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Monday, June 28, 2010
Finally Free
After a VERY long winter with lots of late spring snow and cold temperatures, the rivers are finally opening up! This was the scene today at High Falls of the Pigeon River in Grand Portage State Park. The ice on the river has completely opened up over the past few days and the river is raging! With plenty of snow cover still on the ground up around the headwaters of the river, the water level should stay high for quite some time. This has got to be one of the latest ice-out dates on record.
Below: Iceberg stuck in the Pigeon River
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Leaning Tree
Here's a discovery from one of our recent fall color outings... I'm always on the lookout for interesting and uniquely shaped trees with the idea in mind of photographing them silhouetted against the night sky. I think this one could work quite well in that respect. I got lucky with the clouds in this shot, as I spotted the tree while driving down a Cook County backroad and only had a few moments to stop and photograph it. This tree is still living, as it did have a few leaves on it, but I don't think it's going to live very much longer. It seems to be on its way out :-(
Friday, June 25, 2010
Chasing Elusive Ancestors :: The Hazlett-Dunfee Connection
According to her gravestone, Elizabeth was 86 years old when she died on March 3, 1848 which indicates that she was born about 1762. The date of birth of Jonathan, based on his age given on his gravestone, calculates to August 15, 1771. So, if this information is correct, then Elizabeth was about nine years older than Jonathan. Somewhat unusual, to be sure.
The gravestone of Sophia Elizabeth Hazlett Dunfee in Evergreen Cemetery, Whitley County, Indiana shows that she died March 13, 1864 aged 69y 10m 3d, which calculates to a date of birth of May 10, 1794. If Elizabeth, wife of Jonathan, is the mother of Sophia then Elizabeth would have been about 32 years old when Sophia was born, not unreasonable. Jonathan would have been not quite 23 years of age. Rather unusual to have that age difference. So, I have my doubts that Elizabeth is the natural/birth mother of Sophia. A more likely scenario is that Sophia's mother died and Jonathan later married Elizabeth.
And how do I know that Jonathan is her father? I don't know for sure that he is. But my “gut feeling” tells me it is so. This is what we do know:
Sophia Elizabeth Hazlett was the wife of James Dunfee, born about 1788. The 1850 and 1860 census records show that they were both born in Pennsylvania. The 1880 census records for five of their children living at the time also show that their parents were born in Pennsylvania. The one exception is the youngest daughter – the 1880 and 1900 census records for her both show that her father was born in Pennsylvania and her mother was born in Maryland.
Biographies of three children and two grandchildren were published in local county history books. These provided clues as to where James and Sophia were born, in most cases corroborating the information from the census records.
- A biography of William H. Dunfee states that he was born in Adams County, Penn., April 10, 1822, and came with his parents to Ohio in 1831. (Counties of Whitley and Noble, Indiana Historical and Biographical; Goodspeed, 1882 p280) His date and place of birth is the same in his obituary.
- In a biography of Jonathan S. Dunfee it states that he is a son of James and Sophie (Hazlett) Dunfee, the former a native of Pennsylvania and the latter of Kentucky. Jonathan was born in Adams County, Pennsylvania on June 9, 1826... being one of thirteen children... he was taken to Wayne County, Ohio when but five years of age. (Counties of Whitley and Noble, Indiana Historical and Biographical; Goodspeed, 1882 p394)
- A biography of Frank E. Lovett states that his father, James Hanson “married Mary, daughter of James and Sophia (Hazelete) Dunnfee, who were of Scotch descent, and came from Pennsylvania to Ohio in 1830. Mary (Dunnfee) Lovett was born March 19, 1816 in Adams County, Penn., and came to Ohio with her parents. James Dunnfee was born in North Carolina in 1786, and died at the age of seventy-six years; his parents came from Ireland. Sophia (Hazelett) Dunnfee was born in Pennsylvania, her parents having been driven from Scotland during the religious persecutions.” (Commemorative Biographical Record of Wayne and Holmes Counties, Ohio; Beers, 1889, p641)
- The biography of David McNabb states that he “was married Oct. 18, 1842 to Sophie Dunfee, a daughter of James and Sophie (Hazlett) Dunfee, who moved from Adams County, Pa., to Ohio in 1833.” (History of Dekalb County, Indiana Vol 2, Interstate, 1885, p577-578)
- A biography of Warren McNabb, son of David and Sophia (Dunfee) McNabb, states that Sophia was “the daughter of James and Sophia (Hazlett) Dunfee, who removed from Adams county, Pennsylvania, to Ohio in 1833.” (History of Dekalb County, Indiana; Bowen, 1914, p422)
Another clue resided in the family coffers – the files of my grandmother Hazlette Brubaker Phend (named after her Aunt Hazlette who was named after her great-grandmother, Sophia Hazlett Dunfee) – in the form of a letter written on March 16th 1849. Although signed “James and Sophia E. Dunfee” it was clearly written by Sophia (in Lakeville, Holmes County, Ohio) to their son William H. Dunfee and his wife Catharine in Columbia City, Indiana. The letter gives a brief statement regarding the health and well-being of various members of the family. From that letter we learn that William's baby is the 21st grandchild of James and Sophia. Family members mentioned were Lucy, Sarah, father, George, Henry, Mary, Aunt, your father, Jonathan and Marye An, and Oliver Quick.
