October 13, 2012 · 7:50 am

Turning Tide

“6 Minute Hill extended your magical stretch of creek down to Lion’s Roar the other direction. Woof.”

bb:

That it?

Hucka D.:

No. There’s more.

Lion:

Do you know who I am?

bb:

Roger. Roger that?

Lion:

Roger that.

—–

“6 Minute Hill” must be home, then, Hucka D.”

Hucka D.:

Roger that… sorry.

bb:

The Impasse, though.

Hucka D.:

Oh.

bb:

Back to Tin S. Man.

Hucka D.:

Good. Good to say that at a point in the past, which is really past/present/future, Tin S. Man and you agreed on 2 paths to be taken. You took the low path, say, and he the high. Now you’re back together in the present, which is again All Time, and comparing notes about your journeys. You will make a site — Rainbowology. Until that time, and you decide what you want to put into it, the 3333 Protect[or]ate has been enacted by Lisa V.

bb:

And that’s all.

Hucka D.:

That’s all there is.

Lion:

We anticipate a temple. Temple of TIDE.

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October 13, 2012 · 7:21 am

Hiking Day 3

Another remarkable day of hiking in Herman Park. Visited Herman’s Grave again on Yards Mtn. and got some really good pics of the epitaph plaque on the back of it finally. Can do some analysis. Also I’m thinking that Herman’s Rock with its lighting bolt quartz vein is intimately and directly tied into this gravestone, and that the two are somehow one. Strange thought I know. I didn’t realize until yesterday that you can see the grave clearly from the top of this rock. Got more objects into Lion’s Roar on Byng Creek — about 50 objects total are there now, or probably about the same as at Billfork. I’m now calling Lion’s Roar the big, overhanging rock on the creek itself — this is where the truly magical stretch of the creek begins, running up at least to the impasse where you must go up the bank to the Mystery Path to proceed further. Four Minutes is now the cleared out section about 20 yards upstream from the Lion’s Roar rock, where a TILE Temple might be built in the future. Further up, closer to Impasse, we have Six Minute Hill. I might clear some of that area out tomorrow, in fact. Why not. All 50 objects come from the top of the Yards Mtn. ridge, the stuff I was originally going to set up in Wedge but decided to move to Lion’s Roar several days ago. Wedge is on Yards Mtn., while Lion’s Roar and Byng (Creek) are on the side of neighboring Wealthy Mtn. The focus really remains on Wealthy Mtn. still, then, continuing the Tinsity-Wallace story from earlier this month and also last month.

Another area I’ve been exploring is the 4 Valley region between Green Oz Creek and Byng Creek. But none of the 4 streams of these valleys approaches Green Oz and Byng in size. There’s also Bass Ackwards Lake (B.A. Lake) to deal with ,which Green Oz Creek empties into and B.A. Creek comes out of. Or perhaps that’s Ackwards Creek?

Oh wait. Bass Ackwards Lake would be another lake in Herman Park instead. The one I’m talking about would be called — well, let’s just call it Green Oz Lake for now.

Another major stream pouring off the north side of Yards Mtn. was also explored yesterday, as yet unnamed as well. Its size compares to Byng.

Frank and Herman Parks just by themselves are going to keep me busy exploring and mapping and populating with art for the rest of my life easily. Today is the first day….

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October 13, 2012 · 1:34 am

Byng > Yards Mtn.

Several pictures of various objects found on the side of Yards Mtn. imported into Lion’s Roar, Byng… mostly bottles but also including some old pots and other stuff (some of which I can’t readily identify).

Especially pretty bottle here…

What appears to be a pentagon shaped rock in Byng at Lion’s Roar, or at least that’s what it looks like by the part you can see.

Lion’s Roar.

Moving now to the side of Yards Mtn., and an especially interesting rock found in a small valley on its northern side, perhaps about 200 feet below the summit or so. This valley contained a good number of such quartz veined rocks, although only a few approached or surpassed this one in size.

Curvy wurvy road leading from summit of Yards Mtn. Elevation here: about 4250 feet.

View east from around the same spot I took the above picture. Near peak leaf season here, it seems.

Standing on top of Herman Rock toward Herman’s Grave, namesake of the park. I was surprised the 2 were so close upon a return to snap this picture. I believe now even moreso that they are obviously related not only in name but in spirit as well.

The lightning bolt quartz vein of Herman Rock holds a key, as does the plaque on the grave. Are they 2 pieces of 1 overall puzzle? That’s what I could be looking at, despite the outward impossibility of the situation.

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October 12, 2012 · 6:06 am

[Rome]

bb:

I must start tomorrow.

Hucka D.:

And Hucka D. flew and flew but he could not get away from baker b. and his lior roar mouth and his desire to fix a home on a creek. Anywhere but somewhere. And then home found him and the lion roared and he was happy and he was home and Kansas was the start and — I meant star — and I flew away to Kentucky to visit dad again. Happy.

bb:

Thanks, Hucka D.

