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  • Anabasis 2024

    We did our annual group ride and camping trip last weekend, beautiful Fall weather if not quite peak foliage (it was still pretty good), and some really nice riding.

    Friday: Up To Mauch Chunk Lake

    We started at the CAT office and rode up to where we could pick up the Nor-Bath Trail at Bicentennial Park, which brought us to the D&L at Northampton. We then rode the D&L all the way into Jim Thorpe, stopping for lunch at the Slatington Farmer’s Market, passing the newly repaired/reopened sections near East Penn and Weissport, and grabbing supplies in Jim Thorpe at the grocery store in East Mauch Chunk — the west side of town was a madhouse, the Fall Foliage Fest basically took over downtown. Luckily, we rode through the crowds easily enough and back into relative calm, and finally made it up to our campsites at the lake — we had three next to each other, and all along the lake shore. Sweet!

    Saturday: Rockport and Back

    This was our recreational ride, up through the Lehigh Gorge to Buttermilk Falls, just little past the Rockport Trailhead. Our first stop was back in town, where we bought our lunches for later in the day, and from there we continued on to the Glen Onoko Trailhead, where a bunch of other people were joining us for the day’s ride.

    It’s a fairly straightforward ride up through the Gorge, beautiful sights all around and the occasional excursion train passing by. We were traveling at different speeds, and some with children and time constraints turned back early, but the bulk of us regrouped at Penn Haven and continued on to lunch at Rockport. A quick trip to Buttermilk Falls, and we were on our way back down the Gorge, and through town again, and back up the hill to our campsites.

    Some of the Saturday crowd set up camp with us, and others just went home after hanging out for a while, but this was our night around the campfire. The evening was gorgeous and the views of the lake and ridge were spectacular, but I couldn’t tell you more past sunset — I was in bed by 9:30.

    Sunday: Homeward Bound

    My Garmin ran out of juice some time before Sunday morning, but Sunday’s ride was mostly just Friday’s in reverse. We stopped at Hug in a Mug in Weissport for breakfast, and at the Slatington Farmer’s Market again for lunch, and when we got to Northampton Anne and I broke off to take the roads more directly home.

    And that was our trip!


  • Jasper And Blue Jingles

    This was a short bike tour we took, a loop south along the Delaware, then west and back home by way of Vera Cruz. We took some liberties, but it was at least nominally meant to follow some of the old native paths in the area south of us.

    Day One

    We left Bethlehem, heading cross-country over to Riegelsville, brunched at the Riegelsville Inn (we got there just as it opened), then we continued downriver on the New Jersey side, crossed back into Pennsylvania at Milford, and rode down the towpath to Tinicum Park, our stop for the night.

    Tinicum was fairly primitive as far as campgrounds go, but it was very pleasant, and we got to watch some local equestrians play polo for a while before we crashed for the night.

    Day Two

    This was another beautiful day. We got up and out early, got breakfast at a diner not far from the campsite (again arriving just as it opened), then rode down the towpath and Rt 32 to Point Pleasant.

    Point Pleasant is where Tohicon Creek meets the Delaware, and just above that is where Geddes Run enters Tohicon Creek. This area had a substantial native population once, and the mouth of Geddes Run was once a place where Native Americans worked a local stone called argillite (aka “mudstone,” or “blue jingles” as the local quarries later called it). The actual native quarry site is now on private land, but we could get a view of the general area from the road.

    Our route from there took us west on the Point Pleasant Pike, generally following an old native path to Schwenksville, through scenic little roads, and into more built-up and heavily trafficked areas, until we finally made it to Green Lane Park, our second night’s lodgings.

    Day Three

    From Green Lane we went north, again following the general outline of a native path — this was the path from the Phoenixville area to the jasper quarries at Vera Cruz. The route was a bit of a surprise; I expected it to be fairly flat (something I’d heard was a hallmark of native paths) but it was actually fairly hilly and rolling.

    We got into Vera Cruz, stopped to explore Jasper Park (sorry, no pictures this time), and then we went into Emmaus to get lunch. We came home on our usual route from Emmaus, which was once also a native path. And that was our little holiday!


  • Vacation Photos

    Here are some photos from our Adirondack vacation. These photos are the ones not connected with any activity or event in particular, just shots I took while out and about.

    A lot of the nature shots were from walking around behind the cabin, near the Ausable River which was literally in our backyard. I also got a few good photos of some tree trunks behind the cabin:

    We did a few bike rides and a hike, and I got some photos on those as well but I think I’ll give them their own separate posts. Enjoy!


  • More Iris Photos

    Posted on by Don

    Here is a quick photo dump, some of my recent Iris pictures.

    These are from about a month ago. We had her over maybe two weeks ago and I took these:

    Finally, some pictures from just last week, when we rode the Bob trailer over to yet another park, and also visited friends who had chickens:

    At The Playground

    Our little lady tends to seize her days…


  • Hilly History Ride

    …hi I’m back. And here’s my story:

    Jasper is a type of stone, sort of like an agglomeration of quartz-like minerals. It’s very pretty when polished and has been used for millennia for ornamentation, and it’s also very good for high quality stone tools like axe heads, arrowheads, and stone knives. There is a seam of jasper going through Lehigh and Berks Counties, and there are small sites all along the seam where natives once dug it up, but the biggest and most important site was an actual jasper quarry just south of Emmaus, at a place now called Jasper Park in Vera Cruz.