I think that “father” is Sophia's father (thus still living in 1849) and that “your father” is William's father James, thus Sophia's husband. Oliver Quick was a brother of Marye An who was the wife of Jonathan.
No where in all of this do we derive a clue as to the name of the parents of Sophia Hazlett or James Dunfee.
However, a tantalizing clue for James' parents comes from the gravestone of “Catherine Dau. of G. & M. Dunfee” found in a heap with other gravestones in Evergreen Cemetery – the same cemetery in which James and Sophia are buried in Whitley County, Indiana. Thankfully, a local researcher had transcribed the stones in the cemetery many years ago and from that publication we learn that Catherine Dunfee died July 27, 1851 aged 57y 9m and that she was buried in the same row, next to James and Sophia. Catherine's date of birth calculates to October 27, 1793. James Dunfee was born about 1788. Is Catherine a sister of James? And who are G. & M. Dunfee?
A pile of gravestones in Evergreen Cemetery, Whitley County, Indiana. The marker for Sophia Dunfee was intact and can be seen behind that of Catharine Dau. of G. & M. Dunfee. Photo taken in November 1985.
To be continued....
Where's Waldo?
Every kid has played that game I suspect.
I spent just over half a decade to the exclusion ofeverything including climbing, physically tracking down and findingmen and their financial fortunes. The thrill of the chase,finding afugitiveand where he had hid his moneywas as much sport as soloing 5.11 cracks and steep ice.
I'm thinking this is a guy likely guilty of something ;)
A long over due bar bill at the Fairview maybe?
Finding aBrit from the '80s, SimonMcCartney, should be easy by comparison. Easy because wehad some things incommon.
"Six degrees of separation is the theory that everyone and everything is six or fewer steps away, by way of introduction, from any other person in the world."
Well that was mythought process anyway while on a 18hr non stopdrivewith Jack Roberts.Simon McCartney had been Jack's partner on two amazingly difficult and dangerous Alaskan climbs from the late '70s and early '80s era.
I met Jack later in life. Still a wild man on any sort of terrain even with totally trashed and painful feet. He was good at his chosen craft. But when he and Simon climbed the Timeless Face on Huntington, they were my climbing heros. And at least to me, much larger than life.
Roberts and McCartney? Hell even their names made them sound like rock stars!
Quoting tea bags, Aldous Huxleyand suffering seemedas natural ascold hardice to them. Or so it seemed by the trip reports.
Anyone who climbed seriously at the time will never forget Tobin Sorenson's, "Witlessly Bold, Heroically Dull" in CLIMBING magazine .Thestory ofJack's and Tobin's climb on the GCC,Mt. Kitchener, in the dark of winter."Cold had already taken our light. It had taken our strength andit was trying to take our lives". Grim stuff indeed from a guy known to do some pretty hard climbing on the "edge".
Gave rein to wrath and drown'd them in the Flood.
Teeming again, repeopled Tellus bore
The lubber Hero and the Man of War;
Huge towers of Brawn, topp'd with an empty Skull,
Witlessly bold, heroically dull.
Long ages pass'd and Man grown more refin'd,
Slighter in muscle but of vaster Mind,
Smiled at his grandsire's broadsword, bow and bill,
And learn'd to wield the Pencil and the Quill.
The glowing canvas and the written page
Immortaliz'd his name from age to age,
His name emblazon'd on Fame's temple wall;
For Art grew great as Humankind grew small.
