In 2016, I posted about the eagle tree. The eagle tree, a large cottonwood in the Parowan Valley, has since been cut down. Thus evicted, the eagle family? flock? has moved to a white poplar tree closer to the road. The other day when I drove by, there were five eagles roosting around the large stick nest.
I wanted to make a family portrait, but when I returned, there was just one eagle. It flew up when I stopped the truck, so I had to wait for it to settle before I could make its picture.
On New Year's Day, we all went out skiing late in the afternoon. The conditions were great, but it was a bit cold. When we left the truck, the thermometer stood at 6F. When we returned, it said 0F. Or to paraphrase Ron White: There was no temperature. It was difficult to keep the fingers and toes warm, but otherwise it was just right.
Today we went glyph hunting in Montezuma Creek. And when you start doing that, you're going to see a lot of potsherds and granaries, too. It was warm (40ish) and snowy, so everything was a mud hole. But we scrambled up and down four or five times to keep from falling asleep. Near the end of the day, VSO found an old miner's shack that looked a lot like a hobbit hole. Pictures here.
The South Fork of Mule, with its Burning House, is more famous, but today we went into the North Fork, which is very beautiful and somewhat less busy. It snowed for most of the day and the way was slippery, but we made it to a nice ruin about three miles up before it was time to turn around. EDO returned to The Homestead today, so that made VSO the team captain out in the field. She wore me down with a relentless pace over rugged terrain. As always, I was glad to hit the oil just before dark. Pictures here.
