Inside of Outside
Here's some journal notes I kept, while I was camping for ten days solo, in November and December, 2010.
Nov 28
Started hiking prob around 9ish. Hiked for maybe 1.5-2 hours. Camped on flat spot on rocks by lake. Can hear waves. Need to turn off light to save batteries.
Nov 29
Woke late morning. No time keeping device is wonderful. Cooked cereal. Packed up. Walked. Gorgeous views. Sunset grand, but view blocked. Passed a large animal. Deer? Stopped for lunch at cove. Spaghetti, mushrooms, tbits, and green curry sauce. Stretched. Need to stretch more. Earlier to bed today. Maybe 2 hours or 3 after dark. Read some. Figured 60-65 pages a day. Maybe I'll write a letter.
Nov 30
Woke up to rain. Packed slowly. Checked 4 phone message from park. None. Ate granola. Hiked. Cool checkerboard rocks. Walked through the swamp. Thought I'd be caught by the storm. Got to the beach. Made camp. Dried stuff. Cooked. Stretched. Laughed for joy. Huge blocks of cliff in the lake. Dreamt last night that the cliff I was on fell into the lake. Think I'll stay here a day or two. Depends on weather.
Dec 1
Rabbit! Rabbit! Didn't move today. Stayed @ beach. So beautiful. Snowed! Awed. Made a rain catch out of birch bark, balsam? bark, and a found H20 bottle. Made a fire. Dry birchbark is sooooo handy. Hope it's sunny tomorrow. Want to bathe. I stink. Left the sauces outside. Oops. Saw a mouse and a crow / raven. Gotta learn the difference. Ate asparagus today. All dehydrated veggies working great so far. Not as lonely as I thought I'd be. More prepared for it this time? 6 nights still to go though.
Dec 2
Stayed at the beach again. Oh my goodness. Snow on stones took my breath away this morn. Bathed. Frigid! Stayed in for maybe 60 seconds. Standing in snow while dressing was the worst. Sun helped. Ate lots of snow today. Walked for 3 hours. Followed a fox trail and a coyote trail. Texted Mom and Dad. Said all's well. Made a poetry word mix. Ate mock duck and rice / broccoli. Rodents got to one of the sauces. Hung food tonight.
Dec 3
Moved. Camping by a couple of small inland lakes. Frozen! Yesterday no ice on them. So many tracks in the fresh snow--squirrel, mouse, fox? Saw a hawk yesterday. Packing and moving takes a long time. Made snow and cedar tea tonight. Good. Also couscous. Delicious. Listened to the muffled silence of the woods. Loved it. Hugged a tree. Felt really good to hold something like that. Water pump froze. Not so great for winter. Waves are natural washing machine for ziplocs. Need a new sleeping bag. This one has lost lots of loft. Almost finished 1st fuel bottle.
Dec 4
Stayed by the lake. Found the trail. Right in front of me. So much snow on this beach. Walked to Cypress Lake. Yesterday, 1000s of little black bugs (1mm long 0.1 mm wide) falling from the sy. Greatest concentration under a browned cedar. White pine needle tea tonight. Finished my book. Made a fire. Tried to dry some stuff. Didn't really work. Weird flat trail in the woods. Beaver? About 1 foot wide, like someone dragged a box. Peanut sauce delish.
My phone has sudoku! It's amazing when one's world is focused, the things that become interesting. Every thing I do from pissing to walking to admiring the snow takes on a greater meaning somehow and becomes more memorable. I mean, the highlight of a couple of days ago was hugging a tree. Weird?