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October 12, 2012 · 6:00 am

Back And We’re

bb:

Hucka D.? Lisa?

Lion:

Lion.

bb:

How are you?

Lion:

Who are you? would be best.

bb:

Who are you, then?

Lion:

3333. One.

bb:

Yes. All lion roars are 1 lion roar. 3 in 1. 4 in 1. Foreign One.

Lion:

The 4th. Here. There. Here.

bb:

Tin S. Man…

Lion:

Tin S. Man must be later Spock and not earlier Spock. Pre V-jer Spock. Neither can you.

bb:

We’re both in the same boat.

Lion.

Submarine. Yeah.

bb:

But not any more.

Lion:

You are here. Look around.

bb (looking around):

You are a statue, standing in the middle of Roaring Lion. Just like my figurine[ of the Cowardly Lion].

Lion:

So upstream… 4 Minutes. Who am I, then?

bb:

Roger. Roger that?

Lion:

Roger.

Lisa:

And Six Minute Hill. [Home]

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October 12, 2012 · 5:44 am

“How ’bout…

… 4 minutes?”

Hucka D.:

Lisa is here.

Lisa:

Hi. Back from the grave again. Herman. Frank.

bb:

Hi Lisa. Herman Parks is bits and pieces of other parks?

Lisa:

6 Minute Hill. In Byng.

bb:

I don’t know where yet. Might have an idea.

Lisa:

Jeogeot Shrine. Wallace3 knows. Wallace3 is on Byng now. He’s away from the Tinsity Metro Area. Here’s Tin S. Man.

Tin S. Man:

Why?

Wallace3:

Too close, too proximate. For now. You did it as well.

Tin S. Man:

All I said is that I want to try 2233, which worked. 3333 is symmetrical but not necessarily correct.

Wallace3:

It is. The initiative. Invoked. 3333. Lisa. You serve Lisa too. The Second Coming. Rainbowology.

Tin S. Man:

I’m not sure what that is any more.

Wallace3:

I am in 3333. Grounded. I have to serve Lisa. On this mountain. It’s *her* mountain. Quartz. Bowls. Rainbowology. Ft. Wayne. Lisa.

Tin S. Man:

Nah… don’t get it. You might be mad even if you’re not mad.

Wallace3:

That’s why I have to go to Byng.

Hucka D.:

And we’re back.

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October 11, 2012 · 9:35 pm

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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October 11, 2012 · 9:35 am

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]

—–

“I can’t get a cold, Hucka D.”

Hucka D.:

Lion’s Roar — Byng. Feel it.

bb:

Tell me the story.

Hucka D.:

Byng has a golden voice. (pause)

bb:

Yes?

Hucka D.:

Pure. Known throughout Frank and Herman Parks. Golden.

bb:

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.

bb:

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.

bb:

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.

bb:

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.

bb:

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

Hucka D.:

That is correct.

bb:

Part of the 3333 Initiative.

Hucka D.:

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

bb:

I think it can be the creek.

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October 11, 2012 · 9:04 am

Hiked…

… 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.

bb:

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?

bb:

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.

bb:

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.

bb:

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

—–

bb:

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?

—–

Hucka D.:

Spheres. Singing spheres.

—–

bb:

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

Hucka D.:

Pete Fountain. The dog.

—–

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.

bb:

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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October 10, 2012 · 6:03 am

Was he?

So we decided to make a pact and go to The Gatekeeper for bee drinks every Thursday. Then Hucka D. remembered that was bowling night with his pals. “Tuesday, then”, I offered. “Okay,” he said, then remembered the “You Too Can Bea a Beetle” on the insect channel came on at 9 on Tuesday, so he had to beg off again. “When *are* you available?” He looked through his appointment book as I secretly wondered if he was the star of the Beetle show. I ask him. He laughed. I said I didn’t believe a show like that existed. He sneered. “You don’t believe a lot of things about me, what I say.” I said yes, and that’s for good reason. He got up off the couch we were sitting on, springs wore out — too much TV watching. We watched ourselves.

—–

“How powerful is this mountain?” “Powerful,” he replied. “You don’t know.” We were watching ourselves again. I had on an orange jumpsuit. Lisa showed up in back. “Ask her,” he said. “Hi Lisa.” I waved. She waved back. On the table in front of us were battle plans. I noticed the unnamed creek. I asked Lisa about it. “That’s [unpronouncable name]”. “What’s that again?” “[Unpronouncable name]”. “Hmm,” I said. “That’s going to have to be shorted.” She said she didn’t recommend Bob. Hucka D. laughed and agreed, saying I like to name everything Bob that I don’t understand well. So I decided to defy them and name the creek Bob. Then I laughed and said I was joking and that I would think of another name, perhaps not quickly but another name still it would be. Hucka D. said “Joe”. Lisa offered “Pete”. “Bing”, I said. “Short for something. Bing.”

—–

Hold on…
“Byng.”

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