tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407374110567857282.comments2024-02-16T02:17:09.943-08:00Borrowed TimesJason E. Weekshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13687535851145531495noreply@blogger.comBlogger34125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407374110567857282.post-69240200456781119712014-01-26T22:46:26.751-08:002014-01-26T22:46:26.751-08:00I find too often that the first part of the hike i...I find too often that the first part of the hike is both a race to get to the top - regardless where that viewpoint might be - and also a habitual clearing of the mind; remembering and working through things that most often should have been left at the trailhead. It seems, for me, that so many steps or so many miles are needed to shed the outside world and begin to become present in my surroundings. But each step begins to peel away life's concerns and move me closer to the present of clean air, bird song and plants and flowers along the trail. Hopefully, by the time I reach my destination I am fully immersed with my surroundings and what is really important in life.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05810638889845992891noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407374110567857282.post-15566934614314401032014-01-10T20:15:01.129-08:002014-01-10T20:15:01.129-08:00I sometimes miss wildlife encounters as I am mostl...I sometimes miss wildlife encounters as I am mostly looking down as I hike. Wildflowers, mushrooms, avoiding the occasional banana slug, and yes, sometimes picking up the stray cigarette butt or two. There are a lot of things that are happening below eye level that are of interest - the bigger mountain vistas forsake the subtle interactions of nature at the micro level that we often forget to see. The forest starts from the ground up!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05810638889845992891noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407374110567857282.post-5656730471436974112014-01-10T20:14:32.995-08:002014-01-10T20:14:32.995-08:00I sometimes miss wildlife encounters as I am mostl...I sometimes miss wildlife encounters as I am mostly looking down as I hike. Wildflowers, mushrooms, avoiding the occasional banana slug, and yes, sometimes picking up the stray cigarette butt or two. There are a lot of things that are happening below eye level that are of interest - the bigger mountain vistas forsake the subtle interactions of nature at the micro level that we often forget to see. The forest starts from the ground up!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05810638889845992891noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407374110567857282.post-1053144011383796852014-01-09T23:41:08.664-08:002014-01-09T23:41:08.664-08:00Nice juxtaposition of color and texture.Nice juxtaposition of color and texture.IntoTheWildOregonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10779958271615088555noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407374110567857282.post-74382942285529658472014-01-08T15:23:31.502-08:002014-01-08T15:23:31.502-08:00Beautiful photo. Love the color blends, the hint o...Beautiful photo. Love the color blends, the hint of stories in the stone. A blog reflecting travel, hiking, photography, and good beer sounds like my kind of visit. Thanks!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407374110567857282.post-78641694356575210232014-01-07T10:04:48.591-08:002014-01-07T10:04:48.591-08:00Just found your blog. This may be the hiking/wild ...Just found your blog. This may be the hiking/wild nature blog that I've been looking to follow. Similar interests and themes, by someone who knows how to construct a readable sentence and is interested in the nuances of the natural world. Thank you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407374110567857282.post-26370949141680934472012-04-18T18:11:16.948-07:002012-04-18T18:11:16.948-07:00What is happening behind your back, or ahead of yo...What is happening behind your back, or ahead of you as you look down at wildflowers, or the wildflower you miss as you look up as you hike? The flower in shadow unseen as the clouds pass in front of the sun, the dun chocolate lily revealed as the sun westers and peers through a gap of oak branches and the yellow stamens glow unexpectedly in a brief window of sunshine. What is happening right now as we are many miles away? Nature never stops its' wonders, and realizing that every wonder of the eagle soaring overhead or seeing a grove of flowers during their all-too-brief visit each spring only increases the wonder and spectacle of every flower, birdsong or ray of setting sun turning a grayed dharma snag into glowing beauty unseen by others' eyes. Such is the nature of nature.fspnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407374110567857282.post-48402356607316730542012-03-15T11:35:53.384-07:002012-03-15T11:35:53.384-07:00One of these days I will take up hiking and get to...One of these days I will take up hiking and get to visit these beautiful places you describe in person.MissLexLuthorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05058424732136957125noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407374110567857282.post-76545596043116824412012-03-08T09:54:47.288-08:002012-03-08T09:54:47.288-08:00Digging this, captured