On our 16,000+ Kilometer (10,000 miles) trip this summer, we came back through South Dakota. Like almost all rural places, the tiny towns of the Dakota plains have been hit hard through the years. Their purpose long taken over by a few bigger towns or cities. I have an affinity for these sad places. Belvidere is only one. I don’t choose it to make light; it is merely one of the many we visited. There is an archeology of hope and dreams and Belvidere is rich in the artifacts of lost community life.
The variety of these life forms in the Yukon and Northern British Columbia Forests was eye opening. I’m neither an expert, nor a collector. I just love wandering in the bush staring down at my feet. Later I try to research what I’ve seen. Some are extremely interesting. The orange lichen with the little black dots was about 1/3 hand size. Above that the yellow and green colours of the lichen were eye-opening. The pink dots are called fairy barf! Really! I call the big white one a bottle cap mushroom, and the lower red ones are obviously boob mushrooms (although I think they are Mycena haemoptus). On a slightly related salacious theme, the small mossy picture shows numerous little erect mushrooms….thousands of them.
This was early to mid September. Early autumn. Ran across a couple looking for ‘shrooms, ie. psilocybin or psychedelic mushrooms. I have no idea if I saw any or not. I think they thought I was lying.
In northern British Columbia, the Alaska Highway is route 97. It traverses the Northern Rockies which are, almost entirely, true wilderness.Wildlife everywhere..we saw Dahl’s sheep, caribou, bear, bison and mule deer. One of the most amazing roadtrips in the world. The Rockies section starts at Watson Lake, Yukon and ends at Fort Nelson, BC.
Mayo was once a red hot mining town. Been on a roller coaster since the early 1900’s. To get there you drive up the Klondike Highway and turn off at the Stewart river. Not very central to anything. These graves are in the old Pioneer Cemetery in Mayo. They sit together forever in a small grove.
A dream realized. We roadtreked to the Yukon. Visited many historical sites like Dawson City, Mayo, Keno Hill, and the spectacular country between these far flung places. The photos here are of Dawson, home of the Klondike Gold Rush. A suitable town at the end of the road. At least, the Klondike Highway. If you are up for it, and your vehicle is up for it, there is the Dempster Highway which now extends north to the Beaufort Sea at Tuktoyaktuk. We didn’t go. So our vehicle can’t boast a muddy coating of Tuk Muk. Even so, we found lively scenes in Dawson and Whitehorse. Yukon is energizing.
Spring in Tennessee
Gila Verde Cliff Dwellings lasted only 25 years in the 1200’s. These were people of the Mogollon civilization. The structures were built from rocks way down in the river valley. Carried up by the women. Farm fields were on the top of the cliffs. 6 big caves are present. This is a steep ladder down from the 5th cave.
Beach chairs on the shingle beach at Brighton, Sussex
The main Orkney Island, called ‘The Mainland” by the locals, has plentiful stone farm ruins. Lambing was in full flush. Fascinating place.