Thus man's long progress step by step we trace;
The Giant dies, the hero takes his place;
The Giant vile, the dull heroic Block:
At one we shudder and at one we mock.
Man last appears. In him the Soul's pure flame
Burns brightlier in a not inord'nate frame.
Of old when Heroes fought and Giants swarmed,
Aldous Huxley
Jack was around. He was easy to find guiding in Colorado or Chamonix. Or at any Ice Fest mid winter representing a climbing company or twoand while gladly introducing new players to the sport..
But Simon was lost. Not to befound! Shortly after theill fated trip and a new difficult route on Denali, Simon had "gotten lost". Or may be he was just hiding out from Jack. What ever happened on that trip, Jack still wanted to climb and Simon was done with it. No hard feelings on ether's part, just a parting of the ways for 30 years. By their own admissions,both would eventually regret that decision immensely.
Simon had literally disappeared for the climbing community by 1982. From England to Australia and finally to Hong Kong. Jack had looked for him with no results and thought Simon dead. As did others. Rumor and comments had the story growing and getting darker over the years. Until the actual ascent itself became a question to many that knew Jack and had looked closely at the North Face of Huntington.
I was interested in the two climbs andin the partnership. After all Jack and Simon inspired my own climbing and my first forays into "fast and light" as much as anyone. As did John Bouchard's climbing in the Alps just prior. And the magical "Stone Master" 1977 season in the Alps. Steve Shea, DickJackson, Jack Roberts, Tobin Sorenson, Todd Eastmanand Mugs Stump among others had been a part of that season in Chamonix..Bouchard's Wild Things packscaught my attention in Mug's tent on the Kahiltna after the Moonflower in '81. That small group of climbers and Bouchard's Wild Things catalogs would have a lastinginfluence on the International alpine climbing community. Much like Chouinard and his contemporaries had earlier and Chouinard Equipment's now classic 1973 catalog.
Before there was "fast and light","disasterstyle alpinism" or even before "night naked".
"Night Naked"?"The last stylistic climax in alpine climbing came in the mid- to late 1980s when many of the 8000- meter peaks were climbed in single-push style, often by new routes. Such climbing was termed "night-naked" by Voytek Kurtyka; he, Jean Troillet, Pierre-Allain Steiner and Erhard Loretan were at the center of adapting this bivouac-less style to the peaks of the Himalaya."
1980 – A four-man team consisting of Polish climbers Voytek Kurtyka, Ludwik Wiczyczynski, Frenchman RenĂ© Ghilini and Scotsman Alex MacIntyre climb the east face, topping out at 7,500 m on the northeast ridge. After a bivouac they descend in a storm.....one of the first clear examples of "night naked".
Jack and Simon had already done Huntington.
Jack Roberts high on the Timeless Face of Huntington, 1978
Truth is these two guys influenced an entiregeneration of climbers long before logos and self promotion popped up in the ever growing climbing community.
Jack again, on Huntington
Simon'sphoto was featured in both Climbing magazine and the AAJ in 1979
http://c498469.r69.cf2.rackcdn.com/1979/robert_hunting_1979_70-80.pdf
http://www.alpinist.com/tcl/email/jr/038.pdf
Much likeSimon, Ihad simply lost touch with all that. I had forgotten who I had first tried to emulate. Who I looked at for "what could be done"and who I REALLY wanted to climb like. Funny how life seems to run in circles if you let it. And not in a bad way. Actually insome of the best ways possible if you can be open to it.
I had beeninterested in the Huntington story. The "Timeless Face" July 2/6 1978, Alaskan Grade 6, 5.9, WI4/5, 5740 vertical feet. And likelyas scary and dangerous as any route on the planet that had actually been climbed.
Rob Newsom, no wall flower himself or one to back off a hard lead commented recently ofseeing Roberts and McCartney high on the face, "as the craziest, most dangerous damn thing ever!" Newsom was skiing down the Ruth whensaw Roberts and McCartney climbing high on the face. He had been directlybelow them and had a box seat to the alpine spectacle. Robhad seen themclimbing on the face, well over halfway up. Thenwhile in camp for several more days with no sign of Simon and Jack by the time his crew flew out, heworriedabout what had happened to them. Roberts and McCartney would losetheir ropes descending the west face, Harvard route, after their North Face climb. The ropes had hung up just below the Nose pitch and abandoned.Turning a difficult decent from analready really difficult climb into a suffer fest of epic proportions. Those same ropes Mark Westman would find years later. Leftjust were the North Face 1st ascent party haddescribed. Westman took note of the find andrecognised that they were verylikely fromRoberts' and McCartney's decent down the West Face. And sure enough,Charlie Porter's original 1978 photos shows Simon and Jack holding ropes of the same colors as the onesfound by Westman in 2005.
