Showing posts with label Adventure. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Adventure. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 9, 2019

Adventure Jam and Jelly

Last Fall my crazy somewhat ditsy friend Jill called me with a problem.  She and her husband were leaving for the winter and she was going to unplug her freezer.  She had quart jars of fruit and fruit juice frozen all ready to make jam and jelly.  Would I take them...she wasn't sure what each jar held...other than the rhubarb.  One jar was marked fruit and another cherry juice.  She said aw come on it will be an adventure Con.  (Not many people call me Con ...but Jill does).

The fruit turned out to be blueberries whole with juice.  The cherry is chokecherry. One unmarked was raspberry juice.  All made delicious jam and jelly.


Sunday afternoon was a jam and jelly making time  One batch of each.

There are still three jars of rhubarb and a few jars of "unknown" juice to be dealt with.   I think I got nine or ten quart jars from her...I put them in the bottom of our freezer.

I have jars, sugar  and pectin to do a few more batches. It will be another adventure one day this week.

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Tuesday, September 19, 2017

Claws

After visiting the wolves we headed to the North American Bear Center.
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This is their sculpture surrounded by flowers.
We went on a tour that didn’t impress me.  It was called a back stage tour.  I thought the holding pens were small and that yes a bear in a cage will eat peanuts out of a persons hand…but what did that teach us?
Bear in jail eating peanuts
Bear jail
After that tour we went outside to the parking lot and took photos of their flowerbeds.
The next tour was an hour later and was called an Enrichment Exercise.
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There is inside viewing or outside above on a catwalk.  We chose outside.
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They threw some food out to get the bears attention, and then put some kind of feed in the feeder part of the bear scale.
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They said that the bears are not particulary hungry this time of year as they are done bulking up eating everything in sight and are on the verge of hibernation.
The bears are fed lettuce, almonds, seeds, berries and grapes…oh an apples.  Apples are thrown into the water on hot days .
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The bear pool
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They put some grapes in the tire that they threw out for the bear.
Bear disapperaing into the woods
After the bear finished she sauntered off into the woods.
Bear on a rock
Jen and I talked about what we would do next as we figured the bear sighting was over when the bear came back.
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This one only stayed a short time and took of into the woods also.
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All of the bears there (four) have been rescue bears,  several were raised in homes, some were rescued when their Mothers died. Two male and Two females…Ted, Lucky, Tasha and Holly.
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The grave of one of their older bears was out near the flower beds. Honey came to the center as a ten year old along with Ted, a couple in Wisconsin had raised them but could no longer care for them.
This Center for Bears serves a purpose, it rescued bears that would have otherwise been euthanized.  Their enclosure was 2 1/2 acres…and they let the bears out during different times of the day…not everyone gets along together.
We headed out for a little shopping and onward to Grand Rapids to the Trial Gardens before meeting Far Guy in Bemidji…we returned home safely Saturday night.  It was a fun adventure!!
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Sunday, September 17, 2017

Paws and Claws Adventure

Jen and I headed North.  We met up  in Bemidji, where I found out where we were going. It was a 200 mile trip for me and 276 miles for Jen to one of the coldest places in Minnesota. The top three coldest places in Minnesota are International Falls, Embarras and Ely.

Ely Minnesota

Ely is a small town abot 3,900 people and real touristy.  Ely is the gateway to BWCA  (Boundary Waters Canoe Area).  It is similar in size to Park Rapids but it is a hilly area.  I pictured it as being quite flat. Ely is also known as “The end of the road.” To go further North in this part of Minnesota you need a canoe.

The Inn in Ely

We stayed in a small Inn.  An older home converted into an Inn.  The rooms were comforatable and clean, hot water took awhile to come upstairs in the attic room.

What brings us to Ely?

Jen would say “Because we can.” Jen likes adventures and going places she has never been.

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Paws and claws.

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It was an amazing experience!  More tomorrow!

We both arrived safely back home last night…me with 394 photographs to sift through.  Jen may have more than that as she carries two cameras.

Far Guy and Chance did just fine in their 28 hours all alone. 

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Saturday, September 16, 2017

Adventure

The email from Jen said “I’m going to take you on an adventure. Leaving Friday coming back on Saturday. More details to come.”

Later she asked if I wanted to know or if I wanted it to be a surprise.  At my age surprises are few and far between.

So it is a surprise…I have no idea where we are going… I am to bring my camera and pack an overnight bag.   Far Guy knows where I am going he said “I have never been there before.”  Who knows if he was fibbing or not.

I suspect it will involve taking photos of flowers or wildlife or a lake…we will see.   I asked if I need my passport and Jen said “No.”  So we are not going to Canada.

The leaves are changing rapidly so maybe we will just drive around looking for stuff to photograph.

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Jen’s roses last week.

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Sunday, June 7, 2009

Madison Begins An Adventure

Our Granddaughter Madison or Maddie as we call her, except when she is in big trouble, which hardly ever happens, loves horses. She reminds me of her Mom and yes even of me when I was little. Maddie is eleven years old. Maddie lives for horses.."she needs a horse." Her Mom, our eldest daughter finally said "OK Maddie..lets get you some HORSE experience." She arranged a visit to my sisters, who is an accomplished horsewoman, Maddie will be spending this entire week at her farm, mucking stalls, and learning all about horses from the ground up..so to speak.. I am hoping that not too much ground activity will be happening. I was almost sixteen when my sister was born, she had horses growing up, she has a number of horses now. My sister and her daughter Toots who just graduated from high school will either make Maddie into a horse person for life or her dreams of horses will be dashed and forgotten.

