BeaKeR's Brain

Burberry Blur

2009-11-13T20:23:00.001-07:00

It’s another cold & wet night in Denver. I’m taking a break from the happy fall leaves to match the view outside.

Dropped Leaf

2009-11-11T19:50:00.001-07:00

Veiny aspen leaf with a water drop on it. For the record, that was a natural water drop - no spray bottles or eyedroppers required.

One of Millions

2009-11-10T20:42:00.002-07:00

An aspen leaf near Golden Gate Canyon state park.

This one is a finalist in the Mike’s Camera Fall Colors contest. It’ll be up at FLASH Gallery for the juried part of the competition on Friday the 20th.

Lonely Bear

2009-11-08T16:59:00.001-07:00

Sun Day

2009-11-05T20:40:00.001-07:00

A warm late fall day on Larimer Square.

Fall Shooter

2009-10-22T21:31:00.001-06:00

My mother and grandmother came out to Colorado this fall to see the aspens turn. These are a couple I caught a couple of Mom in action.

Branding Constellation

2009-10-18T23:26:00.001-06:00

What’s That

2009-10-17T19:21:00.001-06:00

Skyline

2009-10-16T16:11:00.001-06:00

The sudden cold weather made me realize that summer’s almost over. I started taking short photowalks over lunch to try to enjoy the weather. The last several photos I’ve posted have all been from these walks, and all from Skyline Park or the near area.

On a photo-nerd tangent this recent series was shot with the Pentax M135/3.5 lens, a fun little manual focus telephoto which was produced from 1977 to 1986. It’s a great lens for walkabouts as it’s very small and light (6.6 cm long, 270g). I picked mine up, secondhand of course, for just $60. I love that I can buy these nice old lenses for cheap, mount them with no adapters and they work better than the day they were made; it’s one of the great things about the Pentax system.

Lunch Meeting

2009-10-15T21:41:00.001-06:00

Sold!

Nap Time

2009-10-11T16:37:00.001-06:00

Boomerang

2009-10-08T21:59:00.001-06:00

Sun Drenched

2009-10-05T22:18:00.001-06:00

Dryad

2009-10-01T21:17:00.001-06:00

I caught sight of this wood nymph (fairy? elf? who’s to say) at the parades at the Rennaisance Festival. I thought they were supposed to be shy, but apparently not this one.

Leave Me Alone

2009-09-29T22:51:00.001-06:00

Stopped

2009-09-28T20:38:00.001-06:00

Drops

2009-09-23T22:20:00.001-06:00

A rainy Saturday night on Market Street, reflected off the hood of an Escalade. I forgot to check if they were rollin’ on 24s.

Painted Lizard

2009-09-22T20:48:00.001-06:00

On the way out of the Ute reservation we happened across this little guy sunning himself on a rock. He was a fearless little reptile too – I got within a foot of him before he sprinted off to find a more secluded spot.

Leftovers

2009-09-21T20:59:00.001-06:00

There are some nice shots from Mesa Verde that I couldn’t fit into my previous two posts. So here’s a grab bag of the rest of my favorites.

This is another ruin in the Ute reservation. The bridge is over the top of a kiva. Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately, they didn’t let us walk over the top of it.

This is a view from Eagle’s Nest house in the Ute reservation. You can see the top of the ladder poking above the cliff to the left. It’s about 30 or 40 feet tall, with uneven rungs. I’m not really afraid of heights, but going down that one freaked me out a bit. It didn’t help that the wind kicked up just then.

The Ute have piles and piles of potsherds they’ve found. They’re not at all shy about letting you handle them either.

Some of the rock art in the reservation. You can also see a bit of our Ute guide. He was getting on, maybe 62 or so, but still pretty spry. He said he still does maintenance on the trails and ladders.

Ute Reservation

2009-09-20T22:24:00.001-06:00

While researching my trip to Mesa Verde, I found that the park is a small chunk out of the surrounding Ute Indian reservation. Unsurprisingly, the ancestral Puebloans who built the cliff dwellings paid no attention to those non-existent divisions, so there are many dwellings in the reservation as well. The tribe runs tours by appointment. I had read good things online, so I decided to spend most of my second day in the reservation. I was a bit nervous when I arrived at the visitor center, which looked like (and was) an old gas station. The guides showed up a bit late. It turned out to be worth the worry, as my tour had only two other people in it.

The Ute expect visitors to be more physically fit than the Park Service does. The ladders are taller, and the ruins are more than 20 yards from a parking lot. This may explain why there are no crowds. We didn’t see anyone that wasn’t on the tour, which was great.

Although you cannot go just anywhere in the ruins, the Ute are much more permissive than the Park Service. You can walk on the ruins in most places where it is safe to do so, which makes it feel much less constrained and museum-like.

Many of the buildings in Mesa Verde National Park are actually reconstructions. The Ute do not believe it is respectful to their ancestors to alter the sites, so they have done no reconstruction and only minimal changes to stabilize the ruins. Even so, the ruins are in remarkably good shape.

