in the distance. I could hear the roar of the racing cars in the distance.
This section of the Mohawk has some very beautiful views, including a pretty waterfall at Dean Ravine. Unfortunately, I forgot my digital camera and only had my cell phone to take photos!
Today, I went hiking as well, but only for about two hours. I didn't bring my camera since rain was predicted. It was a gloomy, dark day, and it did start to rain a bit after I had been out for about an hour. Fortunately I didn't get completely soaked.
This bench is found along the Midstate Trail, on Audubon property, a bit north of Rt 62 in Princeton. Such nice clean lines! I like it a lot more than the memorial benches south of Barre Falls dam. For one thing, this wooden bench doesn't get nearly as hot as those granite (?) benches. And having a back rest really helps the tired hiker.
This is a view to the east from the summit of Wachusett, if I recall correctly.
The "problem" with Wachusett is that you can pay a $2 fee to get in and drive to the top, where there's plenty of parking. (That's exactly what I did today.) This is a problem because the summit is far from peaceful. The two times I've been there, it's crowded with people. Motorcyclists, radio hobbyists, casual hikers, bicyclists. (I admit, the radio hobbyists are kind of fun). Not that there's anything wrong with that - I just don't like the crowds, and although I'd like to linger, taking in the views, I have always headed off as quickly as possible.
There are a couple of USGS markers up at the summit, according to NOAA. I took a quick look around today, but couldn't find them, and I just didn't feel like doing a thorough search with all the people around. I'll have to come back some other day.
Today's hike: 3.5 h | 8.6 mi | 2.4 mph
I parked at the top of Wachusett Mountain, and hiked down to Rt 62 in Princeton, to close the gap that I still had not hiked in the northern part of the Midstate Trail.
There's a little pond at the summit of Wachusett, and a sign in front of it warning the visitor to not drop anything into the pond, so as to keep it pristine and so on. When I walked over to the edge, I saw a pretty impressive school of tiny goldfish in the pond, so I'm guessing "pristine" is over.