Celebrating the Fourth of July

Sorry that this is a little late in getting posted but we have been on the road.  We went east after this camping trip.

The third of July found us heading for the mountains where it was cooler.  It had been in the nineties.  Unfortunately, T wasn't able to go with us because of a summer job that he now has.  We went south of Missoula, Mt. up along the Wise River and into the mountains.  Our camp was at just over 7700 feet.  The flowers were in full bloom.  We saw this beautiful meadow a few yards from our camp site the first evening.  We were going to get back and take a picture of it lit up but never got back to camp early enough.

On the Fourth we went south to the old deserted, partly restored, mining town of Bannack.  At one time it had a population of around ten thousand.  We toured the town and went into the buildings.  This town had a thriving community and even was trying to become the seat for the county.

One of Montana's notorious outlaws, Henry Plummer, and his gang were here.  He got himself elected sheriff, and therefore had no fear of the law.  If someone had gold accumulated or if there was a load going out, they would intercept it, leaving no witnesses.  One of his gang, Club Foot George, was recognized as being involved in a hold-up.  They also did their work in Virginia City.  A vigilantly group was formed, they were rounded up, and then hung.  Plummer and his two deputies were hung from the rafters at the back of a saloon.

This was the court house.  The hanging gallows are at the start of the hills between it and the building to the right.

Most of the old mill is still standing.  Part of it burnt back in around 1972 and the mill was then shut down.  This truck took us up to the mill where we received a guided tour and learned about the mining in that area.

 

 The second day we went into Butte.  We went to the college museum.  They have displayed an old mining town that you can walk around in.  There was also some minerals on display as well as a doll house collection.

One of B's memories is going to Butte to do Christmas shopping.  Lunch was 'pasties' at the Woolworth's lunch counter.  So we asked where we now could get pasties and they told us to go to Joe's Pasties shop, which we did, and we all had one for lunch.  

Another thing that B remembered was Columbia Gardens, an amusement park.  It is part of an open pit mine now.  The waitress heard us talking about the swings they had there and said that they were now in a park not very far away.  So after lunch we went to the park to play on the merry-go-round and to swing.  They are called horse swings.

We took the trolley tour around Butte which made a stop by the Berkley Pitt Mine.  It is now filling with water, about a foot a month.  They are claiming copper out of the water and still making money.  They are set up to clean the water once they have to start dumping it into the streams, which will be in a few more years.                                                        

 This is a building across the water from where we were standing.  You can see how large this pit is as you spot the building in the next picture.  It is just left of center and appears as a white speck.  Looking at the ground colorization helps to find it.

 

The last morning we went to Crystal Park, not far from where we were camping.  Sorry I didn't get any pictures.  The area is full of quartz crystals.  Most are small pieces.  The area has really been dug up, but you can find a few small crystals.  

Then we broke camp and said our goodbyes.  L, B, and the kids went home and we headed east to our next adventure. 

Month of June

June comes and not only is it the start of summer, it is also the end of school.  We got to attend Tasker's preschool graduation,

 We also got to celebrate his sixth birthday with him.

Since school is out, it means that it is the start of SUMMER VACATION.

Three down, one to go!  (The far right knee just got it's band aide off.)

Spring Fun

 It has been some time since I posted, and thought maybe I should let others know what we have been doing.

Since the last post, we went to Yakima, WA.  In the thirty years that we lived there, I never saw as many things in bloom all at once as this year.  There was warm weather for a couple weeks in March and everything then started popping.  It was beautiful.  Sorry, no pictures as my camera had died and I didn't get it replaced until just before we left.

 In may we moved from Washington to Montana so that we could spoil some of our Grand kids.  Our youngest Grandson is growing up.

 Their big brother had a Lacrosse tournament in Bozeman.  While waiting for his game to start and in between games, we went to the "Museum of the Rockies" on the MSU campus.  Kids always love the dinosaur part of the museum.  They have a large one.

Number 16 is our oldest grandchild.  This is his first year playing lacrosse.  They won their first game but lost the second.  They ended up with third place in the tournament.  This was the first time that we have ever watched the game.  It is very fast paced.  It is closer to hockey but still very different.  He said that it is really a lot of fun to play.

Little Trip, Day Three

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 On the third day we went to Ash Meadows.  This is an area over 23,000 acres of spring-fed wetlands and alkaline desert uplands.  Looking out across the area, one would not expect to find springs, except for the occasional taller, green trees.

Over 100 miles to the northeast, water enters a vast underground aquifer system.  This water, also known as fossil water, takes thousands of years to move through the ground.  A geologic fault acts as an underground dam partially blocking the flow of water and forcing it to the surface into over 50 seeps and springs.  Over 10,000 gallons per minute flow year round, most from which come from seven major springs.  They determined the origin of the water by analyzing it's contents and then the surrounding areas.

The first place we stopped was where the home of Jack Longstreet stood.  (Remember the name of the casino where we stayed?)  He was a loner, hired gun, and raised race horses.  They have reconstructed his home, which he built into the mouth of a small cave from which spring water ran.  In this area there are several mounds of white, rough rock.  It is formed when the wind blows the dust which sticks on the wet surface and keeps building up.  Eventually, it blocks the springs which then finds a new channel.  The spring ran through part of his home, giving him fresh water and a place to store his perishables.  It is now a few yards from his home.  These are pictures of it.