We picked Maddie up on Friday evening, they live an hour north of us, and my sister lives about three and a half hours south and east. So Far Guy and I had an overnight visitor, Chance was in seventh heaven, one girl ALL to himself. He woke her up with kisses! We began our journey, Maddie was so excited, finally the day arrived that she had been looking forward to since way last winter. We began to see horses along the roads, in pastures, cows too but Maddie never pointed them out. We also saw deer, turkeys, a pheasant, a donkey, beefalo and llamas. Lots of road kill too, skunks, deer, porkypines, and raccoons, it is almost the full moon...I swear the animal kingdom gets all out of whack near a full moon. We took back roads the whole way, traffic on main roads is horrendous..tourists pulling boats, and campers. Besides that, you can't see the "real" Minnesota on the main roads.

We arrived at the graduation party, it was a double duty day.. drop off Maddie and to wish Toots the best of luck when she begins her college education at Bethel University in the fall. She wants to major in Elementary Education.. hopefully she will still want to pursue this interest after a week with Maddie. Toots is the last in the line of my ten nieces and nephews to graduate from high school. She also lives and breathes horses.

Maddie was shy when we first got there, clinging to me like a second skin. Finally, I got her to speak to another little girl, after a few minutes, they began to converse on their own. I am not so sure THAT was a great idea, as this little girl who I will call Gracie, has her very own horse. Her horse lives at her grandparents farm, and her grandmother sews her cute horsie skirts. Since her Dad is a Veterinarian, she has several dogs, cats, birds, a gecko, fish, and a hermit crab to go along with her horse. Oh and her Mom has horses too, at grandpa's farm. Maddies reaction to all this information..just one word "Sweet."

Maddie was anxious to meet the horses down in the barn. There were still a number of guests at the party, so instead, we met the two outside dogs, Bear and Hercules, we looked at the sheep in the pasture and took some flower photos. I borrowed Maddie one of my cameras for the week..it should be interesting to see her photos and listen to her stories. I told her to have fun, to listen to directions, and to stay safe. Far Guy and I left before she met the horses.

As Maddie's Grandmother, who just might be a bit overprotective, I wanted to shield her from all the things that go along with horses, the falls, the bumps, the bruises that turn every color of the rainbow and the sore toes, but I know that some of life's little lessons must be learned all on your own. Actually I had to do many "Whoa Grandma's" ..I was thinking..not my baby..what are her mother and my sister and my niece thinking..have they all gone mad?? Whoa Grandma:)

Saturday, December 6, 2008

Christmas Mood

Bottomless Lake December 04, 2008

In an attempt to put me in a more cheerful Christmas mood, Far Guy said "I think these woods are getting to you, lets go look at a different part of the woods." I was game, even though I figured Far Guy was just grasping at straws. This time of year, I am easily distracted. So we went off on an adventure. I love adventures.

We headed south, across the big highway (two lane) into the Smoky Hills Forest. Our mission to become more cheerful and to find an old road..the old Corduroy Road..and from there to find the old CCC camp hidden near Bottomless Lake. Far Guy posted part of our adventure over on his blog I Didn't Do it! He took his camera, and it even had batteries in it!
It was a crisp day, a little snow had fallen. We found the entrance to this very old road. It is in pretty good shape, two other people have gone this way today. Chance is helping Far Guy navigate. Lots of logging has been happening, but some areas are being replanted. I love the flow of the forest, the areas of Pines, giving way to Hardwoods, then areas of the piss Popple. Some parcels that adjoin this State Forest have been sold off, they are heavily posted with NO HUNTING signs. Lots of gates are up, and there are a few more hunting shacks than we remembered.

Then I see it, something that angers me to no end. I was too mad to even photograph it. It was a Christmas Tree Hunter, no, luckily for him he was gone..what remained was the bottom part of a very nice Spruce, it had been beheaded..chopped off at it's feet, then at it's waist..then beheaded. The bottom part of the tree was left lying at the edge of the road. Someone stole a Christmas Tree from the State Forest. I hope that Asshole has a miserable Christmas. Then I think, maybe he has kids, and is unemployed. Maybe he really needed that tree. Maybe when things get better for him he will come back and plant two trees.

Far Guy has pretty good eyes for an old guy. The woods have been silent, no birds, no deer, no deer sign, no tracks of anything in the new fallen snow. We know that one person has been here before us today, one of the other vehicles has stopped at a hunting shack. Far Guy slams on the brakes and says "Would you look at that!" Then I see it! A Mink, I have not seen a Mink in a long time. We watch it scampering around on the forest floor, it goes up a tree and comes down again. Far Guy gets out and takes a few photographs, while I hold Chance by the scruff of his neck in the truck. Minks are normally nocturnal, so seeing one in the daytime is a real treat. It is a rare gift we have witnessed. I feel my bad mood lifting.

We wind our way to Bottomless Lake, low and behold we find the remnants of another tree hunter, of a different sort this time.
One with very sharp teeth building a winter home. A beaver. He is only taking out the piss popple. My mood is greatly improved.
What kind of things improve your Christmas mood?:)
Note: Piss popple is actually Populus deltoides, often called Aspen, or Quakies, or here in Minnesota..Popple. I call it piss popple because when used for firewood it sizzles and weeps, moisture comes out both ends of a log. Hence my nickname..Piss Popple..kinda has a ring to it!