Daily Archives: October 11, 2012

Byng & Environ

Possibly diseased plant leaf of unknown species, but possibly an umbrella plant (not a mayapple plant, however). Interesting serpentine patterns, whatever. Found near Lion’s Roar and Byng.

Like Kentucky, the below spot represents a flat, platform like area on a ridge above Flanigan’s Fork west of Byng. It lies just beyond the upper reaches of rhododendron on this ridge, and thus you have to climb to this spot to get over to the next ridge beyond, or to avoid the rhododendron bramble in other words. I haven’t named this particular flat place on the ridge yet (unlike Kentucky). Maybe Louisiana? It lies 2 ridges west of Kentucky at any rate.

Quite interesting rocks on the ridge to the west, in turn, of the one pictured above, the one separating the second and third valley of the 4 Valley Region here. Or more accurately, kind of between the top of the 3rd valley working our way west still, and this ridge.

A number of yards below this rock is an overhang essentially creating a very low ceiling, open cave of sorts. I’m now calling this spot Other Cave, and I found a broken bottle within, indicating a human presence sometime in its past. Very interesting, given the remoteness of the location, practically surrounded by rhododendron and pretty off the beaten path for certain. Did this forested area use to be a pastured meadow in some past time, by chance? Could be — I’ll keep checking. Or is the bottle of more recent origin? At any rate, it certainly brings to mind the shattered bottle of Kentucky, also in a remote spot and fairly nearby as well.

Returning to Lion’s Roar/Kansas, we have this interesting looking rock positioned where I cross Byng Creek to keep proceeding upstream in Kansas above Lion’s Roar. Looks like the knife shaped rock has a single eye. That dark spot near the “eye” is some kind of tiny black mollusk, perhaps a periwinkle.

Cascades just in front of the above pictured rock. No name for them yet, once again… but soon I suppose. Periwinkle Falls?

Picture of a nearby, large spider, perhaps a writing spider (lower center).

Quite interesting moss covered formation, also next to Periwinkle Falls as we’ll currently call them. This is now just below the cleared space known as Four Minutes, also notable as the start of Byng’s Mystery Trail.

Rock in Byng Creek just upstream from Periwinkle Falls, and right next to Four Minutes.

Four Minutes itself. More on this space soon.

A sun splashed Lion’s Roar with Byng running beside it and Periwinkle Falls just behind the background rhododendron.

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Roaring Lion

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roaring_Lion

Calypso musician Roaring Lion wrote a tribute song in 1939 entitled “Bing Crosby”, in which he wrote: “Bing has a way of singing with his very heart and soul / Which captivates the world / His millions of listeners never fail to rejoice / At his golden voice…”[53]

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“I can’t get a cold, Hucka D.”

Hucka D.:

Lion’s Roar — Byng. Feel it.

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Tell me the story.

Hucka D.:

Byng has a golden voice. (pause)

bb:

Yes?

Hucka D.:

Pure. Known throughout Frank and Herman Parks. Golden.

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What is the significance of that?

Hucka D.:

Lisa initiated the 3333 protectate. Byng syng.

bb:

s-y-n-g?

Hucka D.:

Yes. Lion’s Roar.

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I think another community, shall we say, in the area might be called 4 Minutes. Like Second Life, Jeogeot, had a 6 Minute Hill. (pause). Baker Bloch is heading there now. (pause) But he’s gotta fall outta the sky first.

Hucka D.:

Dorothy. Landing.

bb (after checking):

Why am I not surprised. Nothing there.

Hucka D.:

Back to Byng then. But good you checked anyway.

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Mystery path parallel to Byng. Otherwise, I could not easily reach upper Byng from lower Byng. Considerably more difficult it would be. Considerably.

Hucka D.:

Lisa made it. With Pete.

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Another thing I have is that

Further, the lyrics of many of his “war calypsoes” (essentially insult songs) presage those of similar hip-hop battle rap songs by over 50 years. An extract from his lyrics to “War” (recorded during the 1930s by Roaring Lion with Executor, Caresser, and Attila and directed against their fellow calypsonian Wilmoth Houdini) is a particularly good example of such lyrics:

The earth is a trembling and a tumbling
And the heavens are falling and all
Because the lion is roaring.
My tongue is like the blast of a gunman…
Destruction, desolation and damnation —
All these I’ll inflict on insubordination,
For the Lion in his power is like the rock of Gibraltar.

