Showing posts with label Great Basin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Great Basin. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 13, 2016

A Memorable Trip to Ibex, Millard County, Utah

 We wanted to do a family camping trip, so we headed to the Ibex cliffs and hard pan about 50 miles west of Delta, Utah. This is a well-known climbing area, and Desert Girl couldn't resist climbing up one of the boulders. There were some neat arches on the underside.

Then she told me to climb up so she could take my photo.

We found a fun camping spot near one of the big boulders. We hung out a bit in the shade.

Desert Boy was eager to use his new stove. We also had the tire-rim fire pit my husband made.

Then it was time to go for a hike. We drove south across the playa and to some neat looking cliffs. The kids weren't too excited to go hiking, but we made them go anyway. Desert Girl was not shy about letting her feelings known.

The hike involved some scrambling, which made it extra fun.

Desert Girl was happy she did the little hike.

A bit farther south was Ibex well, where we found an old trough.

There's a big water tank next to the well. It's definitely a landmark.

The pump looked really big, so that well must be deep.

The wind was coming from the south, which meant we would have a nice tailwind riding back to camp. The playa was so flat I could ride with no hands, something that impressed the kids.

And why not take a selfie while bike riding?

We found a little motocross track and made a few laps.

Desert Girl started doing some tricks.

After dinner we went out for a walk on the playa, where we found someone had left a lot of trash.

As we continued walking, we found some fun short cliffs to scramble up and some beautiful light.

The kids were in a good mood and ready to pose.

 We kept going up the cliffs for awhile just because it was fun.

Hurray, some smiles!

The kids are getting more into taking photos.


When we got back, we made a fire, but it was windy and embers were flying everywhere, so we didn't keep it going for long.

We entertained ourselves with some light painting. The kids tried to write their names. The first attempts looked kind of like a heartbeat.

The star and heart turned out well.

Then I cloned myself.

And look at how many kids!

We set up our tent in the shelter of the big boulder. But then the wind turned and blew so hard that it broke the tent and we got very little sleep.
It was still a fun trip, and I look forward to going back. But I think I'll check the wind forecast!

Friday, September 9, 2016

Labor Day Kids Rodeo at Leamardo Days, Leamington, Utah

 On Labor Day, we went to Leamington, Utah for their Leamardo Days celebration. We bought tickets for the BBQ dinner, rodeo, and raffle. We also signed up the kids to participate: Desert Girl in mutton busting and Desert Boy in calf riding.

Mutton busting (little kids riding a sheep) was up first, and one of Desert Girl's classmates also participated. He rode the sheep backwards to get a better grip, and he sure did hold on tight.

What a face! He was bound and determined to stay on.

Eventually, though, he started sliding off, but he stayed on a good while, good enough to earn $20!

He had a little jaunt walking back. He had done it!

Desert Girl was very nervous about doing this, but she wanted to give it a try. She wore her cowboy boots and cowgirl shirt and some decorated leggings (she's going through a not-liking jean phase).

That sheep moved fast, and soon she was only holding on around the sheep's neck. (That darn railing was in my way for the photos!)

And then her arms weren't even around the sheep.


She was on the ground and getting up.

She was not at all happy about the falling part of the ride. But she did better than some of the participants, who didn't really even make it out the gate. She was awarded a package of Skittles, and that helped make her feel better.

Next up was the calf money run, where a calf has tickets on it and the kids try to pull them off to earn a buck. Kids were running all over the arena, including Desert Boy.

Next up was calf riding. Desert Boy was very nervous about this.

He loaded up in the chute.

And then he was off!

I mean literally off! He had a rowdy calf.

Ouch!

He didn't like the falling part either.

He said his calf riding days are over.

Soon after was the greased pig competition. Whoever tackled the pig got to take it home. Desert Girl was motivated. She wanted a pet pig.

The kids ran around and around in circles.

This kid dove for the pig but didn't quite get it, but eventually someone did.

There were other events like barrel racing, saddle bronc, and hide racing, but I didn't get photos of those because the kids really wanted to have snow cones and we were kind of worn out from the camping adventure the night before (more on that later). After it was all said and done, Desert Girl was really glad she had done the mutton busting, and wants to do it again. She's near the weight and age limit, though, so I'm not sure she will. Desert Boy is upset he can't do mutton busting, as that seems to him a lot less painful than calf riding. I'm glad the kids got the chance to participate, and I'm quite all right if they don't decide to take up rodeoing for a hobby or career, it's not an easy sport and the chances of injury are pretty high! It was great having an event where they could give it a try.

