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Green Oz Creek 01
Dam on the lower part of Green Oz Creek, below the Green Oz region proper. To remind, Green Oz Creek passes through Green Oz proper during the middle part of its journey from the side of Wealthy Mtn. to Health Lake, a total distance of less than a mile. I believe this is the only dam on the creek as well to my knowledge.
Yet another photo from Green Oz now, looking from the northern meadow into the heart of the Yellow Down section of this region. Green Oz Creek can be glimpsed in the center of the picture.
Interesting, purple-ish triangular rock in Green Oz Creek at Yellow Down.
A nearby, orange-y seep emptying into Green Oz Creek from the opposite direction.
Skillet Swamp in Greenup, just west of Tinsity/Wallace.
Still unnamed muck pool at Wallace.
Wallace Beach, where I found the mysterious hole dug last weekend (LINK).
Closeups of the quite interesting double cone shaped end of a branch projecting over Green Oz Creek opposite Wallace Beach. Again, it, as yet, has no name.
Wallace Beach from the direction of Tinsity, muck pool to the left of it and double cone end of stick to right across the stream. The mystery hole is in the center of the beach, but hard to spot from this angle.
Interesting cluster of leaves apparently caught by a spider web in a tree growing on the western edge of Wallace, just past the entrance sinkholes. Unusual seeming (once more).
Filed under Green Oz Creek, Herman Park, Wealthy Mountain
Green Oz Mouse…
Filed under 12 Lb Mound, Green Oz Creek, Herman Park
I’m
“The hole represents the grave of the bug, which is the grave of Wallace. You were suppose to put the bug into the hole. But you saw it was instead alive.”
bb:
Was it a *trained* insect?
Hucka D.:
That is all we’re allowed to say at the moment. Sorry.
bb:
What of the *light*?
Hucka D.:
Sorry.
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Let’s see, I was going to put the dragonfly, if dead, into the cup and take it home. I had accidentally left the cup behind on the beach the day before. In the meantime something had played with the cup and bent it up a bit, and also dug a hole perhaps at the same spot the cup was originally at (when I found the cup, it had been overturned). When I saw this cup, I also realized that I had *just* left another coffee cup of the same kind in Yellow Down. How absentminded can one be?? So I decided to return to Yellow Down and retrieve that cup as well, not wanting to clutter up the woods any more than I already do.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, Green Oz Creek, Herman Park, Heterocera, Wealthy Mountain
Wealthy Mtn. 04
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. 😮 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.
Filed under Green Oz Creek, Herman Park, Wealthy Mountain
Wealthy Mtn. 03: Yellow Down
Pretty amazing rock found in the midst of Green Oz Creek just before the lower entrance into Dark Space. Is it yet another one of those ancient artifacts, perhaps encoded with information about Green Oz, or at least the Dark Space part? Time might tell. Its texture reminds me a bit of satellite photographs of the Martian surface. Compare with here.
Standing above the rock.
A brick was discovered beside Green Oz Creek about 10 yards downstream from the rock pictured above. Remnant from an ancient road?
Peering into the lower entrance of Dark Space from Yellow Down, with the rock seen in photos 1 and 2 above being the furthest gray specimen back. Interesting vine above the Dark Space “entrance” as well from this angle.
Another more interesting stone; close to the brick. I have a name for this one: Rib Rock, because its shape reminds me of this curved bone, or a series of such. Actually I think the phrase I’m grasping for is “rib slab”. The rock can be wiggled back and forth like such a slab — or one could say it *rocks* back and forth. I also think of the Flintstone’s car and the giant dinosaur rib slab that topples it over during the closing credits of every episode.
Yd Falls again. Seems like every time I pass through Yellow Down I have to take a picture of it.
And now we return to I. Rock. Yes, I have a name for this one now as well. I. Rock means several things. The rock…
… as seen from this angle, appears to have not one but several “eyes” that stare back at the viewer.
I count 3 or 4 in this one. Can you see them? I’ll point them out in a future post, along with something else. Leaving the rock alone for now, take a good look at the photo above and below. Something very peculiar seems to be going on, so much so that I think I’ll reserve talk about it for a future post of its own (along with pointing out the rock eyes). For now, I’ll say it has to do with another meaning of the name “I. Rock”, and that is as a statement of consciousness. “I. Rock” translates, in this manner, to “I (am a) rock.” Or perhaps even going further, that the rock knows that it rocks, or that it is a very cool and meaningful rock. I really have no doubt of this consciousness factor.
Details from the top of I. Rock. And here’s another crucial term when considering this formation: microcosm. The rock is topped with a layer of soil from which sprouts a number of different plants, including the moss (and violets?) below.
The other side of the “face” of I. Rock, dominated by a crosshatching effect.
Closeup of the face. Notice there is a mouth of sorts as well. Reptilian.