Mark Westman, "I found them in '98 but didn't recognise what they were until2005, which was an extremely dry season. I did not see them in2000 as the deep snow below the Nose buried them. They certainly lookedto be decades old. The other thing of course, being so the few people who've been up/down the Harvard, how many other teams could have lost their ropes there? Likely, no one!"
Mark Westman. "1998,Joe Puryear on top of the Nose pitch. Simon's rope on the left stuck in the crack. Marked "my rope" as in "Simon's rope". The white crap is probably Japanese 1976 fixed rope."
This pictureis from 2005 at the base of the Nose pitch (the previous photo is at the top of the pitch). Simon's rope is snaggedand shredded on the left.
Charlie Porter's photo of the lads off to slay the Dragon. With the now tell-tale ropes in tow.
"Jack liked bright colours. He was actuallya California boy at heart. Enough to consider his yellow Gore-Tex shell needed to matchwith his harness and ropes!" But then he wore Hawaiian shirts 24/7/365. "With blonde hair and surfer's tanwe knew he reekedstyle points."
Then there are Robert's and McCartney'sphotographs from high on the face. All of that leaves absolutely no doubtthat they climbed Huntington's North face in 1978.
The summit of the Rooster Comb is in the background,which puts themaround10,000'on the face.2200' below the summit. And 3500' up the North Face of Huntington
Jack seconding Simon's leadwith Dan Beard as the back drop.Upper Left is Dan Beard, upper right is Explorer's Peak and the peaks east of the North fork of the Ruth Glacier. Lower left is the beginning slopes of Peak 11,300'.
When Paul Roderick (the ace TalkeetnaAir Taxi bush pilot), was show the Roberts/McCarney photossaid. "there is no doubt the photos were taken from high on Huntington's North Face.
And the final brick in the wall?
The1978,1st ascent party on the Southeast Spur, Joseph Kaelin, Kent Meneghin, Glenn Randall and Angus M. Thuermer, Jr., reached Huntington's summit on July 9. Three days after Roberts and McCarthney.
This from Angus Thuermerrecently, "On Huntington we had made what we thought was a pretty good accomplishment - especially considering how quickly we got up it. But there was little doubt that the team from the other side had justplucked a plumb. Who wouldn't want to be a swashbuckler with that onhis resume? It was clear where the footprints came from. It wasn't like theytopped out somewhere on the east or west ridge and moseyed up. The came straight to the summit from the north. So our route would be number five, not four."
One has to wonder exactly why Jack never made it so clear. The irrefutable evidence of the first ascent of the "Timeless Face" would have been so easy to provide. May be he had already done it too many times.
Years later Jack had seeminglygiven up on explaining the history of Huntington. He knew he had climbed the face but without Simon to share in the credit he simply didn't care to explain or defend the ascent again and again. He wouldon occasion, when pressed by an eager new Huntington suitor,answer detailed questions about the route and the ascent.When I asked, Jack kindly drew a topo for me a few years ago. I recently had the chance to compare the original topo draw by Jack and Simon shortly after the climb to my "new" topo. Jack'smemory of the exact line through a complicated face hadn't faded over the past 30years. Jack's hand draw topo matches perfectly with Simon's photos of the face from their 1978 base camp.It seemedhoweverJackhad no interest in talking about the climb.
I thought it important that the Huntington climb be documented. Questions raised and put to bed for ever, one way or another.
Mark Twight puts the "Timeless Face" into context and closes one chapter to hopefully only open another on Huntington.
"In the early-80s I discovered Mountain Magazine and the north face of Mount Huntington. I thought the protagonists to be the baddest of the bad-asses. This was about the time the WPODs were active in AK. Those guys scared the shit out of me and I put Roberts in the same category. For a long time I took the ascent at face value and inspiration from it because my own experience taught what may be one when extraordinary conditions and will prevail. But some of Jack's actions off the mountainmade the rumors of doubt easier to believe and I did. Reading Newsom's words was a relief because they meant a climb that inspired me for many years was real, and likely the single ballsiest undertaking in the history of North American climbing."