Saturday, August 20, 2016

Some Views of the Strawberry Fire, Nevada

A lot of my time over the past couple weeks has been spent on the Strawberry Fire, started in Great Basin National Park by a lightning strike. The fire is nearly over (we hope!), and I have a day off to download photos and reflect on what's happened. 

The fire was reported on Monday, August 8 about 11 am. Some park staff looked at it and reported that it covered about 15 acres and spreading quickly. The BLM was called in to assist with full suppression. A few hours later, the fire had spread to an estimated 2,000+ acres. Fire crews weren't even able to enter the canyon because it was too dangerous. 

We went out that evening and got some views. Watching the fire and smoke column was even better than watching TV!

I drove around to Highway 6/50, where ash was falling. I pulled off the road and found some vantage points of the glowing canyons.


With a long exposure I could see the many little fires on the hillside, each of them a glowing tree. It was a bit surreal.

From the Mill Creek road, I got a neat long exposure of the rising smoke. The light on the left is the moon. The light in the lower right is from flames.

That night, crews stayed on the ranch, and I stepped outside to see them do their 6 am briefing.

The smoke continued on Tuesday, with big patches of trees burning. It seemed like the fire was spreading in at least a couple directions.

After work, I picked up the kids and we took a little drive.

A sign on Highway 6/50 said Smoke Across Highway. They were certainly right.

We drove through the smoke and past Weaver Creek. I climbed a hill and got this perspective on the fire.

Then we went to Silver Creek Reservoir, which was being used by a dip site by one of the helicopters. It was cool to watch. We managed to swim a little in between helicopter trips, and that water is beautiful!

Here's the view from the Mill Creek side, with the private property in the lower left.

On Wednesday, I had an all-day hike for work. When I returned in the late afternoon, I cooled off in the pond near our house. I noticed that everything looked orange. The wind had changed, and the smoke was blowing across the sun. Fortunately, the fire didn't grow too much, but was estimated at over 3,000 acres.


Thursday was my first chance to go into Strawberry Creek Canyon and look at it with the eyes of a Resource Advisor from the fire. (My photos are elsewhere from that day, but you'll get an idea soon of what it looked like.) While approaching the canyon, we could see a nice mosaic of burned and unburned areas. I was hopeful the fire had burned similarly further up canyon. But once we entered the canyon, we saw that the fire had burned everything from ridgetop to ridgetop, including the entire riparian area. I groaned, thinking of the flash floods that would ensue. In fact, Facebook reminded me of a post the year earlier, when my supervisor and I had nearly been trapped in Lexington Canyon due to a flash flood over the Black Fire. We barely got out of there and thought we would surely have to spend a night, unprepared, in the canyon.

On Friday, 8/12, I returned to the fire as a Resource Advisor and accompanied another Resource Advisor who had come from Redwoods National Park. Our task for the morning was to assess a potential spike camp and helispot past the end of the road. We got some good views on our hike, including some burned areas near the top of Strawberry Creek.

We followed the historic Osceola Ditch, which had burned over. The steep slopes adjacent to it will make preserving the ditch difficult.

The footbridge over the creek on the Sage-Steppe loop was still smoldering. (Here are some photos from this area before it burned.)

The sign showing the Mountain Shrub Community will make a good photopoint as the vegetation returns to the landscape. You can see the many smokes in the Blue Canyon area of the fire.

Some other folks were electrofishing Strawberry Creek that morning to see if any Bonneville cutthroat trout could be salvaged. To my great surprise, they found a lot of fish. Hurray! I was so happy to be wrong. They were moved to Silver Creek. More fish salvage is expected to take place next week, hopefully before it rains.

In the afternoon we witnessed several retardant drops, including some by VLATs--Very Large Air Tankers. Read mucho dinero.


