Not the greatest picture, but here’s what might best represent the head or source of Green Oz Creek, where two seeps merge to form this wide-ish, gradual rocky cascade.
Interesting overhead shot of the lower part of same cascade. The central white object is a rock. This is taken from a steep bank to the south of Green Oz Creek.
The source of Green Oz Creek from the opposite direction. The blue object is some kind of water bucket, perhaps formerly set up as a water source for local livestock. I speculate this because the upper part of Green Oz Creek lies within a fenced in cow pasture. In fact the middle section of the creek lies within a cow pasture as well, and only the lower part, toward the mouth, remains bovine free.
Here’s a primitive bridge made of branches and a warped wooden plank crossing one of the two seeps presently feeding the formation of Green Oz Creek. If you look closely, you can also see this bridge in the background of this post’s first photo.
And these two conjoined trees, one live and one dead, also appear in the same photo to the right, perched directly above the stream head.
We now move back to Yellow Down and the large rock found in its center. As of the morning of 9/17/13, I’m calling this I. Rock. No spirits showing up in this particular shot. š® The rock doesn’t seem to be staring back at me as much, either… or is it?
I also revisited the Tinsity/Wallace region on this particular hike, and found that I had absentmindedly left my plastic coffee cup from the day before on one of its two, larger rocky beaches — at the place I call Wallace. The thing is, something appeared to have interacted with the cup in the meantime, with the lid bent up. Was it a raccoon? If so, they also dug a *hole* about 5 inches deep and wide just in back of the cup where I found it this day. Why would a raccoon dig a substantial hole here? Was it trying to bury or hide the object? Of course, my mind starts thinking about aliens when anything out of the norm happens in the woods these days. The wife quickly speculated along the same lines when I returned home and told her about this most recent mystery event. No other obviously dug holes were found on this beach.
And then to punctuate the oddness, as it were, immediately after seeing the quite curious hole, I spied a dragonfly floating in the water near the tip of the beach’s projection. Thinking it was dead, I found a small stick and pulled it to shore. However, it started to stir slightly as I did this; it was obviously still alive, if weak. I managed to maneuver a leaf underneath it and then set it next to the dug hole. If the dragonfly were instead dead, I was planning to put it into the cup I left at the beach and take it home.
As you can tell from the below picture, this appears to be a pretty large example of the species. Those translucent green eyes were something else to look at. I remember now that my Second Life avatar Karoz has dragon eyes. Is this bug an aspect of Wallace himself in some fashion or way?
Is it a *trained* dragonfly? At any rate, when I returned to the same spot a number of hours later the insect was gone, supposedly having gathered its strength and flown away in the meantime.
Dragonfly (left center) and hole. I positioned a clear marble that I had in my camera bag next to the dragonfly, thinking that might give it some kind of comfort in its dying moments (when I thought it still might be dying). This also gives you an idea of the size of the bug — pretty big.
Dusk at Wealthy Mountain.
Sunklands 