The "Timeless Face", Huntington
Prior toJack's deathI had decided to find Simon. If he was still alive.
That searchstarted with me posting thismessage on several well read Internet climbing forums:
Feb 12,
"Simon McCartney (UK) and Jack Roberts (USA) did two impressive lines in Alaska together in the late '70s early 80s, the NW face of Huntington in '77 and a new route on the SW face of Denali in '80. Both climbs well ahead of their time in a number of ways.
Simon McCartney virtually disappeared, as far as I know, from the climbing scene after the new route on Denali and final rescue.
Jack Roberts hasn't heard from him in years.
Anyone know Simon's where abouts today?"
The answer: June 16
This is Simon McCartney....
That only took 17 months and hardly any effort. Climbers have a lot in common. Eventually they return in one form or the other to the tribe.'80s climbers? Even more likely they will turn up eventually if they are still breathing :)
"We found Wally!"
Simon McCartney mid "Tuckerman Route", 1st ascent of the SW face of Denali, 1980
CT: Name of thebook you are working on Simon?
Simon: Not sure but the working title might be "Hard Way Up-Hard Way Down.
CT: OK..got me there that seems pretty appropriate if the down includes 3 day with no food!
What ya been doing the last 40 years in 2 sentences or less?
Simon: After Denali I went to meet my sweetheart in Australia to recuperate and fell in love with the place. A year later I started a new life in Sydney. I moved to Hong Kong in '92and am now running my own architectural lighting business with a partner.
CT: Why ya writing the book now... in 3 sentences or less?
To honor my old friend initially but as work progressed I see that there is more to say than just another climber's tale. It is about becoming an adult and the importance of human values.
CT: Favorite drink these days?
Nice crisp Chardonnay with a dash of soda.
CT: And finally from your perspective 30 years on why hasn't anyone repeated either of your and Jack's routes in the Alaska range?
Simon: Not stupid enough? Actually I don't think our SW face route(The "Tuckerman Route" on Denali) has been repeatedbecause it was not well documented and the face has given other first ascentssince then. The timefor repeatsis only (just happening) now.
Denali, SW Face, 1980:
"Jack and Simon have successfully climbed the difficult southwest face in impeccable alpine style, but their rapid ascent has resulted in frostbitten feet for Jack and high-altitude sickness for Simon. Simon is semiconscious inside their tent and is unable to walk. They have been without food and water for two days."
Bob Kandiko, AAJ 1981
But that is another story...waiting to be retold.
Their climb of the "Tuckerman Route" on the SW Face of Denali would prove itself years ahead of its time in technical difficulty and commitment." And as of yet, never fully appreciated in the climbing community.
Good luck with the project Simon!
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Welcome, Spring!
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Observation Point
When I was about one-third of the way up, I began to be passed by small groups of kids. They just kept on coming. And passing me. Finally, several of them had stopped to take a break and I took that opportunity to talk with them. There were 63 kids (ranging in age from 11 to 13) and 12 adults from a satellite school in Houston, Texas. They had been at Zion for eight days and had gone on a hike every day, each hike being progressively more difficult. The day before they had ALL made it to the top of Angels Landing! In fact, each and every one of them had completed every hike they had done. Pretty impressive. However, I was extremely glad that they weren't doing Angels Landing at the same time as I was. It's not that they were terrible kids, because they were the most well-behaved group I think I've ever seen. It's just that there were so many of them!
A short time later I began to play leap-frog with a fellow, probably in his 30s, and asked if he was with the group of kids from Houston. Turns out he was the husband of the principal. We talked for a while as we slowly walked along the trail. He told me that each of the kids had earned their way during the school year by “doing the right thing” as much as possible. They have a system using baseball as an analogy, hits for the good things and strikes for the not so good. Sixty-three kids had enough “hits” to make the trip while 42 were back in Houston.
Anyway, by the time I got to Observation Point I had been passed by nearly everyone in their group, as well as a few other hikers. But I got there! And again, the views from the top and along the way were well worth the effort.
Part way up the trail, eyeball to eyeball with Angels Landing (with the help of the 7x zoom). It doesn't look quite so “bad” from this angle.
After you go up a series of steep switchbacks you enter a narrow canyon that has a stream running through it, but there wasn't much water actually flowing. This was one of the neatest parts of the hike, in my opinion!
There were pools of standing water but we didn't get our feet wet.
The sky and the walls of the canyon are reflected in one of the pools of water.