The reservation was definitely my favorite part of the trip. If you’re heading down that way I recommend checking them out. The tours are not particularly well publicized, but you can find all the information on their website.

Mesa Verde

2009-09-14T22:20:00.001-06:00

My first day in the park I got up at dawn and left camp to explore the park. Nothing is open that early, and none of the other tourists were up, so I explored some of the overlooks. I had all my food in the car, to keep it safe from bears. So I got to my first tour a bit early and had a bowl of cereal in the parking lot. This turned into a habit – in three days I had only two meals at the campsite.

The tours tend to be full, because they’re the only way to get up close to the cliff dwellings. Luckily for me the tour had only nine people on it instead of the normal 40 or 50. Even so, I had a difficult time getting the other tourists out my shots – I don’t think I would’ve gotten anything at all with five times as many people present. The tours are fun for the adventurous, involving steep stairs and some ladders. They’re not really dangerous – it is a national park – but it’s more active than anything I saw at the Grand Canyon.

The cliff dwellings are built into naturally formed cavities in the cliff faces. The cavities are caused by water seepage, so many of the dwellings have seep springs in the back of them.

The pit in this photo is the Balcony House seep spring. At one time it would have been full of water, but the Park Service keeps it drained to prevent water damage.

The buildings are deceptively small. They usually have ceilings maybe five feet tall, and rooms covering only 25 or 30 square feet. The doorways are the size of a small window by today’s standards.

The inhabitants had no beasts of burden, so all the rocks, mortar and wood used to construct the buildings were moved by human muscle. It’s an impressive feat. I have to imagine this is one reason they had tiny little buildings.

After leaving Balcony House I toured the largest set of dwellings open to tourists, Cliff Palace. Unfortunately that tour was completely full, so I didn’t have the chance to get as many photos.

Just Getting There

2009-09-13T20:38:00.001-06:00

It’s been almost a month since my Mesa Verde trip. I think I’ve let the photos marinate long enough now – they do take quite a while to attain the flavor I’m looking for.

It’s about 400 miles to Mesa Verde. There’s lots of great scenery along the way, but by far the most beautiful was the pass above Ouray. The mountains are striking colors, and covered with lush vegetation. There are also hundreds of old mines around, many dating back to the 19th century. The area has produced millions of tons of ore over the years.

At the top of the pass I took a brief stop near this old mining building. The tailings from mines have turned the river bed a striking rust orange. Remediation efforts are underway, but it will take a lot of time.

Apparently I was not the first person to stop there. Good to know that Jesse been here too!

In the end it took about nine hours to get there. I just barely had time to book tours for the next day and set up camp. Tomorrow I’ll start on the photos from the park itself.

Informative Strangers

2009-08-30T22:02:00.001-06:00

Today on Beaker’s Brain our special is a selection of random encounters each of which resulted in me learning something totally useless.

Let me guess, PCP?

One Sunday morning as I was pulling weeds in the front garden, two men walked by on the sidewalk. I caught only a bit of the their conversation as they walked by. It went something like…

… I was so drunk and so high, that I bit through the leather and bit into my arm. They said I pulled out all my IVs too…

It sounds like a fun night, I’m sorry I missed it.

Friendly Duffer

On the short trip from house to car I passed a guy on the sidewalk. He stopped me and shook hands, so he could inform me that he was going golfing later. Ummm.. good for you? He asked if I golf (I don’t) and then walked away. He didn’t look like the golfing sort, but who am I to judge?

Real Bread!

Since most of my ridiculous encounters occur on sidewalks I never expected one in the freezer aisle at Whole Foods. As I searched for the least expensive frozen dinners another shopper asked “Do you want to know what’s some great bread?” I’ve learned from all my past encounters, so I actually said “No” and didn’t slow down. Undeterred, he blocked my path with a freezer door and retrieved a frozen loaf of gluten-free wheat-free organic blueberry bread (at Whole Foods everything has more adjectives). Having turned me into a captive audience he gushed his praise for the baked good. (Parentheticals are my thoughts – I couldn’t find an opening to actually say anything.)

This is just the best stuff, way better than that fluff in the bakery. This is real bread! (Funny, I thought sourdough was real bread. Whatever.) Two pieces is a meal. It’s real heavy, this little loaf is a pound and a half. (So it’s the same density as granite. Scrumptious, give me two. Wait, don’t, I can’t carry that much weight. ) It’s made with rice you know. (Is that how they made it without wheat? Fascinating. Yawn.)

At that point he flipped it over and started reading me the ingredients list. This guy must be great at a party. Halfway through the list I got desperate enough to push past him and walk away. I think he snared another shopper, but I was afraid to look back in case he made eye contact. Sorry other shopper, it’s every man for himself at Whole Foods.

Road Trip

2009-08-22T22:17:00.001-06:00

Lost Creek Wilderness

2009-07-05T21:44:00.001-06:00

Went for a 6 hour hike in the Lost Creek Wilderness area today. It's quite pretty, even during torrential, bone drenching thunderstorms. My legs may not forgive me for a few days though.