Filed under: Friends, Photos | Tags: Documerica, Environmental Protection Agency, EPA
Photograph by David Hiser
Getting back to some normal inspiration around here… the other day I came across a great site from NY Times Green Blog. The site is called Daily DOCUMERICA, and it is a collection of early 1970′s era photographs from dawn of the Environmental Protection Agency. In 1971 the newly created EPA announced a photodocumentary effort to capture the great changes taking shape in the American landscape. Have a look and follow on tumblr for some daily EPA inspiration.
Photograph by Erik Calonius
Photograph by Deborah Parks
Photograph by Charles Steinhacker
Filed under: The Great Outdoors
It is with great sadness that I have to explain the reason for the lack of posts as of late to The WildWood. My father, an infinite source of inspiration and a rock in my life, passed away just before the New Year. It was a shock and still is to myself and my family. He will forever be with us in memory.
In his memory I wanted to recall one of the last experiences we shared together. It was the day after Thanksgiving, and we had just sent the ladies out to go shopping. Myself, my brother, and our Father headed over to the woods for a walk . These were the same woods that I had spent my youth running around in, exploring, pushing over dead trees, and riding bikes. The leaves had all finally fallen from the trees and the sun had settled into its low hanging winter position, casting long shadows throughout the forest floor. It was a gentle walk, first past the old graveyard along some single track and then onto the creek crossing. Periodically along the way we stopped to chat about nothing extraordinary. At one such stop my father tilted his head back and let out a loud primal screech echoing through the woods, seemingly just to make sure he was still alive. At another stop we took a piss on a fallen log. It was as if the further into the woods we walked the more we reverted to some wild place inside.
When we finally reached the creek we stopped to sit on the rocks while the dog sat in and drank from the stream. We sat there awhile, not saying much, just enjoying each others presence. Before we left however we spotted down stream a beautiful and large fox with a big red tail. It was a rare sight for the time of the day, and in all time I had spent in these woods had never seen a fox like that. For several moments we were transfixed by its presence and then it continued down stream. After the encounter we made our out way out of the woods, satisfied with the time we shared and for having witnessed the beautiful fox that day.
The day after my father passed away I went out for my regular morning walk with the dog. When we got close to the woods I began thinking about that last walk I shared with my father. I was glad that one of the last memories I had with him could have been that time in the woods. Just as I was remembering that last walk a motion at the tree line caught my eye. At that moment a large fox, maybe the same fox, stepped out of the woods. Unfazed by my presence or my dog going crazy, the fox gingerly crossed the the street in front of us and was gone just as quickly as he appeared.
Last year I resoluted to spend less time reading about the outdoors and simply spend more time outside and in the woods. In this New Year I am going to double down on that resolution. I’ve gotta get back into the woods to walk, to fish, to breath… and I have got to see that fox again.
Filed under: Craft, The Great Outdoors | Tags: camping, Nessmuk, outers, Woodcraft, woodlore
I picked up this old copy of “Nessmuk’s” Woodcraft and Camping at a used book seller recently. This book is a true classic containing essential knowledge for woodcraft and woodlore. If you are looking for a little inspiration to become an “outer” and start roughing it or maybe just spending a little more time outdoors this is for you. If you want to know more about Nessmuk and who he was check out this previous post.
This past week I had the opportunity to catch Futurebirds live. These young guns hail from Athens GA, and with their reverb drenched southern rock they are gaining a lot of attention. I know what you are thinking, “not another alt-country” group to but these guys put on an excellent show and make damn good music. Give em a listen, they do an excellent rendition of Stevie Nicks’ Wild Heart which you can hear below.
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For more check out their album Hampton’s Lullaby. Looking forward to more good things coming from these guys.
Filed under: Angling, Books | Tags: Richard Brautigan, Trout Fishing in America
An excerpt from Richard Brautigan’s “Trout fishing in America.”
“I threw out a salmon egg and let it drift down over that rock and WHAM! a good hit! and I had the fish on and it ran hard downstream, cutting at an angle and staying deep and really coming on hard, solid and uncompromising, and then the fish jumped and for a second I thought it was a frog. I’d never seen a fish like that before.
God-damn! What the hell!
The fish ran deep again and I could feel its life energy screaming back up the line to my hand. The line felt like sound. It was like an ambulance siren coming straight at me, red light flashing, and then going away again and then taking to the air and becoming an air-raid siren.
The fish jumped a few more times and it still looked like a frog, but it didn’t have any legs. Then the fish grew tired and sloppy, and I swung and splashed it up the surface of the creek and into my net.
The fish was a twelve-inch rainbow trout with a huge hump on its back. A hunchback trout. The first I’d ever seen. The hump was probably due to an injury that occurred when the trout was young. Maybe a horse stepped on it or a tree fell over in a storm or its mother spawned where they were building a bridge.