This was taken on the way back down, entering the canyon from the east.
The trail has exited Echo Canyon and is progressing up the east side of the canyon wall.
I'm still going up, but they are going down.
The destination, Observation Point, is just above the red “lines” in the center.
This last uphill stretch seemed never-ending.
Finally, the plateau. But there is still a ways to go to get out to the point.
Part of the group of 63 kids. A very well-behaved group they were.
The lower portion of the trail, coming up out of the Zion Canyon floor. The Observation Point trail goes off to the left (top center of photo). The three topmost switchbacks belong to the Hidden Canyon Trail, which goes off to the right.
The top of Angels Landing ranges from 20 to 40 feet in width. There are people up there...
As I was promised by my camping neighbors, Maryann and Rob, the view from Observation Point is spectacular. The Virgin River flows through the valley, Angels Landing is in the Center, and then the eastern wall of Refrigerator Canyon. Fantastic.
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Anthropologie Bike Lane Dress
Last week the annual ritual of acknowledging aging descended upon me, and my loved ones consoled me with gifts evoking youth and whimsy - including this fun and girly bicycle dress. But can a cotton frock covered with a colourful, geometrically improbable bicycle print cure existential ennui? Why yes, it can. I wore it on the day in question despite the winter temperatures, and found it impossible not to have fun. Promoting frolicking to the extreme, it was a fantastic gift. The Anthropologie Bike Lane dress has figured prominently in the velo-twitteverse since it came out earlier this winter, and so I thought I'd post a review for others considering it.
The calf-length strapless cotton voile dress has classic 1950s styling: a rigidly tailored bodice and a full, loosely pleated skirt. The colour of the fabric is a vintagey cream, with the bicycle print in faded ink-blue and bright vermilion red. Both the skirt and the bodice are fully lined. I received this dress in a Size 2, and was sure that I would need to exchange it. But to my surprise, the small size fit me and I was even able to wear it over a long-sleeve wool baselayer. The design requires the bodice to be very form fitting, or else it won't stay up. Any larger and the dress would have been too loose. I would say go down one size from what you normally wear, and other reviews of this dress seem to suggest the same.
Despite the whimsical print, the Bike Lane dress is not trivial to get into. The construction is surprisingly traditional (read: complicated). The bodice is corseted, with flexible plastic boning sewn in at the rear and sides. There are two systems of closure: a long zipper on the side, and buttons along the back. Depending on how flexible you are, you may or may not be able to get into the dress on your own.
The buttons along the back are cloth-coverd and very pretty. They are also rather difficult to button and unbutton, because they are large and the button-holes are small. The Anthropologie websites describes them as "decorative," but technically that is not accurate since they actually function to open and close the dress in the back. I think what they mean is "decorated."
All the tailoring does serve a practical function, in that the dress really does stay up without straps. The corseting and the pleats criss-crossing the front also make it possible to wear it without a bra for those who require only moderate support.
Optional straps are included with the dress and they can be attached to sit either straight over the shoulders or crossing at the back. But if you are going to use the straps, I suggest sewing them in, as the hooks do not always want to stay in place.
While the Bike Lane dress is complicated to put on and may not work for all figures, if the fit is right it is very wearable and easy to move around in. There is nothing cycling-specific about this dress, but it is certainly "bikable." The full skirt makes it easy to step over a frame and to pedal, and it's not so long as to be prone to flying into spokes. The corset in the bodice is flexible and does not constrict movement. The quality of the fabric and craftsmanship is good, with a lot of little details that give this dress an elegant simplicity. I will probably wait for Spring/Summer to wear it again, and the gauzy voile should be comfortable on warm days. The very recognisable print means that it can't possibly be an everyday dress, but it's perfect for special occasions. A great gift for bicycle-obsessed ladies with a penchant for vintage tailoring.
New Visitor Center Sneak Peek
Both are still under construction (which has consumed the Paradise upper lot for the last 2 summers) but thankfully, that construction is drawing to a close this year. The Paradise Inn will re-open in May and the new Jackson Visitor Center is scheduled to re-open this October.
Exploring the bowels of a major construction site was a fascinating and educational experience. The first notable surprise was how many people were actually involved in the project, and the variety of different tasks they were all doing.
