Yesterday’s warmth melted snow and ice and created beauty everywhere I looked.
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Every winter it seems there is an unexpected thaw. Does that mean it should be expected? I just don’t know when to expect it. This morning I woke up and it was already 40º and there was a light wind blowing. A warm winter wind is a chinook and can be quite damaging to the snowpack. By mid-afternoon it was up to 50º and downright balmy. The snow was sliding from the roof with huge whumps, blocking our trails to the shop and greenhouse. I was shoveling snow and wearing a t shirt; it was that warm. Walking around the house to check on things, I noticed a dead honey bee on the snow’s surface. Then I noticed one flying and then I found more in the snow. At the hive, there is a great pile of dead bees near the entrance. I don’t know if any of this is normal. Ken thinks maybe the bees are cleaning out the bodies of bees that have died over the winter, taking advantage of the warm January day. I hope that’s all it is. This whole beekeeping endeavour is fraught with unknowns at every turn.
Yesterday I returned home after skiing in the morning and found two big trucks parked in our driveway and then I heard the sound of hounds in the draw down below and I knew some cougar was in trouble. In Washington it is not legal to hunt cougars with dogs. Only the state can use dogs to track and capture them. I’d heard last week that the neighborhood just up valley from us had been noticing a cougar and people seemed upset about it. We have always known there are cougars around but haven’t seen them or had any trouble with them. We have seen images from remote cameras not far from our house. I like knowing they are nearby. I don’t have to remind myself that we are the intruders in their habitat so it’s our job to minimize our impact on cougars and other wildlife.
I wanted to see what was happening but I also did not want to intrude and cause trouble. I could not see the area where the cougar was treed so I drove slowly down our road til I could look across the draw through the trees and watch from afar. There was one biologist and four volunteers and two hounds that never quit howling. After they got the animal out of the tree they said I could walk over to observe what they were doing so I parked the car and made my way through the deep snow on the steep hillside.
Here the cat has been tranquilized and lowered from the tree to a tarp below
Collaring the cat. With this collar scientists will be able to track her movements. This is part of state-wide study of cougars.
This is the second time this cat has been captured and collared. The previous time was three years ago.
There is a cotton spacer that is designed to rot so that collar will fall away after two years.
The checked her teeth to determine her health and approximate age. Based on her history, she is five or six years old.
The tag on her ear indicates that she was captured previously in Poorman Creek – less than ten miles away as the cougar travels.
All the data gathered is carefully recorded. She will have no secrets.
One of the hounds used to track and capture the cat. The house in the background is a summer cabin just below our place.
Measuring her head
While she is tranquilized, her eyes do not blink so gel is applied to keep them moist.
A healthy animal just over 100 pounds! She has three kittens that weigh about 30 pounds and they have all been living well off the local deer population.
That big claw is the one she uses to bring down a deer or other prey.
And the teeth deliver the final blow
This is a popular posed shot
Time to pack everything up so she can wake up in peace.
This is a Karelian Bear Dog. Normally Cash would have been in on the chase however he recently had TPLO surgery on his knee so is in recovery. He really wanted to be out there.
Learn more about the Karelian Bear Dogs here.
I have long wanted to see a cougar and somehow imagined that I would see one slinking across our road when I drove home after dark. This is not how I wanted to see a big cat. It’s unfortunate for her that she took up residence in an area where people were uncomfortable with her. Otherwise she would not have been tracked and treed and tranquilized. She was staying out of trouble. Hopefully this event will cause her to move into a quieter location.
The Merc Playhouse in Twisp hosts an open mic from time to time. It’s a great opportunity for musicians to perform in a professional setting with great acoustics and good lighting and also a comfortable audience. The Merc underwent a remodel last year and while I thought it was good before, it’s even better now. There is more seating and the acoustics have been improved. If you are nearby, I highly suggest that you take it in as a participant or an audience member.
Buzz
Finish with a flourish
Bob
TR
Gudron’s music is cued up
Gudron
Ken loves performing at the Merc
What key?
Oh, that one
Egon
Steve did a heartfelt version of Christmas in the Trenches
I did not catch this young man’s name. He did some original works.
Today I skied from Brown’s Farm to Mazama, had lunch and skied back; a distance of about 20k. For me it’s a good sk;, for others it’s just an average day. It’s a mostly flat stretch of the Community Trail along the Methow River. Along the way I was able to see quite a few interesting birds – a Belted Kingfisher, American Dippers, a large (200 plus) flock of Common Redpolls, Ravens, Mallards, Mountain and Black-capped Chickadees, Red-breasted Nuthatches, an unknown diving duck and a Northern Pygmy Owl. Soup at the Mazama store was Brazilian Black Bean served with avocado cream and salted baguette and quite satisfying. Temperatures were a little bit warmer, into the twenties today. Feels downright balmy after all the single digit days.
This dog is the official greeter at Brown’s Farm. I should know his name by now.
A gray day seemed perfect for black and white
The Methow River
Soup and bread at the Mazama Store.
I really, really need a longer lens for the little camera.
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