Saturday I left the fire in the hands of three very capable NPS resource advisors from other parks. The number of people on the fire had swelled to over 400, and acreage was now estimated at over 4,000 acres. I attended a workshop and dinner that I had signed up and paid for weeks earlier. It turned out I wasn't quite done with the fire for the day, though. During dinner I got a call asking me to respond to the fire in the ambulance, as there had been a fatality on the fire and the primary ambulance had gone to respond to it and they needed a backup ambulance. When I got to the fire camp, which had swelled to a dozen yurts and many semi-trailers, I learned a little more from some of the line EMTs. Most of the details were still obscured, though, and no one was entirely certain what had happened except that one of the hot shots (very experienced firefighters) had died from a falling snag.

I went to bed late and exhausted that night, but was back to the fire camp at 6 am for the morning briefing. It was a somber affair. The fire was still burning, though, so there was work to be done. The personnel on the division of the fire where the firefighter had died had totally changed.

I spent my morning looking at where the fire retardant had been sprayed. Fortunately it was far from aquatic resources. The high nitrogen content of the fire retardant isn't good for aquatic systems, but on upland resources has very little impact.

The retardant coated some trees, and I was able to see some large pockets of bug-killed trees. If forests don't receive periodic fire, the insects will come in and help refresh the forest by eating the weakened trees that are growing too closely together.

We also evaluated a possible medevac site and looked at the old limber pines that would potentially have to be cut for a helicopter to land there. We hoped it wouldn't have to be used.

Some of the limber pines along the ridge were really massive, and the other resource advisors showed me how to read some of the burn scars on them.

Here's a closeup of the burn scars. Some old trees showed as many as three burn scars.

We had lunch overlooking Blue Canyon, safe in the retardant area.

Later that day, two of us walked down a contingency handline to inspect that. The handline was put in so that if the fire spotted across the ridge, firefighters would have a place to start fighting from.

The line bombed down through mixed conifer, mahogany, and then a sagebrush ridge. We kept it on our radar for future rehab.
Later that day, information was released to the public about the fatality on the fire. His name was Justin Beebe and he was with the Lolo Hotshots. Soon we were getting more information about his background and who he was. The news stories turned the abstract into something more real. You can read more here. My heart goes out to Justin's friends and family and the firefighting community.

On Monday, I returned to the lower part of Strawberry Canyon with the leader of the Burned Area Emergency Response (BAER) team. This team will evaluate how to stabilize the area so that it can recover as well as possible.

We discussed various options and basically just did a reconnaissance of Strawberry Canyon road and a bit up the trail.

Some sections of the fire burned really hot (where you see the white up on the ridge), so those areas are expected to have less soil stability. We've witnessed massive flooding after the nearby Black and Hampton Fires, so we are expecting the same for the Strawberry Fire. I spoke with the incident meteorologist (a position with a Type 2 team!) about this flooding and gave him the date for one of the floods in the Black Fire. He will be looking up the radar for that date and that info can help forecasters better predict when Strawberry Creek will flood. If anyone has any dates for other floods on the Black or Hampton Fires, let me know and I'll pass those on.

I had to work on a fish project on Tuesday and Wednesday because that had been in the planning stages for years and we needed to get it done. But Thursday I was back out on the fire with more BAER team members. They were quite interested in the very long culverts under the road. They are plastic, and the ends had melted.

It was really nice seeing some regrowth in the fire. Along places, sedges were already several inches high. We also saw two elk in the middle of the really burned area.

On Friday I installed a couple wildlife cameras that may capture photos of flooding and regrowth. We'll find out. The road is really close to the creek in some places and we expect it will get washed out.

Then I re-walked the contingency handline and found that the Slide Mountain Hand Crew from the Tahoe area had done a really nice job rehabbing it. It will no longer turn into a gully if it rains. The crew foreman pointed out some other fire scars on the landscape I had never noticed before.

I'm off the fire for now, with other duties to attend to. The fire is 98% contained. You can see incident info, press releases, photos, and maps on Inciweb. It was a very interesting experience, as it's been many years since I was on such a large fire. The fatality was a tragedy I hope to never have happen on a fire I'm on again. It really brought home how dangerous wildfires are and the fragility of life. I think I'll still be processing it for some time. 

I really appreciate the other resource advisors and firefighters sharing their knowledge about fire processes and history. I've learned a lot. And I have a feeling I'll keep learning more as we watch how the fire recovery takes place.
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