Project safety manager Derek Burr (my tour guide) says there are about 30-40 people working on the visitor center site on any given day. The various specialists include (but are not limited to!):
- Heavy equipment operators
- Carpenters
- Pipe fitters
- Sprinkler pipe fitters
- Plumbers
- Electricians
- Sheet rock workers
- Earth workers
- HVAC technicians
- Iron workers
- Sheet metal workers
Another interesting fact about the visitor center construction site is that it features a "Dance Floor." Not your Saturday Night Fever variety, but a giant platform -- nicknamed the Dance Floor -- that is suspended 24 feet in the air. Above that false floor is another 24 more feet of scaffolding that enables workers access to the fifty-foot high pitched ceilings.
Burr notes that working on the high ceiling was one of the most challenging elements of the project. The Dance Floor was created because they couldn't fit a "lift" inside the doorway of the building.
Another cool feature of this project -- designed to address the weather challenges of Paradise -- is a scaffolding that extends beyond the roof-line by 10 feet. "That way that people can work on the outside of the building from the inside, without being killed by snow falling off the roof,” says Burr.
There are even more people working at the Paradise Inn-- 40-50, says Burr. The goal is to rehabilitate the 86-year old building so that it retains its rustic feel but can better withstand the ravages of time and weather.
To make the building stronger while keeping the historic atmosphere, many of the original beams, planks, and logs in the walls and floors were taken out, reinforced with concrete and steel, and then put back. The Inn has seen a lot of wear and tear over the years. Earthquakes and large snow-loads have made the floor uneven, pushed on the walls and created gaps and even some trenches throughout the structure.
One such trench in the corner of the dining room was so big that Burr wondered if “they were gonna dig up some skeletons?” Seriously though, an NPS archaeologist did examine the area and thankfully, no skeletons were found (Remember... Redrum...).
One big challenge for this type of construction project is to keep employees working at Paradise. "It's not an easy job," says Burr. To those of us who visit Paradise for those gorgeous views and hikes, it might be hard to imagine what could be so difficult about working there. (It beats a cubicle, doesn't it?) But the commute is quite long and many of the workers reside in temporary housing. And then of course, there is always the threat of crashing your truck on a slick icy road that is threatened by avalanches, or the joy of digging it out of the snow daily.
Burr, however, has enjoyed the job and his surroundings. "Some people don't even like to look at the view. But I take as many pictures as I can." Photos by Burr, Agiewich and NPS.
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Death Valley :: Wiley Coyote
It was very close, within two or three feet of the side of the car. I took several quick shots thinking it would soon continue on its way. However, it just stood there watching me and I watched it. Realizing that I had a little more time, I zoomed in a bit to get a few closeup shots. It was incredible.
Five minutes went by and the coyote was still there. It was a little unnerving to look it in the eye. I'm guessing that at some time it had been fed by someone in a car, otherwise I'm pretty sure that it wouldn't have stuck around so long. It was still standing there as I drove off a few minutes later.
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Improved ice bouldering 12.13.11
Laura making the best out of the limited ice currently in the area |
Is that a climber in distress? No, its just Laura basking. |
Plenty of training to be had. Lots of traversing on limestonewith a little ice thrown in. |
Friday, June 18, 2010
It was Just a Matter of Time...
A previous visit to the cemetery in October 1999 had resulted in rather poor non-digital photographs of their gravestones, which appeared to be very worn and not very legible. Pouring a little water on the stones brought out the engravings somewhat – enough to verify the transcriptions that had been previously published.
Since I had been to the cemetery before, I knew that their gravestones faced west and timed my visit so that the sun would be in an advantageous position. But I got there a little too soon.
The photo above was taken at 11:39 am. The inscriptions are barely noticeable. The stone on the left is for Elizabeth and the one on the right is for Jonathan. Since time was not an issue, and it was a beautiful day, I walked around the cemetery a bit then fixed a sandwich and had lunch while waiting for the sun to move a little further west.
Taken at 12:15 pm, the inscription on Elizabeth's stone is starting to appear.
I was amazed when, 18 minutes later (at 12:33 pm) the inscriptions were completely visible and could easily be read. All it took was some time and a little patience...
ELIZABETHWife ofJONATHAN HAZLETTDIEDMarch 3, 1848Aged 86 Years
JONATHAN HAZLETTDIEDSept. 16, 1853AGED82 Ys. 1 Mo. 1 D.
Photographs were taken September 18, .. at Strickland Cemetery in Vermillion Township, Ashland County, Ohio.
Did you notice anything unusual with the inscriptions?
Elizabeth appears to have been about nine years older than Jonathan!