I. Rock is situated about 10-15 yards from Green Oz Creek. The grass decorated rock in the foreground provides a great viewing spot for the surroundings.
Nearing the lower end of Yellow Down now, with Green Oz Creek soon to slide into impenetrable rhododendron as it continues toward Health Lake.
Filed under Green Oz Creek, Herman Park, Wealthy Mountain
Wealthy Mtn. 02: Tinsity
Interesting moss rimmed end of a stick projecting itself above the flow of Green Oz Creek at Wallace. A portion of Wallace’s rocky beach can be seen in the foreground. We’ll be talking about that beach quite a bit in coming posts.
Wallace’s rocky beach in the foreground, and Tinsity’s similarly sized beach more in the background (“downtown” Tinsity to its right). Also in the foreground is seen the as yet unnamed murky or stagnant pool of water originally found about 2 years ago in my first explorations of the Tinsity area.
Interesting bank in Wallace originally pictured here as well. Hucka D. states this is most likely the remains of some kind of ancient city wall. The Wall.
Closeup of the stagnant pool. Hucka D. is now indicating that the name is S. Pool, or perhaps Ace Pool. It is the result of a Tinsity/Wallace scientific experiment gone wrong.*
Main part of Tinsity, or what could be dubbed “The Avenue”.
Standout-ish rock on Tinsity’s beach. Another ancient artifact?
Barrier tree dividing both Wallace and Tinsity from the Bones area, considered somewhat haunted. Compare with here and here.
Alignment of 3 rocks in Dark Space. We are moving below Greenup through this space (called “Brownie” in ancient tongues) to reach Yellow Down and I. Rock (yes I have a name for it now!).
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* This same experiment may have caused Wallace’s several sinks holes found near the entrance to the town from the north, just before the Wallace Hump House.
Filed under Green Oz Creek, Herman Park, Wealthy Mountain
Wealthy Mtn. 01
More isolated rock in a Wealthy Mtn. cow pasture, looking considerably like a tombstone.
Sideview of same.
A little further up the mountain but looking in the same direction.
Interesting tree on a platform ridge about 4200 feet up now. Not much further to the top walking along this same path.
The top itself. I’ve already taken a photo of this particular tree for the Baker Blinker Blog (LINK).
As explained in that same blog entry, the very top of the mountain is enclosed by an elliptical rock wall, perhaps 100 feet in circumference.
Loose rocks adorning a larger rock at the very tip top of Wealthy Mtn., near the center of the region enclosed by the above pictured oval wall.
Looking off into the distance toward strangely aligned mountain peaks. Ley line?
Whatever, it was certainly another beautiful day on Wealthy Mountain!
Filed under Herman Park, Wealthy Mountain
Should…
be able to get out into the woods quite a lot this weekend. Gonna focus on Byng and Green Oz Creek and Wealthy Mtn. Maybe Whitehead Crossing… Norris. So many options.
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5:31pm:
Number 9 took a considerably shorter amount of time than I planned. I seem to be heading directly into contemplation of another synch — Tinsity is a preliminary name.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL
Bee
“You’re a bee, Hucka D. Doobie. Do-bee.”
Hucka D.:
Back again (I see). Want to talk about Tin S. Man more? I’m game. Tin S. Man is the boss at the place you work.
bb:
Meaning he is (kind of) me.
Hucka D.:
There is you, your friend Number 9, and the Co-Worker.
bb:
I go to work, walking up from my castle.
Hucka D.:
The Co-Worker said your workplace is your castle.
bb:
Castle away from castle (like home away from home).
Hucka D.:
Good enough.
bb:
But then I bring Number 9 into the picture. Number 9 is my friend but my imaginary friend.
Hucka D.:
Real and imaginary both.
bb:
I am Tin S. Man in this situation.
Hucka D.:
You have become Tin S. Man because the former Tin S. Man has vacated the property. Tin S. Man is a tile. Title, I meant to say there (tee hee).
bb:
You don the Tinman suit and become Tin S. Man.
Hucka D.:
So you and the Co-Worker can’t get along while Number 9 is imaginary but when it turns real and becomes a he (or she) you get along again. You became absorbed into Number 9. Now you are Tin. S. Man. Tin S. Man. Repeat after me…
bb:
Tin S. Man. Tin S. Man. Cool.
Hucka D.:
You can assume the role of any of these 4 Men (actually). You can become primitive and turn into Apeman. You can become super smart and super wise and become Superman. You can be Tin S. Man (as spoken about). You can become Imaginary Man (as talked about).
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bb:
I kind of find it fascinating that I’m now Tin S. Man and not my old friend from before, the other person strongly interested in rainbowology.
Hucka D.:
He painted himself into a corner and shot himself into a foot. He remained imaginary while you were real and that produced a conundrum, a paradox. The solution is that you replace Tin S. Man with yourself. This means Wallace3 has become an alternate self that you live side by side with.
bb (repeating):
I’m Tin S. Man.
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