 

The water is very clear and has a blue cast.  The white area is where the water is coming out.  In the next picture, you can see the sediment swirling. 

 

 This next spring had a deeper hole in the center from which the water was flowing.  It is at the bottom of the white sediment.

The most common tree on the refuge is screwbean mesquite.  Native people cured the pods and ground them into flour.  This is one of the trees without it's leaves.

 This is what the bean looks like.  They ground the whole thing.

 There are lots of mistletoe growing in the trees also.


There aren't any leaves on the mistletoe yet either, but there are still some berries.  The birds eat the berries, then deposit the seeds on the branches, and start the process over again.

 There are several patches like this on the ground.  It is the salt/borax that has dissolved in the water, which then evaporated and left borax cotton.









We saw several black tailed jackrabbits and several of these guys sunning themselves on the boardwalks.

 In one of the spring areas there was lots of shoots that the Indians used for their arrows.  They grow about five or six feet tall and are very straight and light weight.  While we were looking at it, all of a sudden something small flew towards Bob.  He had on a gray shirt.  He flinched and waved his arms and it flew back down the boardwalk.  It kept going back and forth and we realized that it was a bat.  It kept going towards him and he would wave his arms, so it would leave.  Finally, he just stood still to see what it would do.  It landed on his shirt pocket for about ten seconds and then took off again.  It was light brown, fuzzy, and about three inches long.  We couldn't believe that it was out in the sunlight.

Another spring in what they call Devils Hole.  It is at the base of this hill.

It is fenced to keep you from falling in and also because it is being studied.  They have monitors set up to watch the water level.  They have noted tsunamis in the water when there have been earthquakes as far away as Japan, Indonesia and Chile having caused the water to 'slosh' in Devils Hole like water in a bathtub.  It, along with the other springs, are home to endangered pupfish.

 

 This is dessert holly.  It curls like regular holy but it doesn't have spines on the end, at least this one didn't.  I didn't see any berries on it.








This last spring was call King's Pool at Point of Rocks.  It was in this area that Bob met his new friend.  It was easier to see the Amargosa Pupfish at this place than at any of the other springs.  At breeding time the males turn blue.  I took several pictures and this was about the clearest.  They lay their eggs and live on shallow shelves at the edges of the pools.  They can live in water as warm as 93 degrees F and in as little as one inch of water.

This is the only place these fish are found and they believe they are left from the dinosaur times.  They are only about an inch long.

Down stream from the pool we saw endangered Ash Meadows speckled dace fish which are about four inches long and live in fast and cooler streams.

This was another interesting area and we are very glad that our friends told us about this place also.  It certainly is not something we would expect to find in the dessert.

Little Trip, Day Two

I will start by saying that I am sorry for how long this is.

On the second day of our little trip, we saw lots of very  small flowers starting to bloom.  The little rain we had a week before our trip may have helped a little.  Of course, it is getting to be that time of year.

 

 

Some of the bushes were just starting to  blossom.

 You may have noticed that there was mostly rocks and sand on the ground.  You might also have noticed the varied colors of the rocks.  We also came across a small lake.

Do you have any ideas yet where we went on the second day?

As we started entering the area, we couldn't help but notice how the ground seemed to flow downward.

We also noticed the varied colors on the surrounding hills.

This might give you a clue as to where we were.  Note the Elevation.

 

Yes, we were in Death Valley.  Yes, the plants were blooming there and yes, there was some water in the lake bed.

This is while we are driving along the shore of the old lake.  Towards the southern end and looking across at a hillside,  we could see the shore line marks left as the water lowered.

Before we got down to the bottom, we stopped at what had been a stamp mill for a gold mine located in the hills behind the building.  This was one of the buildings that was left standing.  The walls appeared to have been made out of the local materials; probably  adobe.  The rocks in the walls were about like what was lying on the ground.

 

This rock, composed of many layers and colors, is an example of the hills.  The geology is very interesting.

This is what most of the lake looked like.  That is salt/borax.

Just another one of the old lake.

 

 
This is another area that we came across while driving along the bottom shore line.  The different layers of minerals, etc., makes it very pretty.

Bob hiked up a ways so that it can be seen how the washes form.  It would be something to see when the water is running, but I wouldn't want to be below.  Do you see him, white, in about the middle of the picture?

 
Here is a close up.

We saw the sign for Natural Bridge and decided to drive up to it.  Then we hiked.

This is from above looking back down.

 This is where mud started to run down the side but then evaporated.

This is looking back up the canyon we hiked up.

Our next detour was Artist Drive which goes to Artist Palette.  It isn't hard to see why it got this name.

We stopped at the old site of the Harmony Borax Works.  They scooped the borax off the surface of the ground and then processed it here before hauling it out of the valley by mule team to the rail head, over one hundred miles away.  They only operated for about five years.  They used two wagons for the borax and the tank for water.

 Our last stop was at the Mesquite Flat Sand Dunes.  They are only in this one area.

 As the sand dunes approach, they eventually cut off the water supply to the mesquite trees and they die.

 Some people hike out onto the dunes.  I found some other hikers, or their tracks.  I think maybe kangaroo rat or mouse and lizard, but I'm not sure about either.  Because of the light, the tracks look raised but they were indented.

 

This is where both sets of tracks lead to.

It was a long but special day, seeing all the wonderful things the Lord has given us.  This was as we were leaving the Furnace Creek entrance.