… oops. Lion roaring is war here, Hucka D.

Hucka D.:

I put that in.

bb:

Did you get bored?

Hucka D.:

Yes. I want to fly like Superman.

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Great. So Lisa made this Lion’s Roar place on Byng.

Hucka D.:

That is correct.

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Part of the 3333 Initiative.

Hucka D.:

To protect. You. Now all you need is a singing bowl of your own.

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I think it can be the creek.

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… Byng today, and the source of the creek. My pictures didn’t really turn out, however, and this is the only one I felt blog worthy…

Still not that great of a picture, but at least it’s somewhat in focus. It’s an interestingly patterned rock found not far from Byng’s source. Afterwards I was pretty close to the top of Wealthy Mtn. so I just huffed on up there, and travelled the edge of Green Oz Valley on the way back to the car. Here’s another picture, from the top…

I don’t think the leaves are going to put on much of a color show this year. Hucka D.?

Hucka D.:

Show them the last picture.

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Okay… (checking) Actually I decided to delete that picture of Wedge with the stuff I found on the ridge above it, Hucka D.

Hucka D.:

Where are you headed tomorrow?

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Well I thought I’d just go back to Blyng — Byng — and do some more hiking; take a different angle through the woods.

Hucka D.:

Great. What do you think of Byng?

bb:

I believe it’s a fantastic creek. I’m not sure an art happening will take place there.

Hucka D.:

Oh I think it has to. You’re set up. You have that rock that will protect you in the rain. You have open-ish meadows below. You have the path along the creek up to the impasse, when you can just jump up into the woods and take that mystery path up to the top of Blue Feather Falls…

bb:

That’s the actual name of the falls, Hucka D.? Who named them?

Hucka D.:

Blue Feather of course.

bb:

Blue Feather Douglas? (no answer) So… is the stream itself named Blyng or Byng or something else?

Hucka D.:

Depends on which era you’re talking about. Lisa knows.

bb:

I suppose she would, since she owns the whole mountain.

Hucka D.:

The new blog is good. Away from Second Life.

bb:

Why was it called Byng?

Hucka D.:

Just a name. Like Fred. Or your favorite: Bob.

bb:

The creek has a past, though. I found irritating spray on that mystery path you mentioned. Strange… why would someone carry protecting spray in the middle of the woods when noone was around.

Hucka D.:

Maybe someone was around, then. Maybe there’s your story.

bb:

So a girl use to come to this creek. To get away from… a boy; boys. Brothers?

Hucka D.:

It’s your story.

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I don’t suppose the girl would be Lisa?

Hucka D.:

Might be. She had to come from somewhere.

bb:

But it’s Lisa Simpson; Lisa the Vegetarian.

Hucka D.:

Still she had to get to Wealthy Mountain sometime, somewhere. A girl, living alone on a creek… might feel the need for some kind of protection.

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So this could be Lisa’s home creek of sorts. Hold on, Hucka D.

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Was Lisa scared of this Pete? And the battle map: Was this a battle map to take Wealthy Mountain. From Pete? Or just a plan to take Wealthy Mountain. Who was on Wealthy Mountain before Lisa?

Hucka D.:

Wealthy Mountain, Wealthy Mountain, Wealthy Mountain…

bb:

Well?

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Hucka D.:

Spheres. Singing spheres.

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bb:

Maybe Pete is a dog — of a more vicious type.

Hucka D.:

Pete Fountain. The dog.

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bb:

Tin S. Man seems to predict what I’m going to say in the next email sometimes, Hucka D. This has happened at least twice.

Hucka D.:

Foreshadowing. You are creating synchronicity.

bb:

I deleted the last email.

Hucka D.:

That’s fine. You need to think about Blyng here.

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Is it Blyng or Byng? I think I like Byng better. Or Blynk.

Hucka D.:

Not Blynk. Not that again.

bb:

Byng, like Bing Crosby. Something in the past, several levels or layers before. Byng, Elvis, Beatles, Pink Floyd, Metallica, Pink… a number of layers before.

Hucka D.:

Peel the onion. Look at the empty pool. Understand that a house was once there. Think about all this. Hike! Happy hiking day number 2!

bb:

Thanks!

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