the day nicely! Cheers - Br...Digging this, captured the day nicely! Cheers - BrookLono Brookhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06729149462026577181noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407374110567857282.post-7602355549118558062012-03-08T07:55:51.262-08:002012-03-08T07:55:51.262-08:00It's nice to follow you on your hikes...It's nice to follow you on your hikes...MissLexLuthorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05058424732136957125noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407374110567857282.post-6007813294495042982011-02-12T21:23:36.176-08:002011-02-12T21:23:36.176-08:00Jason, your pen an pic work are absolutely exquisi...Jason, your pen an pic work are absolutely exquisite. Thank you!Bon vivanthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17331793017236964459noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407374110567857282.post-22669856756445671302011-02-06T21:14:14.796-08:002011-02-06T21:14:14.796-08:00sorry about my typos, I did it to fastsorry about my typos, I did it to fastConsuelo Hewsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00031523232844321127noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407374110567857282.post-12135055779716053832011-02-06T21:13:11.653-08:002011-02-06T21:13:11.653-08:00Hello, I am glad I found you, are you still in the...Hello, I am glad I found you, are you still in the rain forest.<br />Where are you exsactly, in Peru ir in Brasil,<br />I was at the Yanayacu River last year for my first time and it was fantastic, I am planning to go back again this year. I am originally from Peru, but i am in NYC now.<br />I am a art curator and presently I am organizing an exhibit ablut Earth our beautiful planet, from the Peruvian prespective.<br />I like to keep in contact with you, please write me back.<br />Thank you for the time you are taking in reading my message.<br />Peace,<br /><br />DoraConsuelo Hewsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00031523232844321127noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407374110567857282.post-17855834559543410102011-01-29T18:11:05.329-08:002011-01-29T18:11:05.329-08:00Sounds like a wonderful hike. I enjoyed reading an...Sounds like a wonderful hike. I enjoyed reading and looking at some of the beautiful pictures you have posted.Arihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06469886699442499754noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407374110567857282.post-39959635783082912812010-12-16T17:17:12.924-08:002010-12-16T17:17:12.924-08:00I am surprised and disappointed that they did not ...I am surprised and disappointed that they did not choose one of a late summer sunset gently reflecting off my balding pate. Hmm. People have no taste, anymore.fspnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407374110567857282.post-70616344260095420762010-10-07T22:09:33.362-07:002010-10-07T22:09:33.362-07:00You captured the trip so well...let's go back ...You captured the trip so well...let's go back next year!Brooknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407374110567857282.post-16709511266949622492010-09-23T03:35:21.232-07:002010-09-23T03:35:21.232-07:00Enjoyed this, Was looking up "deep play"...Enjoyed this, Was looking up "deep play" for my playwork purposes. Made me feel like I should strive to take children out where they can get a small taste of this, away from their towns. It is so amazing to do what you did. My son cycled from Lands End to John O'Groats this year and had his own profound and emotional moments cycling on his own through lashing rain and powerful headwinds into the stunningly beautiful valley of Glencoe.claire morleynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407374110567857282.post-63360859677328405742010-09-02T12:21:14.555-07:002010-09-02T12:21:14.555-07:00Jason whats up!!? its adam im a friend of bk's...Jason whats up!!? its adam im a friend of bk's. we went to the grails show btw. hope that helps!<br /><br />anyhow i came across this page after looking into a hike on portlandhikersfieldguide im going to do this weekend.you guessed it paradise park!how was it out there?abhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10168217304253476655noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407374110567857282.post-72051407680531775072010-08-31T19:12:16.214-07:002010-08-31T19:12:16.214-07:00Poignancy and reflection; also a certain sense of ...Poignancy and reflection; also a certain sense of urgency to 'touch base' with favorite trails and places one more time before the days shorten and they lose their green-ness, or perhaps to be covered in snow for the next 6 months. <br /><br />The rain sometimes makes lingering a more chilly proposition, and the clouds a grey curtain covering ridgeline views, but those last weeks of firework colors of the vine maples and huckleberry bushes always make fall journeys worthwhile. Places like Indian Heaven, and the PCT above Olallie Lake are far more memorable for their fall colors than their summer sheen.<br /><br />fspAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407374110567857282.post-58753523246150436772010-05-14T18:42:48.173-07:002010-05-14T18:42:48.173-07:00i have read every post on your travels in peru, ma...i have read every post on your travels in peru, maybe out of a twinge of envy. Your writing is good storytelling. Captivating, concise and expressive at the same time. Keep it up. cheers J$Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407374110567857282.post-77698110312381301402010-04-13T11:27:12.415-07:002010-04-13T11:27:12.415-07:00Very nice Jason. I enjoy your writing quite a bit....Very nice Jason. I enjoy your writing quite a bit.Adam Sawyerhttp://www.examiner.com/x-35937-Portland-Hiking-Examinernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407374110567857282.post-72069857837290709592010-04-09T13:04:38.857-07:002010-04-09T13:04:38.857-07:00Jason,