Dec 5
It's been cold the past couple of days. I've started eating 4 times a day. Glad I brought extra food. Tried carving today. Made a mimikake. Simple, but I'm proud of it. Some firs have this green algae or something growing on them. Makes their trunks bright green. Startling @ 1st, but cool. Ice formations on the rocks by the lake are amazing. So delicate, intricate, transient. Rival any cave stalactite. Imagine a thousand trees all made of glass, their tops scrunched together like a cauliflower, their trunks extending downwards, but not touching the ground, just floating in air. That's what some of them looked like. I'm eager to get out of here. Starting to get lonely. I looked at myself in my pot lid yesterday. 1st human face I'd seen in a week. Saw a woodpecker today, and saw 2 ravens. Know they're ravens cause they quorked.
Dec 6
Woked up to a raven in the tree above me. Making all sorts of strange calls. Sounded like a hen @ 1st, then I don't know what for 10 min. Then quork, quork, and flew away. Hiked maybe 10-11 k today. Probably my longest day. Beautiful views of course. Found a spring! I think. Drank from it. Wasn't very cold, but that may be because I was eating snow just before. Ate a lot of snow today, since my pump won't work. It's fun stuffing your face into a mound of fluffy snow. Next time I should bring some sugar crystals. Saw some cool trees. A birch with a beautiful gnarly split in the trunk. A birch and a fir that looked like they were dancing, a birch covered in some psychedelic bright orange fungus, and a lot of cedars with this cool light green lichen and dark green moss. Really wish I had my camera today. Texted mom and dad. Hiked until after dark. Probably shouldn't have. Was getting sketchy. Kept slipping, but wanted to get to next beach. Made it. Wish I hadn't--too windy here. 1 more day. Looking forward to seeing some faces soon. Oh! HIked a little side trail to a sink hole. A collapsed cave. Just looked like a big depression in the ground. Wasn't very impressed. Knees hurt a little at the end of today. Forgot to stretch tonight.
Dec 7 (Written several months later)
Woke. Packed up. Hiked for a few hours. Stopped at a fox den and watched for an hour. Didn't see anything, except a vole nearby. Finished all the chocolate covered almonds. Carved again today, while watching the sunset. Made a snake out of a cedar branch. Thought a snake would be easiest. Rested much of the day. Hiked until about 8 or 9 to get back to near the station, then rested. Hiked another 2 hours around a loop trail. Very cool. Trees bent nearly horizontal by wind. Spent most of the night napping in a hollow near the ranger's station.
Dec 8
Woke up very early and headed to the car. Iced over. Cleared it. Packed up. Saw another human. A ranger sitting in the office. Didn't talk to him though. Drove to Paddlefoot for my First Aid course. Saw lots of people there. Was very nice.
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05 February 2011
13 January 2008
Nancy
Inside of Outside
This, is my girlfriend, Nancy, whom I love. Those of you who know her, already realize what a great person she is. Those of you who don't know her, are missing out.
This, is my girlfriend, Nancy, whom I love. Those of you who know her, already realize what a great person she is. Those of you who don't know her, are missing out.
21 November 2007
Ologyologist
Inside of Outside
When I was younger, I enjoyed collecting things. I went through a stamp phase, a coin phase, an elastic band phase, a rock phase. I mostly discarded these collections as I lost interest in them, or replaced them with others. Later in life, for example, I had fact phases, a book phase, a picture phase. Only a couple of years ago I stopped collecting books (although I do still collect Dr. Seuss books) and facts, and I'm still in the middle of a picture phase. One collection that I stopped adding to, but never got rid of, was my collection of words. For mysterious reasons, I've always enjoyed words that end in -ology. Although I don't really collect them anymore, I still have a list that I compiled when I was in elementary school. So, I thought I would share my collection, since it's just been sitting on my hard drive and gathering dust for some ten years.
Some of the words in my collection, you probably know. Most people have heard of biology, geology, psychology, astrology, and technology. However, there are others less common that fewer people know. Icthyology, ornithology, mammology, herpetology, entomology, and zoology are less well known, but still familiar as the study of fish, birds, mammals, reptiles and amphibians, insects, and all animals. But I went further than that, including hundreds of words ending in -ology, that I plucked from dictionaries and encyclopedias, by painstakingly combing their pages. What motivated me? I don't know. I think I was probably crazy.
