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Monday, November 5, 2018

Barn Hunting in York County, PA.

Pam headed to SC for a 4 day get away with Beth, Wendy, and Karen.  I flew to PA to visit Gary.  We planned lots of range time for shooting and I wanted to take barn pictures as well.

After landing at Washington/Baltimore we took the back roads through Amish country so I could look for barns.  I did take some barn pictures in MD when driving to and from the airport, but the majority were in PA.

We went to the range on Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday.   I must admit it’s fun shooting the steel targets.  PCC’s with Glock mags, Glock pistols, and several wheel guns (revolvers) Dennis let us shoot.  I liked the grip on the Ruger GP100, but it didn’t have the rear adjustable sights.  The S&W 629 was very nice with a 6-inch barrel and an adjustable rear sight.  We were shooting .38 Specials with the wheel guns and I was able to hit 6-inch steel plates at 38 yards.   Gary said I should sell my .44 and buy the GP100 in .357 Magnum.  That is the wheel gun Kevin wants.

Each day before and after we went to the range, Gary was stopping so I could take barn pictures.  Most were taken right from the road.  If I was from the area it would have been fun to talk to the farmers and ask to walk around some of their properties to get different views of the barns. 

Every time we ended up on a ridge we could see multiple farms in the distance.  Planting looked to be mainly soy beans and corn.  Mainly cattle farms with some chicken and pig farms also. Oh ... and Llamas ...

I love to drive the back roads in New England looking for barns.  Sometimes I can drive for hours and not see a barn or at least a barn I would like to take a picture of.  In PA, barns are like rabbits … they are everywhere.  I enjoyed driving and taking pictures.  Gary said Beth (his wife) likes that too.
Gary said on numerous occasions he has ZERO interest in looking at barns.  I would get comments from him like “Oh Look … A Red One”.  He said he would rather watch the New England Patriots play football than drive around looking at barns.  A clear shot across the bow at me as he's a Denver Broncos fan and hates the Patriots.  I told him we can’t all be consistent winners.  “Brady – GOAT” 

There were barns over every hill and around every turn in the road.  I hope with 4 days of barn hunting Gary has gained an appreciation for the fine barns in his area.  I know I could spend much more time hunting them down and taking pictures.  Hunting for barns is fun for me … "it’s worse than watching paint dry" for Gary …

Click on a barn picture to enlarge.

Also, the link below to my blog post "Red, White, and Barns of New England" has barn pictures I have taken in New England.

Sunday, October 21, 2018

Beaver Brook Association - Hollis, NH

When walking in Beaver Brook I take my camera just in case I see something interesting.  I found a couple nice areas where the deer consistently move from the swamp up the ridge and down the other side.   I jumped a couple deer but didn’t get good pictures of them. 

When I hike I want to be prepared so I carry my smallest pack with first aid, water, hand warmers, flashlight, headlamp, knife, multi tool, matches, rope, space blanket, tree saw, extra socks, gloves, granola bars, etc.  I tell Pam where I am going but I still want to be prepared in case something happens to me or I walk up on someone hurt.  If I am on a 3 or 4 mile hike and something happens I could be miles from my vehicle and could be on my own for a night.

As the ice on the ponds started to melt I was on a trail and spotted a Hooded Merganser.  When I tried to get close it flew away up the pond.  I followed in the woods, tried to get close again and the same thing happened.  I decided to go further in the woods and loop around from the other side.  It worked !!  As I approached I spotted 3 males and one female.   I got close enough to take a couple pictures.  The female was a good decoy as the males lost interest in my movement. 

Ice gone … bugs out … leaves coming out to block the views … critters warming up.  Forgot to pack the Deet … Pam hiked with me around one of the new ponds I found.  She is afraid of snakes so isn’t real interested in going with me once the weather warms up.  We had a great time exploring some new trails.

I spotted this 3 foot Northern Water Snake cruising close to shore looking for fish, frogs, or anything else edible.  Pam would never go back to this part of Beaver Brook if I told her where I was.  Shhh … I tell her I only take her to “Posted” areas where "Snakes are Prohibited”.  I have a picture in one of my previous posts from Beaver Brook of a water snake in the process of swallowing a fish.  It spotted me and tried to spit the fish out and run but the fish was too far in.  The snake ended up swimming off with half the fish in and half out.

Megan and Kevin hiked in a new section with me.  She spotted this male tree swallow off the trail.  We continued to some large rock formations with open cracks.  I saw porcupine scat below one of the openings.  As we were contemplating looking inside Megan spotted what she thought was a big earthworm.  It was 4 ½ inches long.  As I went to pick it up it rolled and I saw lots-o-legs … BOO …  It was a Millipede.  I grabbed a stick and lifted it off the leaves.  Megan held the stick while I took a picture.   Most comments from the picture are along the lines of gross, ewe, sick … what’s with that?  

I researched and this is an eastern millipede (Narceus Americanus) and is common in the woods of New England.  It cannot bite and defends itself by rolling up in a tight spiral and/or uses its orange/brown chemical defenses that must make it taste bad and maybe smell bad.  We didn't stress out this millipede so no spiral or chemical defense.  I set it back down and watched it disappear in the leaves.   

On one of my hikes I walked the Porcupine trail.  I often asked myself "What's with the name?"  That is until I spotted this little fella off that trail.  Go figure!!
Always a work in progress … 



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