There was a fine thing about that trout. I only wish I could have made a death mask of him. Not of his body though, but of his energy. I don’t know if anyone would have understood his body. I put it in my creel.
Later in the afternoon when the telephone booths began to grow dark at the edges, I punched out of the creek and went home. I had that hunchback trout for dinner. Wrapped in cornmeal and fried in butter, its hump tasted sweet as the kisses of Esmeralda.”
Filed under: Wilderness Heroes | Tags: Eiger, ice climbing, Jeff Lowe, Jon Krakauer, Metanoia, mountain climbing
Jeff Lowe was and still is one of the most important and influential American mountain climbers, credited with bringing ice climbing to the US and for inventing the “mixed climbing” style. A visionary climber, he has made over 1000 first ascents including Colorado’s Bridalveil Falls. He also happens to be the brother of Greg Lowe founder of Lowe Alpine.
In 1991 After struggling through some of his life’s roughest spots including a divorce and a failed business he sought an escape and headed to do a solo ascent of The Eiger in the Swiss Alps. Specifically he went to climb the Nordwand, otherwise known as the North face of the mountain…in the winter. The climb, during which Jeff almost lost his life, went on to become a transformation event and one which resulted in “metanoia,” a Greek word meaning a fundamental change of thinking. Do yourself a favor and watch the clip below, narrated by Jon Krakauer, to get the fuller version of this story. Also the video above is of Jeff unpacking his Vaude pack 20 years later that he left on the climb up Eiger.
Filed under: Angling, Books, Fly Fishing, Outdoors | Tags: Curt Gowdy, fly fishing, hunting, Joe Brooks, outdoors, The American Sportsman Treasury, vintage
The American Sportsman was a television show that aired from 1965 to 1986. The show, which was probably one of the first to depict outdoor adventures, showed hunting and fishing trips by the show’s host along with celebrities such as Bing Crosby and Andy Griffith. The tv show got it start as 20 min segment on the Wide World of Sports which followed Curt Gowdy (who went on to host the show) along with the legendary Joe Brooks on a fly fishing expedition in the Andes Mountains. The eventually went on to become The New American Sportsman which covered all types of sports, and in doing so lost the appeal of the original which focused on outdoor adventures.
I recently found the book,The American Sportsman Treasury, which is basically the hardbound version of the original tv show. The book contains more stories and excellent photos from various fishing and hunting trips of the past by experienced outdoorsman. More of the images can be found here.
Filed under: Angling, Fly Fishing | Tags: brown trout, fall, fly fishing, South River, Special Regulations
Mountains in the clouds
Saturday I woke to a dusting of wet snow that was over by noon. Not willing to let a little powder deter me from my plans to fish, I headed out just as the sun broke. Driving, the sky really opened up and sun poured down. However as I slowly made my way over the mountain the clouds quickly returned and instead of driving in sun I found myself in a dense fog and snow.
Burning bush
For a moment I wondered if I had made the right decision and considered heading back, but as I descended to the other side the clouds once again parted and the sun was back.
A fine specimen
I made my way to the South River to fish a specially regulated area where a new brown trout fishery is trying to be established. Apparently there are some fish that have held over, however I mostly found smaller guys who had probably been stocked recently. Either way it was a glorious autumn day and the fishing not to bad either.
Trees on fire
Filed under: Angling, Wilderness Heroes | Tags: Angling, fly fishing, Hugh Falkus, Slamo the Leaper
Hugh Falkus was a WWII airplane pilot, writer,naturalist, film maker, and most importantly angler. An inspiration to generations of anglers he published several books on fishing including Salmon Fishing and Sea Trout Fishing which established him as “the father of modern sea trout fishing,” and had a huge impact on modern spey casting.
While working for the BBC Films Natural History Unit, Falkus also produced and wrote many films. One of which I have come across, Salmo the Leaper posted here in its entirety for your viewing pleasure, covers the natural history of the Atlantic salmon along with some great insight and footage of catching one on the fly while properly wearing a waxed canvas jacket.
*All of the parts to this film are great, but if you want what is probably the best moment go to 11:30 on Part 2 of the film.
Filed under: Architecture, Eats | Tags: greenhouse, Lynchburg Grows, virginia
I had the opportunity the other day to visit a pretty amazing non profit operation in Lynchburg Virginia. Several years ago Lynchburg Grows took over 9 historic green houses from the city of Lynchburg. The green houses which were once used to grow roses for almost a century were transformed into organic vegetable beds. The urban farm now provides food to the city schools along with education opportunities for youth.
Its a pretty impressive operation already but with plans to establish a fruit orchard and an aquaponics system with tilapia it should be an even more amazing place. For the whole story check them out.
