Wednesday, November 25, 2015

The forest and the Quilcene Swamp

I decided to have more adventures in the state forest today.  I don’t normally like state forest land.  The DNR is a horrible land manager, their lands are pillaged and littered, leaving nothing for hikers, and yet they still charge for the privilege of walking in their wastelands.   They don’t honor disabled people with a free pass unless they are veterans and they never honor the free days that state and national parks honor.    

Thanks to my PTSD the state gives me a five year pass and I also have a life time pass that gets me into the national forest and national parks.  I’m allowed  to visit state parks, national parks and national forests for free, but I'm not allowed on DNR and fisheries land, because I am not a veteran. 

Since I have all the other passes, a discovery pass would only enable me to hike up a muddy motorcycle rut strewn with animal carcass and beer cans in polluted, bullet riddled, clearcuts owned by the DNR.  Ain't nobody got time for that!  I just don't think it's worth $30 a year to hike on DNR wastelands.  In case you were wondering, DNR stands for Department of Nothing Remaining.  

Today the gate I wanted to drive through was shut for wild life, so I had to make new plans.  A helicopter logging crew with four or five trucks was trying to get into the same gate.  Crap, helicopter logging is noisy; I was not going to get a peaceful hike today.

Right before I got to the closed gate I spotted a Matsutake Mushroom from my car, I pulled over, got out and found 3 more Matsutake!  It’s late in the season for Matsutake and I don’t normally spot choice mushrooms from my car.  The Matsutake find made me happy.

I decided to go in a different gate, but first I did some more mushroom hunting and then when I got to the second gate, I saw that the helicopter crew had also decided to find another gate.  A helicopter was now hovering over the crew that was waiting to get in the gate.  I thought about hiking in the national forest or park instead, but the forest had low snow that I was not prepared for and Patches is not allowed in the park. 

I kept on driving until I got to the third gate and there I started my hike,  fully expecting to be bombarded with helicopter noise all day long.

The third gate is actually my normal way in, but I deviated from my normal route so I could avoid the worst of the swamp.  I had plotted out several routes on my computer and uploaded it to my GPS ahead of time. 
Today was to be a day of peaceful exploring on closed roads.  Would the helicopter noise ruin my day?  I decided not to let it. 

I started my hike at 9am.  I saw a lot of soggy waterlogged chanterelles.  My detour turned out to be a bit more than I was expecting.  Brush was very high and it was hard to see the old road.  I was glad to have my GPS(r) to guide me. 

I had to take off my boots to cross one branch of a creek, but it was a small creek and the crossing was easy.  I reached dead fish lake at about 10:30 and then I reached my turn around point at slimy egg lake about 11pm.  I stopped at slimy egg lake and had lunch and coffee and then I took a bunch of pictures.

  I was hoping to get just one really awesome shot today, but I’m not sure if I did.  Everyday I try to get just one really great photo.  Photography is a lot of work and it takes a lot of practice.  Don't be fooled into thinking that it's just about having a good camera.

One the way back I picked a few of the soggy chanterelles that I saw on the way in.  A few miles before the end I began to get woozy from lack of food, but I tried to push on.  I’m trying to lose weight.  But I was losing my coordination and then the river people started talking to me.  When the voices of the river people became audible, I knew it was time to eat.  I dug out a second PBJ and some dried apples.

Anyone can hear voices.  You just have to put your body under a bit of stress and you can hear them too.  If you really want to hear voices, you will exercise to exhaustion on an empty stomach with no sleep and then sit by a river.  This is something like the spirit quests that some tribal people engaged in.

I had slept very little the night before, I had eaten very little, I was coming down with a cold, I had exercised to exhaustion and I was near a river, so I met all of the requirements on this hike.   I was also probably a bit dehydrated as I had to pack all my water in for this trip.  I don’t trust tree farm water even if it’s filtered.  They use too many chemicals on tree farms.

I finished my hike at 4:15 and I was really wiped out from lack of food and being out all day.

The helicopter noise never started. I think the support crew was never able to get into the right gate and thus the noisy operation was delayed for the day.

All in all this was a very enjoyable day in the woods.  This particular patch of DNR land is much nicer than any other DNR land I’ve hiked in and there is no enforcement of the Discovery Pass where I parked.

I'll be back.

9.5 miles with 100 feet elevation gain

My route

sign is about to fall down



open road

Honk if you like conks

Dead Fish lake

Slimy Egg lake

Elfin saddle

Dead Fish lake

If life gives you a yellow dog..

Flanks of Mount Washington

EV -3 nails the moon

Lunch at Slimy Egg lake

This Usnea lichen actually grabbed onto a plant at ground level.  I was going to
toss the end up into a tree but did not when I found it was attached to the groud

Patches and my new pack at Dead Fish Lake. I found some orange cloth and tied it to
my pack so I would not get shot by a hunter

Reflecting on power

Road out

Amania muscaria

My peach tree through a teleconverter

Snow on Lower Ellinor

Old Georgy Porgy had snow on his nose
(Mount Washington)
Does this coat make Patches look fat?
The DNR has lots of  old growth stumps to block the roads with.


Judy Collins said...

Moss, I love your blog. I've been following for a few years now. When I discovered your Walks with Moss I was living in central Kansas, but visiting Western Washington twice a year to see family. I'm originally from Kitsap County many decades ago. You have been such an inspiration to me. I love to walk and hike alone, though I don't have your courage, and I tend to stay closer to civilization than I want. I'm amazed and happy to see your passion for hiking. I love Patches! I look forward to seeing her pictures and reading about her in the trip report. I especially love your knowledge of the plants and fungi and lichen. This is a great blog for learning more about where they grow, and what they are named because the photos are so good. And, I'm a photographer (birds mostly), so I have really enjoyed seeing your craft develop over the months. I understand the patience, hard work, and "eye' involved in getting a good picture. I'll be buying a calendar, just wanted to say hello! I look forward to every post.

Mossy Mom said...

Oh wow, such a kind comment. Thank you!