The Free Radical

In the shadow of majesty, we noted a certain contentment come over the Forest demeanour. The feeling was one of satisfaction.

Prior to Master Red-Tail’s revelation from a couple of days ago, Rodney from the Clan of Rodderick of the Raven Nation had been spotted way-far-away atop the Bashibas on the distant bank across the river. It was as though he was passing the baton, so to speak, in a strange storytelling relay.

And now that the latest revelation had been delivered by Red-Tail Hawk, he signalled his approval again.

It’s really rather remarkable that I was able to spot him at all, as the Bashibas are not all that close.

The clouds and the sky are still looking brand new to these eyes; something’s different, more vibrant, more alive!

Spring is truly just beginning…

…and the foraging promises to improve dramatically in the next few weeks! All I’m managing currently is all the wild onions I can eat, plenty of incredibly delicious juniper berries (in their third year), and the pungent sage-like flavour of the wild tarragon on the Mesa.

We’ll still need a bit more rain, as the snowpack this year isn’t all that impressive. Overall, the ground is still a bit dry, now that the frost has risen from the ground.

The pair of Eagles are still greeting us almost daily. My previous pics have gotten the elder with the white plumage of maturity, but this time I got the younger one who still sports the feathers of adolescence. This was taken from down in the river valley, at Kevin’s Watch, just after my good friend Darren (yeah, the one from Amazing Race Canada) had just caught up to us for the last bit of our hike.

Darren suggested that the one pictured here may be a hawk, but I find that unlikely, as I know that there is a pair of hawks at the southernmost point of our walk, while two eagles are always seen together at the northernmost point of our walk. It’s very unlikely that Hawk and Bald Eagle would be consistently hanging out together.

And that’s all I have for you today.