Here's a few more that you may not have heard of:
Campanology n. the art or skill of bell ringing
Deltiology n. the collecting of postcards as a hobby
Garbology n. the study of the material discarded by a society to learn what it reveals about social or cultural patterns
Iridology n. examination of the iris of the eye as a primary diagnostic aid
Thremmatology n. the science of breeding domestic plants and animals.
Trichology n. the study of hair and its diseases
There's many other interesting words that end in -ology. Too many to share all at once, however, so watch for more -ologies in the future.
When I was younger, I enjoyed collecting things. I went through a stamp phase, a coin phase, an elastic band phase, a rock phase. I mostly discarded these collections as I lost interest in them, or replaced them with others. Later in life, for example, I had fact phases, a book phase, a picture phase. Only a couple of years ago I stopped collecting books (although I do still collect Dr. Seuss books) and facts, and I'm still in the middle of a picture phase. One collection that I stopped adding to, but never got rid of, was my collection of words. For mysterious reasons, I've always enjoyed words that end in -ology. Although I don't really collect them anymore, I still have a list that I compiled when I was in elementary school. So, I thought I would share my collection, since it's just been sitting on my hard drive and gathering dust for some ten years.
Some of the words in my collection, you probably know. Most people have heard of biology, geology, psychology, astrology, and technology. However, there are others less common that fewer people know. Icthyology, ornithology, mammology, herpetology, entomology, and zoology are less well known, but still familiar as the study of fish, birds, mammals, reptiles and amphibians, insects, and all animals. But I went further than that, including hundreds of words ending in -ology, that I plucked from dictionaries and encyclopedias, by painstakingly combing their pages. What motivated me? I don't know. I think I was probably crazy.
Here's a few more that you may not have heard of:
Campanology n. the art or skill of bell ringing
Deltiology n. the collecting of postcards as a hobby
Garbology n. the study of the material discarded by a society to learn what it reveals about social or cultural patterns
Iridology n. examination of the iris of the eye as a primary diagnostic aid
Thremmatology n. the science of breeding domestic plants and animals.
Trichology n. the study of hair and its diseases
There's many other interesting words that end in -ology. Too many to share all at once, however, so watch for more -ologies in the future.
07 March 2007
Pandora's Box
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Music. When I was younger, I never listened to it. Not on the radio, not on a walkman, not anywhere, except in the car, where my older brothers would listen to 80s rock. I used to hate the question, "What kind of music do you like?" because I didn't know what kind of music I liked. I thought other kids would think I wasn't cool, because I wasn't up-to-date on the latest music or artist.
Anyways, those days are mostly over now. I've come to terms with my not musically up-to-dateness, and even the fact that I'm not a music junkie. I do enjoy listening to music though. World Music, Country, Christian, Easy Listening, and more. It has such power over my emotions. Which worries me sometimes. When I listen to music I wonder if my emotions are real, or if they are just being manipulated by Big Music. Then there's music that inspires me to do better, to be better, to enjoy life, and I'm pretty sure that's not a bad thing.
Anyways, just found a cool tool. Pandora Internet Radio, part of the Music Genome Project. It allows you to create customized radio stations. You can enter an artist or a song, or any combination of both, and it will play songs that have similar qualities. Every single track is analyzed by a professional analyst, using over 400 'genes.' Then, as the music is playing, you can give it a thumbs up or a thumbs down, and the station will learn what kind of music you want it to play. Way cool. Right now I have a country station, a station playing music similar to the Weepies (and the Weepies), and several others. You should check it out.
Music. When I was younger, I never listened to it. Not on the radio, not on a walkman, not anywhere, except in the car, where my older brothers would listen to 80s rock. I used to hate the question, "What kind of music do you like?" because I didn't know what kind of music I liked. I thought other kids would think I wasn't cool, because I wasn't up-to-date on the latest music or artist.