Wonderful photos. Love the wooly bears, an...Jason,<br /><br />Wonderful photos. Love the wooly bears, and the deer bones a reminder of the harsh life that often goes unseen. A wonderful, wide open world of white noise and whispering winds.<br /><br />Cheers,<br />fspAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407374110567857282.post-49894800250336424902010-04-09T09:45:27.273-07:002010-04-09T09:45:27.273-07:00Jason, this is great! You're my hiking guru......Jason, this is great! You're my hiking guru... -BrookAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407374110567857282.post-2700691382694175742009-11-30T20:49:10.804-08:002009-11-30T20:49:10.804-08:00I think the whole dust-up over this publication ha...I think the whole dust-up over this publication has been quite a bit of fun, the occasion for some very interesting discussions about topics that one generally only encounters after the bell rings in a college lit course and on into smoky hazy dorm room deliberations. I heard a one-hour radio show about it, featuring some noted Nabokovian scholars, obviously tickled pink by their moment of propinquity to Current Events.<br /><br />And it is a thorny issue, the "dying wishes" thing. As a reader of literature and ardent admirer of genius, I can sympathize with the desire to have that last fragment, that final and nonrenewable resource of real art. But I say this as a general consideration, with the important proviso that circumstances vary.<br /><br />This whole situation just rubs me the wrong way, I guess. Son Dmitri certainly goes to lengths to explain his motivations and reasons, but they sound a hollow ring to my ear. If not dishonest, his apologia seems at least disingenuous in parts and unbecomingly defensive in others. The part where he denounces his critics as "lesser minds" or somesuch really sounded bad, given his rather controversial position.<br /><br />He even evokes the Max Brod comparison himself. But I just don't see how it fits. With Kafka, we're talking about nearly his entire literary corpus that had remained unpublished, due largely to the author's crippling self-doubt. Of all the things I've heard ascribed to haughty Mr. Nabokov, self-doubt or particularly exhausting self-criticism have never been among the lot. Plus, from what I gather, 'The Original of Laura' is not 'The Castle,' 'The Trial,' or any of Kafka's posthumous stories.<br /><br />Which brings me to the part where, as a writer, I cannot imagine a more infuriating outcome. As you note, the presentation is one that the readers see's the hero's hand, sees his scribbles and outtakes. Yet these were not meant to be seen. I have a hard time imagining the fury that would beset me if someone nabbed a rough notebook of mine and published against my express wishes, to be considered for all time as fodder for judgment and criticism.<br /><br />So, yeah, on this one I have to vote 'Nay.' But I have no problem reading Kafka, indeed I am forever grateful to Mr. Brod for my ability to do so. And, come next summer, I'll eagerly purchase the posthumously published fragment of the novel that David Foster Wallace was working on when he died. Because, all sources seem to indicate that he organized and arranged the thing, knowing there would be interest, and in at least tacit acceptance. Nothing of the sort can be predicated of vain Dmitri's choice.<br /><br />Aside: I'm with you when you say that Nabokov tends to dazzle, but generally fails to enthrall. One notable exception, I think, is the poem element of 'Pale Fire', which I find to be very moving and beautiful. Of course, Vlad pretty much wrote it to set up the erudite and enigmatic language-games of the second part of the book, which I found much less compelling. So it goes.<br /><br />It's also funny, and probably fitting in some cosmic sense, that 'Pale Fire' itself is about the contentious publication of a stack of notecards on which is composed a late-period supposed masterpiece by a deceased literary titan. That his own final scribblings imitated that fiction might have struck the man as funny regardless of the disobedience involved. But, then again, an irony that succinct probably would have seemed far too pat and condescending for his esteemed sensibilities.Alexhttp://derbis.org/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407374110567857282.post-6460118410871481082009-09-05T13:38:09.208-07:002009-09-05T13:38:09.208-07:00I HATED this book. My whole school was assigned to...I HATED this book. My whole school was assigned to read this book, and people that normally were ver good about completing homework could not even make it through the book. We were all bored to TEARS.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com