A probe sweeps through space. Roughly 4.2 million kilometers (2.6 million miles) away, you sit and watch images of another world appear. You notice a mottled surface, and on its horizon, jetting an incredible 260km (162mi) above its surface, a plume.
May 17 2013
May 15 2013
When you see the number of photos here, and reflect upon the fact they only represent a fragment of the things we saw and did, you’ll not believe me when I say this was the most laid-back geotrip Lockwood and I have ever taken. Nevertheless, it was. We were kicking back in the hotel rooms at a decent hour, we never arrived in a town ten minutes after all of the restaurants closed, and we weren’t even sore at the end of it. I’d say that doesn’t qualify as a real geotrip, but the number of rocks now weighing down my kitchen counter state otherwise.
I’ve begun research, and shall soon be regaling you with in-depth tales of The Things We Saw. But we’ll start with the outtakes, first. Observe your intrepid blogger observing geology (plus some other things).
May 15 2013
Forget all that happy-crappy positive thinking crap. Hang this up instead:
May 14 2013
One of my coworkers made the mistake of saying he wouldn’t mind helping me wash rocks last night, so I dragged him home and shoved a toothbrush in his hand. Fortunately for him, he doesn’t mind scrubbing dirt off of hand samples while blabbering on about various and sundry, or it might have gone very badly for him. I now have many sparkling clean rocks suitable for shoving under people’s noses and saying, “Look! LOOK! Look at how awesome this is!”
This is all to the good, but it’s an incidental detail having nothing to do with geology that I wish to discuss here.
People new to the apartment have a variety of reactions. Many are surprised by the number of rocks and books strewn throughout, and get lost wandering through libraries of stone and paper. Others are a bit overwhelmed by the art, especially when they poke their heads into the bedroom and realize that, yes, I am that much of a LOTR fan. Some get enchanted by the kitty, and have difficulties understanding they shouldn’t touch. No, especially if she’s being friendly and cute. That’s her “Oooo helpless naive victim!” routine, and there will be pain. Some have a combination of all reactions, in varying degrees.
May 13 2013
Right. Some of you asked for lighthouses. You asked after Lockwood and I left the coast. There were lighthouses aplenty, but I’d basically blown them off in favor of the geology. Bugger.
Still. Got a couple for ye. Well, one of them’s a fragment of a lighthouse, but it’s veritably a lighthouse.
May 11 2013
Okay, granted, this takes off on the teevee/movie Holmes, not the book Holmes, but it’s still fun.
I’d love to talk forensic geology with Sherlock Holmes. If I get to kick around in an alternate universe, and can’t get to the one with The Doctor, that’s the universe I want to be in. Can some mad scientist somewhere please oh please make it so?
May 10 2013
Two photos that will have you screaming for me to write up the full posts:
1. Oregon Caves National Monument
Oh, yeah, they allow flash photography. It was my first time shooting a cave, so a lot didn’t turn out quite right, but I got just enough to illustrate some important features of caves and make you drool.
2. Grayback Creek
By chance, we stopped at the confluence of Cave and Grayback Creeks. There are shots of the rapids to die for.
In addition to this, I have cryptopod sex, the world’s most obliging butterfly, a nickel mine, and I don’t even know what else. I’ll be back home tomorrow night, and after a brief coma, shall regale you with tales of our adventures and many photos. There’s even a lighthouse or two in there, although we didn’t tour any. Also, UFDs. I got a little of everything for everyone. Because I love you.
May 09 2013
We’re halfway through our trip, and I’ve got some enticing photos for you, my darlings. Soon, we’ll have a series of posts exploring several aspects of Oregon geology in detail, and you will love them. I promise! So many stories to share with you when I return, not to mention about six trillion photos.
May 08 2013
May 07 2013
“The town and its fluctuating fortunes are a humble reminder that much of human history has been influenced by the vagaries of the geologic processes that shape the land we inhabit, form the minerals from which we construct our civilizations, and produce the riches we covet.”
-Lon Abbott and Terri Cook, Geology Underfoot in Northern Arizona.
While tourists gazed rapt into the billions of years exposed in the layer-rock-cake walls of the Grand Canyon, my mother and I would hop down to Jerome. At Grand Canyon, you have to climb down thousands of feet to touch 2 billion year-old rocks. At Jerome, all you have to do is walk up the street.