Anyways, those days are mostly over now. I've come to terms with my not musically up-to-dateness, and even the fact that I'm not a music junkie. I do enjoy listening to music though. World Music, Country, Christian, Easy Listening, and more. It has such power over my emotions. Which worries me sometimes. When I listen to music I wonder if my emotions are real, or if they are just being manipulated by Big Music. Then there's music that inspires me to do better, to be better, to enjoy life, and I'm pretty sure that's not a bad thing.
Anyways, just found a cool tool. Pandora Internet Radio, part of the Music Genome Project. It allows you to create customized radio stations. You can enter an artist or a song, or any combination of both, and it will play songs that have similar qualities. Every single track is analyzed by a professional analyst, using over 400 'genes.' Then, as the music is playing, you can give it a thumbs up or a thumbs down, and the station will learn what kind of music you want it to play. Way cool. Right now I have a country station, a station playing music similar to the Weepies (and the Weepies), and several others. You should check it out.
21 October 2006
Love and Hate, part III
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I love cheese. Ricotta, Asiago, Parmesan Reggiano, Havarti, Bleu, Pepper Jack, Mozarella, Strong aged Cheddar, Cottage, Feta, Goat, Provolone, Cream, and oh so many other kinds still left to try. Cheese is so versatile. It's delicious: coating a pizza, stuffed in ravioli, melted in a grilled cheese sandwich, spread on a toasted bagel, sprinkled over pasta, layered in a burger, draped over baked potatoes, suspended in a salad dressing, or simply with a baguette and a pear, or even by itself. Mmmm. I might be a vegan, if not for cheese.
I hate killing things. I don't like mouse traps, and I don't like fly swatters. I don't like stomping on spiders or squelching centipedes. I don't kill mosquitos when they bite me, and I think killing snakes is unnecessary. If I find a bug in my room, I leave it where it is, or I take it outside. I wouldn't ever want to hunt. I'm not saying these things are wrong or that you shouldn't. Just that I don't like to, and if I'm around, I'll try to convince you to let the critters live.
I love cheese. Ricotta, Asiago, Parmesan Reggiano, Havarti, Bleu, Pepper Jack, Mozarella, Strong aged Cheddar, Cottage, Feta, Goat, Provolone, Cream, and oh so many other kinds still left to try. Cheese is so versatile. It's delicious: coating a pizza, stuffed in ravioli, melted in a grilled cheese sandwich, spread on a toasted bagel, sprinkled over pasta, layered in a burger, draped over baked potatoes, suspended in a salad dressing, or simply with a baguette and a pear, or even by itself. Mmmm. I might be a vegan, if not for cheese.
I hate killing things. I don't like mouse traps, and I don't like fly swatters. I don't like stomping on spiders or squelching centipedes. I don't kill mosquitos when they bite me, and I think killing snakes is unnecessary. If I find a bug in my room, I leave it where it is, or I take it outside. I wouldn't ever want to hunt. I'm not saying these things are wrong or that you shouldn't. Just that I don't like to, and if I'm around, I'll try to convince you to let the critters live.
10 October 2006
Love and Hate, part II
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I love to go out early in the morning, and look up at the sky and see millions of stars, undiluted by the lights of civilization. To just sit there alone or with friends, and marvel at the enormity and magnificence of the universe. To see the Pleiades shining or Polaris. Or stay up late at night, and lay in my sleeping bag and watch for shooting stars, or peer into the blackness between the stars and wonder how far you could go into that space.
I hate it when people tell me I'm grumpy. I usually don't think of myself as a grumpy person, so when people tell me that I'm grumpy, well, it makes me grumpy. And I hate being grumpy. I like to be happy and cheerful and positive and optimistic. Usually I am. At least in my own mind. Until someone tells me that I'm not, and then I wonder if maybe I'm always grumpy and just think I'm happy, and that makes me grumpy too.
