Category Pacific

Hiking the Hoh: The Hall of Mosses

hall of mosses

crossed tree trunks

crystal clear water

draping moss

ferns and mosses

giant fallen tree

hall of mosses hoh

twisted wood

hiking path in hoh

hoh rainforest

knobbly trees

leaves and moss

black slug

lush green mosses

moss monster

moss moss moss

mossy stump

mushrooms hoh

mushrooms

olympic rainforest

please stay behind fence

river

roots

such greenery

the moss wins

tree arch

trees growing on a fallen tree

twisted trunk

walking moss people

run away and keep runningKeep running…forever?

As I’ve talked about before, the Pacific Northwest is home to the largest temperate rainforest zone in the world, stretching from Northern California into Alaska. Located in the Olympic National Park, the trees of the Hoh Rainforest are protected from commercial logging, which means that the unique mosses and lichens that can only survive in old growth forests thrive here. Though there were a number of other hikers present on the day I visited, it wasn’t far from the ranger station that I ceased to hear the sounds of human activity. It was so peaceful. Birds called and chattered. I looked up and saw a hawk gliding through the trees. Dappled sunlight filtered through the canopy, and everywhere was this lush, verdant green. It seemed hard to believe that a wildfire had been burning in the forest since May, a fire in this rainforest for the first time in living memory. It’s just another reminder of just how dry this year has been everywhere, that a fire could rage out of control for months in a rainforest, this particular area one of the wettest in the entire United States! It wasn’t bad when I visited, no smoke or anything on the tiny portion of the trails I hiked, but it’s still deeply disturbing to think that this treasure could be in danger–not just from fires, but also from invasive species.

Yesterday marked the 99th anniversary of the national park service, and I’d like to thank them for all the hard work they do to protect and preserve these important, beautiful sites. Not just for our enjoyment or the enjoyment of future generations, but for all of the flora and fauna that can only thrive in wild spaces and can’t protect themselves from encroachment. And I’d like to encourage all of you to get out there and find your park!

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A Haven for Trolls in Sequim, WA

troll haven headquarters

troll scroll

amazing door

troll haven

dragon

dragon gate

troll club

barn and gate

fangs

green troll pole

troll barn

grrrr

hornet ear troll

old squinty

one foot troll

skeksis troll

Some settings make the mythological seem more plausible. I found myself in Sequim on a misty morning, fog curling around the trees, and it made sense to me that trolls would congregate at Bandy’s Troll Haven, a place where the sun would never turn them to stone, a place that lives up to their legendary reputation of overruning farms and estates. Gary Bandy, the creator of Troll Haven, was deeply interested in Tolkein’s Middle Earth stories and was wealthy enough (from his invention of a special door hinge) to decorate his properties in truly eccentric fashion, scattering trolls, wizards, and dragons around his castle and surrounding orchards and farmland. Better yet, some of the properties of Troll Haven are available to rent–I’m already pondering ideas for epic parties. I hope they have a recommended vendor for insurance in case of party-crashing trolls.

 

Spotted on the Roadside: Stonehenge Maryhill, where the dew drops cry and the cats meow

 

burned out hill

burned out tree

columbia river

golden grass wind farm

golden grass

stonehenge maryhill

stonehenge greenery

stonehenge shadows

stonehenge tumbleweed

stonehenge washington

washington state stonehenge

washington stonehenge

maryhill stonehenge

windy

stonehenge altar

sacrifice

 

Who the fuck builds a stonehenge? Two Stone Age-guys wondering what to do who just said: “Dude, let’s build a henge or two!”

We do know who the fuck built this Stonehenge, and it wasn’t exactly a stone age guy. Sam Hill (1857-1931) was a pacific northwest businessman with a lot of klout in the area. He’s known for two large monument in Washington: the Peace Arch at the Washington/Canadian border, which was dedicated in 1921, and the town of Maryhill, named after his wife and upon which he dedicated this replica of Stonehenge in 1918. He was inspired by the supposed druidic sacrifices on the central altar of the prehistoric Stonehenge and built this replica as a memorial to the local soldiers who died in World War I, to remind the populace that human life is continually sacrificed to the god of war. Rather than replicate Stonehenge precisely, dragging large stones from the surrounding hillsides, he built his stonehenge from concrete blocks, its altar aligned with the sunrise of the summer solstice.

There are a number of huge burned out patches near the site, and a sign warns visitors to make use of their car ashtray rather than discarding them on the ground. The area knows a thing or two about fire–the original Maryhill buildings all burned down shortly after construction, much like the ill-fated nearby town of Shaniko.

 

Spotted on Stonehenge Dr in Maryhill, WA