Posts Tagged ‘Camping



22
Mar
15

kid’s treasures we keep……..

an old trucker hat

draped with bones the kids gathered

treasures to young minds

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12
Jul
14

Boys & Bones

I have been sorting through decades of stuff lately around the house. Purging, leaning down, minimalizing. I have now dug down into long forgotten boxes that sat beneath boxes and duffle bags…boxes that contain ‘treasures’ that had to be kept thirty some years ago. Young boys in the wilderness or camping along rivers and lakes came upon treasures that were special enough they would cart them back to camp, their collective faces sweaty, covered in grime and peach fuzz showing excitement and imagination.

Often such treasures were bones. Bones of various animals that had met their end and this generated a multitude of questions that allowed my furtive imagination to provide exciting answers and possibilities. Today I found an old jaw bone and teeth, a skull, part of a spine and even an old shark jaw from Mexico. As I stood in the last light of the day, the moon once again rising in full majesty, I recalled so many years ago little guys that today, as men, still enjoy the outdoors and the camping, fishing, hiking and roughing that goes with it. An old, musty box on the bottom shelf of the shed long forgotten. I am not getting rid of the bones. Grandchildren need to hear about these bones. 

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11
Jul
14

Camping

“Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out going to the mountains is going home; that wilderness is a necessity…”  John Muir

“Camping: The art of getting closer to nature while getting farther away from the nearest cold beverage, hot shower and flush toilet.”  Silence Dogood

“How is it that one match can start a forest fire, but it takes a whole box of matches to start a campfire?” ~Christy Whitehead

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31
May
14

Camping: Early Morning

camping-morning light-photography-woods-SwittersBCamping and early morning: I am up before anyone else. There is a chill in the shadows, so I seek the emerging sunshine and it offers that hint of warmth to the face. The air at higher altitude is refreshing and crisp. A few sounds carry through the woods…someone else is up early. A waft of smoke in the distance from a campfire. The birds are chirping. A few chipmunks scurry about. It is time to sit, to retain the morning calm and enjoy the solitude.

16
May
14

Outdoors: Recreational Karma

Recreate: to restore, give fresh life, to recreate memories, to restore mentally or physically.

Whether it is photography, hiking, camping, fishing or some other outdoor pursuit, a large component is the restorative quality of the outing. We savor the revitalization of the mind, the body, the spirit. We attempt to draw upon the past memories of positivity and add it to the present to come away stronger and renewed. Add to it smiles, happiness, memories, rituals and it all just is that much better. Throw in some planning, anticipation and excitement and it just does not get much better for self, for relationships of family and loved ones. Bliss

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16
Apr
14

Odd Ramblings: Richard Brautigan, Trout Fishing in America

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This, for me, is part of the fun with blogging. Discoveries beyond the sought after. This morning, I was going to post the above image of a beautiful Rainbow Trout my son Tony caught in Oregon. I noted the spotted, olive back and thought to myself I need to find a quote, poem, something about the beautiful topside of a spotted trout. A long shot I figured.

I started perusing the net for ideas and for some reason I repeatedly came upon links to one Richard Brautigan. Not being particularly well read, I wasn’t sure who this writer was but hey he had written something called Trout Fishing in America. I found a link to many of Brautigan’s writings and was beset with a curious assortment of quotes from what had to be the 60’s. A total throw back for my mind to the Tom Wolfe, Tom Robbins…the wildly poetic, fanciful, different way of saying things, imagining things. It certainly challenged my early morning mindset.

Then I came upon an interesting bio piece on Richard Brautigan on the writing process for Trout Fishing in America that involved fly fishing, camping, travel, writing on an old typewriter and found it most fascinating. Check out the links and explore a bit. The bio is particularly interesting regarding the writing process. More Tragic Brautigan

It is interesting how one thing leads to another and a discovery is made that at a minimum gives momentary delight or perhaps opens the door to something more exploratory in the future.

Aren’t those spots on the Trout’s olive back beautiful. Maybe that’s all I had to say.

20
Feb
14

Bonfires: Primitive Celebration……….

photography-bonfire-camping-montana-theresa muncy-swittersbBonfires (Bone Fires) go way back and a little research reveals they rate right up there for fertility, Beltane, (crops/humans), keeping bad spirits at bay, welcoming positive, seasonal changes, celebrating the pending victory over a rival (combat, sports) and on & on.  The campfire usually stays contained and lower (suitable for conversation, day dreaming, warmth) But, the bonfire draws out images of pagan energy and perhaps intoxication? Watch those sparks! Almost looks to be headless torso rising up out of the flames.

28
Nov
13

My Daughter…Giving Thanks

Boy did I recently catch hell after yet another post regard one of my sons and their fishing or photographic prowess. My daughter, Theresa, let it be known that I had never really posted anything about her on SwittersB. Hmm? I thought. Well how could I do that given she has never really fly fished, tied flies or …….. And, then I thought, geeze she had camped, hiked, taken photography classes, played sports, traveled to remote locations and all along showed what an outdoor trooper she was. Of course she was more than worthy of acknowledgement in SwittersB. Long over due.

Besa Tony Disney World SBTheresa has always been an observer, an assessor, a planner, a leader, an implementer…rarely a follower. She has the energy and vision that begs action. Her personality is one of compassion with the realizations about life’s progressions. She currently is working with seniors in an assisted living environment, who have dementia. Her daily encounters with the other end of the life continuum has only made her all the more spiritual, loving and tolerant. So, here is a small photo montage of the go getter, my daughter. Perhaps some day, I will get her with a fly rod in her hand too. Regardless, she is very special and I love her.

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21
Nov
13

Photography: Campfires & Reflections

Flame CAMP CREEKA time of quiet reflection. Whether inside or outside, the initial revelry is over. The fire was started with flare and excitement. The marshmallows, S’mores, burning stick tips and adding too much wood are over. The fire has settled in. The ghost stories are over. Now one just stares into the coals beneath the flames, smells the smoke, feels the heat, hears the pops and cracks and reflects upon the past day. Sleep beckons.

14
Nov
13

Companions: Do They Have a Place in the Outdoors?

Today, as I was reclined in my dentist’s chair, mouth agape, staring at the bright light and clutching my hands together, I listened to my dentist describe a recent four day float down the John Day River with friends and guides in pursuit of steelhead. He was giddy while probing my teeth.

He described his successful steelhead trip, the not so bad weather, the scenery and the camaraderie of his friends, the camp fires and stories. He was “ready to go again.” As I listened to him describe the adventure, I was struck by the smile on his face, the tone of his voice and his intent to soon plan another trip with his companions.

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Hat by Deneki Outdoors, Modeled by SwittersB

Early this morning, before the dentist, I had enjoyed reading about a similar experience by John over at bibio55 Trout Fishing. There John described an end of season fly fishing outing with his good friends. Again, the tone was one of satisfaction and fond memories while fishing, visiting, dining and imbibing with good friends, and a warm fire.

I have always had a push/pull dynamic with fly fishing and company. On the one hand solitude and contemplation reign most supreme in my psyche while outdoors. On the other hand, I have often found myself alone, thinking, “this would be so cool to share right now”.

I find it hard to visit while fishing. That aside, self recrimination creeps in though…”lighten up” “there’s more to this moment than just fishing”. On and on it goes, until I am in the midst of good company, a relaxed mind and fine food and beverages…maybe a cigar or a briar.

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Then the focus, the clarity comes easily and the company of close companions brings life’s priorities into focus. Besides who is going to witness that momentous fish you hook, take those pictures of you and show compassion when your stumble, trip and fall. There is something to be said for friendships honed over time, new acquaintances, and shared memories. 




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