I love to go out early in the morning, and look up at the sky and see millions of stars, undiluted by the lights of civilization. To just sit there alone or with friends, and marvel at the enormity and magnificence of the universe. To see the Pleiades shining or Polaris. Or stay up late at night, and lay in my sleeping bag and watch for shooting stars, or peer into the blackness between the stars and wonder how far you could go into that space.
I hate it when people tell me I'm grumpy. I usually don't think of myself as a grumpy person, so when people tell me that I'm grumpy, well, it makes me grumpy. And I hate being grumpy. I like to be happy and cheerful and positive and optimistic. Usually I am. At least in my own mind. Until someone tells me that I'm not, and then I wonder if maybe I'm always grumpy and just think I'm happy, and that makes me grumpy too.
06 September 2006
Love and Hate, part I
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I hate moving very quickly. I hate being rushed to get somewhere. I hate not having time to take my time. And I hate power-walking through the woods. I would much rather meander slowly and listen to the sound of running water. Or sit and watch the moss grow. Or just stand there and admire the trees all around me. Or get up on a hill and feel the wind blowing in my face.
I love eating fresh fruit. Some more than others of course. I love biting into a sweet juicy white peach and trying not to let the juice drip down my chin. I love gobbling handfuls of currants picked fresh from the bush. Or peeling away that nasty white stuff on a grapefruit and downing the pulp in a single swallow. Or slicing up a bright orange mango and getting stringies all stuck in my teeth. Ah, the list could go on--oranges, avocados, grapes, pears, apricots, cherries, kiwis, plums and on and on. My absolute favorites, though, are the berries. Blue, black, wine, rasp, straw, huckle, cran, mul, lingon, goose, and I could go on and on again. Mmmm, I think I'm going to go buy some fruit.
I hate moving very quickly. I hate being rushed to get somewhere. I hate not having time to take my time. And I hate power-walking through the woods. I would much rather meander slowly and listen to the sound of running water. Or sit and watch the moss grow. Or just stand there and admire the trees all around me. Or get up on a hill and feel the wind blowing in my face.
I love eating fresh fruit. Some more than others of course. I love biting into a sweet juicy white peach and trying not to let the juice drip down my chin. I love gobbling handfuls of currants picked fresh from the bush. Or peeling away that nasty white stuff on a grapefruit and downing the pulp in a single swallow. Or slicing up a bright orange mango and getting stringies all stuck in my teeth. Ah, the list could go on--oranges, avocados, grapes, pears, apricots, cherries, kiwis, plums and on and on. My absolute favorites, though, are the berries. Blue, black, wine, rasp, straw, huckle, cran, mul, lingon, goose, and I could go on and on again. Mmmm, I think I'm going to go buy some fruit.
05 September 2006
Old Dreams, New Dreams
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I recently bought a new laptop. Actually, it's not new, it's refurbished. That means used, but certified. It's an Apple MacBook Pro. His name is Tempus. At least for now.
So, I was transferring my files from my old mac to Tempus, and I came upon a bunch of dreams (I used to write down my dreams just for fun). They made me laugh so hard because of their randomness. In fact, I thought they were so funny, that I started writing down some of them again. Here's one old dream and one new dream.
August 27, 2006
I was swimming in some ice cold water. No, I was walking near some ice cold water, and then I fell in. And I mean, there were miniature icebergs floating in the water. Justin was there, and I told him not to worry, because for some reason the water didn't feel cold. Then there was some kind of search, like an easter egg hunt, except we were looking for cantaloupes. I found three of them and carried them somewhere. Then I was in an office, and someone called Mrs. Abbey "Mrs. Busy," because that was her name in the dream, and she said, "Please call me Mrs. B., not Mrs. Busy."
