The proprietor and founder of The Intergalactic Food company, just south of Taos, NM. She makes a damn good burrito. In her hand is "UFO Defense Tactics," a book I bought in Canada's Yukon Territory. I gave it to her because with the restaurant's wide target demographic I thought she could use it.
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Outside the tourist sector of Taos, NM, just beyond the Catholic church. Too bad the builder left no phone number.
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With Dad, Ben and Mr. Snyder I passed through Centennial, WY in 1996. According to this sign the population never fluctuates.
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Goshen Rim in SE Wyoming. There were reputed to be birds east of the rim. There weren't.
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Chap looks for birds.
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Chap and I chillin' like villians. Eastern Wyoming.
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It is snowing in the Bighorns. Chap wants to climb out and play.
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The sign reads "Dry Weather Road." It was a wet day. Past this sign the unpaved road ran on what I called "Hell Shale" before I discovered its proper name. It's bentonite, consisting of volcanic ash mixed with clay. When wet it is a gooey, adhesive slime that sticks to your boots with the tenacity of half-dried carpenter's glue. Even in 4wd I couldn't keep Squatter on the road. I had to commit sacrilege and turn around.
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That's a good lookin' dawg.
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I love the Wyoming highway department (although it can't spell "Ordovician").
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In the eastern Bighorn Mtn.s, a roadcut on the road to Sheridan reveals this thrust fault and accompanying syncline. The strata on the left got pushed to the right until they buckled downward under the pressure -- forming a syncline -- and then rode up over the strata on the right, forming a thrust fault.
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That chunk of snow in Chap's mouth is actually his tennis ball.
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Chap fetches his tennis ball in the Wind River -- I did not want him wet, but when I showed Chap the ball he looked out over the river and whined until I tossed it in.
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Yellowstone NP steams in the autumn air.
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This is Crowheart Butte in central WY. Centuries ago, the Crow Indians led by Chief Big Robber clashed with the Shoshone and Bannock Indians under Chief Washashakie over the surrounding hunting grounds. Chief Washashakie challenged Chief Big Robber to a man-to-man fight atop the butte to settle the issue (maybe he was outnumbered). Chief Washashakie proclaimed that the winner of the fight would eat the loser's heart. Washashakie won. Asked years later if he actually ate the other man's heart, he replied, "A man does foolish things when he is young."
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One of the nation's premier law schools, just beyond the cattle guard.
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Coming south through Yellowstone after Dad flew out of Bozeman, Chap sees and smells his first bison in Yellowstone NP.
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Tracks of a ruffled grouse. We didn't find this one.
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Dad, Chap and I after ruffled grouse hunting. We were tired. Chap wouldn't even open his eyes for the picture. See Oct. 12 log entry.
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Chap and I hunting ruffled grouse in the Madison Range. The "Spanish Peaks" in the background. Dad takes photo.
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Here is the top of Mt. Moran as mentioned in Oct. 1 log entry. Photo taken through binoculars. The diabase dike is on the left side of the peak toward the top, and the sandstone cap is barely visible as a light patch under the topmost snow deposit.
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I thought about breaking in to make an aquaintance, but the chicken ought not sneak into the wolf coop.
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Two elk in Yellowstone NP (photo taken through binoculars).
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An American bison (buffalo) in Yellowstone NP.
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I will KISS anyone who recognizes this allusion. No joke. Jackson, WY.
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Metamorphic rocks along trail to Taggart Lake in Teton NP. Look at that deformation, ladies and gents, ain't it beautiful?
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A collection of McPhee's work entitled "Annals of the Former World" pictured in front of Jenny Lake. At the bottom of the lake, 260 feet below the surface, are tree stumps. Situation described in Oct. 1 entry to Squatter's Log.
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This is Mount Moran, seen from across Jackson Lake in Teton NP. See Squatter's Log Oct. 1 entry.
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Here the earth is rifting along the Teton Fault, and hot springs are the result - water seeps into the earth where it is heated and picks up chemicals, then it reemerges on the surface. Here, the hot springs have picked up sulfur and popped out in the Hoback River, northwestern WY. The sulfur facilitates the growth of certain algae, which show up as white in this picture.
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The view from Kebler Pass Rd. coming west out of Crested Butte, CO.
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Sunset in the basin and range, Nevada.
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Most of my WFR class. Scott, who for purposes of this weblog lives in the September 22 and 24 entries, is sitting on the bench.
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An angular uncomformity in eastern Nevada, just north of I-80 on the west side of the NV tunnel. (That's almost all of the cardinal directions in one sentence!) Here the lower sediments - the brown ones - were deposited and then tilted to about 45 degrees to form mountains hundreds of millions of years ago. Erosion flattened those mountains, and then the gray sediments were deposited on top - the gray was then horizontal. Next, more crustal folding - probably in the Mesozoic, the age of dinosaurs - pushed them up to their current angle and shoved the underlying brown strata up to the near vertical. (Basin and range faulting has not affected this particular area too much, according to McPhee.)
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This is Camp Snowcone, where the Canadians and I lived at Burning Man.
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This is Robin, who went by the playa name "Captain Canuck." Here he dances to the 80's tune "The Final Countdown." Meet him in the Sept. 2 entry in Squatter's Log. He's great.
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Robin found this bicycle in a dump and lent it to me. I installed the basket, water bottle and seat cover. I installed the seat cover because I was riding around naked. Just be glad I didn't photograph THAT. The bicycle's name was "Old Malaria," which devotees of Lonesome Dove will recognize as the name of Gus McRae's horse.
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People on the playa in Black Rock City.
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"Reina de la Noche," the Canadians' bus. "Reina de la Noche" translates into "Queen of the Night." I can't say for sure what they intended, but "Lady of the Night" is a fancy way to say "whore."
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Jeremy dispenses snowcones to passers-by at Camp Snowcone, the camp at which I lived with the Canadians.
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Cyclists on the playa in Black Rock City (the Burning Man encampment). It's as hot as it looks out there -- 116.5 degrees Farenheit, at one point.
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