September 1, 2001
We were going on a winter camping trip. Camille was there. Mr. Horniachek was planning the trip. There was a flying red bicycle. Actually, I think it was a tricycle. It reminded me of the red tricycle that we used to have when we were little. It had some kind of weird propeller system and you had to pedal to keep it in the air. I was on it and weaving all around in front of our house. Two of the little kids tried to jump on once. There were these big eight wheeled, treaded snow vehicles that we were going to take. There was also a packing list and a hot air balloon. Vaughn and Katie were there. Apparently there was some kind of basketball game as well.
I recently bought a new laptop. Actually, it's not new, it's refurbished. That means used, but certified. It's an Apple MacBook Pro. His name is Tempus. At least for now.
So, I was transferring my files from my old mac to Tempus, and I came upon a bunch of dreams (I used to write down my dreams just for fun). They made me laugh so hard because of their randomness. In fact, I thought they were so funny, that I started writing down some of them again. Here's one old dream and one new dream.
August 27, 2006
I was swimming in some ice cold water. No, I was walking near some ice cold water, and then I fell in. And I mean, there were miniature icebergs floating in the water. Justin was there, and I told him not to worry, because for some reason the water didn't feel cold. Then there was some kind of search, like an easter egg hunt, except we were looking for cantaloupes. I found three of them and carried them somewhere. Then I was in an office, and someone called Mrs. Abbey "Mrs. Busy," because that was her name in the dream, and she said, "Please call me Mrs. B., not Mrs. Busy."
September 1, 2001
We were going on a winter camping trip. Camille was there. Mr. Horniachek was planning the trip. There was a flying red bicycle. Actually, I think it was a tricycle. It reminded me of the red tricycle that we used to have when we were little. It had some kind of weird propeller system and you had to pedal to keep it in the air. I was on it and weaving all around in front of our house. Two of the little kids tried to jump on once. There were these big eight wheeled, treaded snow vehicles that we were going to take. There was also a packing list and a hot air balloon. Vaughn and Katie were there. Apparently there was some kind of basketball game as well.
24 February 2006
Meta
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According to wikipedia "In epistemology, the prefix meta- is used to mean about (its own category)"
This is one of my favorite prefixes, and I enjoy trying to find new ways to apply it. Here are some that I and some friends have come up with. If you come up with any others, I'd be interested in hearing about them.
metadream - a dream about a dream
metalaughter - laughing about laughter
metameeting - a meeting about meetings
metajoke - a joke about jokes
metalie - a lie about a lie
metalist - a list of lists
metacognition - thinking about thinking
metaspeech - a speech about a speech
metacommunication - communicating about communicating
metafight - fighting about fighting
metadeja vu - deja vu about deja vu
metablog - blogging about blogging
metamenu - a menu of menus
metamemory - a memory about memories
metaresearch - research about research
metatheory - a theory about theories
metasearch - a search of searches
metasong - a song about songs
metarhyme - a rhyme about rhymes
metapoem - a poem about poems
Well, those are a few. I think my favourites are metadeja vu and metalaughter. I'm sure there's plenty more out there.
According to wikipedia "In epistemology, the prefix meta- is used to mean about (its own category)"
This is one of my favorite prefixes, and I enjoy trying to find new ways to apply it. Here are some that I and some friends have come up with. If you come up with any others, I'd be interested in hearing about them.
metadream - a dream about a dream
metalaughter - laughing about laughter
metameeting - a meeting about meetings
metajoke - a joke about jokes
metalie - a lie about a lie
metalist - a list of lists
metacognition - thinking about thinking
metaspeech - a speech about a speech
metacommunication - communicating about communicating
metafight - fighting about fighting
metadeja vu - deja vu about deja vu
metablog - blogging about blogging
metamenu - a menu of menus
metamemory - a memory about memories
metaresearch - research about research
metatheory - a theory about theories
metasearch - a search of searches
metasong - a song about songs
metarhyme - a rhyme about rhymes
metapoem - a poem about poems
Well, those are a few. I think my favourites are metadeja vu and metalaughter. I'm sure there's plenty more out there.
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