    This quarry was worked for thousands of years, making it one of the oldest industrial sites in North America, and it really only shut down with the coming of European traders and their more competitive iron wares in the 1600’s. The site was studied by Henry Mercer in the late 1800’s, and was included as the destination for one of the native paths in Wallace’s Indian Paths of Pennsylvania; Wallace also noted that several other paths came together nearby, which was likely how the jasper made its way into the native trade networks — the jasper from here has been found as far away as New England.

    As part of my native paths project, I’d put together a bunch of bike rides that more or less follow the old paths, and I have two — one a short ride, and one a multi-day trip — which visit Jasper Park. I have been meaning to go out on the shorter ride for a while now…

    The Canal Museum is currently putting together an exhibit about Pennsylvania’s native paths, and just posted something on Facebook about Jasper Park. That, along with the recent nice weather, was enough inspiration to get me off my duff and out on my ride.

    I started with some climbing, crossing the Lehigh and cutting across the college campus over South Mountain, then I picked up a few sections of the now-fragmented Old Philadelphia Pike/Old Bethlehem Pike (which name depends on where you are and where you’re heading), which I suspect followed the “Delaware River Path.” From there I headed southwest, skirting the southern flank of South Mountain out to Vera Cruz, and picked up the “Perkiomen-Lehigh Path” which led to Jasper Park, were I stopped to explore on foot.

    Jasper Park is a Little League baseball field, some pavillions, and a small fitness trail; the quarries are off the fitness trail, in the woods behind the ball field, and tucked up against the Turnpike Northeast Extension right-of-way.

    There wasn’t really much to see, no spooky vibes or anything, though it was cool that the ground still showed the indentations after almost 400 years. The top stone in the pile might have been what’s called a “turtleback:” these were once considered a very primitive form of stone tool, but are now thought to be stones that were partially dressed for trade, which would be shaped to their final form (arrowheads etc) by their end users.

    After my expedition I got back on the bike and came home via Emmaus. I was essentially following the “Perkiomen-Lehigh Path” to the “Oley Path,” and it was pretty obvious that I was following the native paths more closely on the way home: the route was much flatter, and traffic was heavier — native and modern routes both preferred to avoid the hills.

    In the end, the hilly parts were not historical, and the historical parts weren’t hilly…


  • More Travels

    We just got back from a visit with Ben and Jenny in Los Angeles, or rather Altadena, just north of Pasadena. We stayed in an AirBnB (meh, or maybe even “meh minus,” but it was someone’s entire house to ourselves, and it was close to their place in Altadena), and we got in some biking, hiking, cooking, and even a nice dinner with Jenny’s folks at a Persian restaurant. I’ll have more to say I’m sure, but for now here are some pictures:

    It was good to see those guys.


  • A Change Of Plans

    My duets got canceled yesterday, and Anne’s meeting got postponed, so we decided to drive up to Hawk Mountain Sanctuary for a hike. We got up there about 11:00, bought memberships so we can go hiking there more often — three visits and the membership pays for itself — and then we did a nice two-hour walk from overlook to overlook. Most of the hiking was pretty easy, but there was one path (the Escarpment Trail) which involved a bit of scrambling so we did get in our adventure exercise. Some photos:

    It was a beautiful, brisk winter day. There were a few others out too, including a volunteer hawk counter at one overlook. He clued us in on what we could see there, but even though we did see one eagle and a northern harrier — they were specks to me, even with binoculars — he told us the raptor migration is pretty much over for the season. (He also explained to us why there was a fake owl in a nearby tree: smaller hawks would attack it in the daytime while they had it at a relative disadvantage, thus coming closer to the overlook for easier observation.) We said our goodbyes, and hiked off to check out some of the other trails and overlooks he told us about.

    After our hike we got lunch at a little general store outside New Tripoli, a place one of the rangers had told us about. A very pleasant day!

    (Today we’re both fighting colds…)


  • Scenes From A Wedding


    Extra! Extra!

    Our nephew’s wedding was the big November event in our extended family. Greg and Emily had their wedding just outside Boston, the central location for the extended families and also near where they live. Anne and I drove up with her sister Lorraine on Friday, and met parents-of-the-groom Joe & Laura and a few others for a tour of the Samuel Adams Brewery. After that, and after checking into the hotel and meeting up with more people, a big group of us went out to dinner before walking over to the pre-game party at a nearby pub.

    Much shenanigans ensued, and a good time was had by all…

    The wedding was Saturday, at a venue just outside Boston proper. I did not get many pictures of the ceremony itself, but I did get a few sweet shots of the family at the reception.

    I put the camera away after the the eating and dancing started in earnest, but rest assured another good time was had.

    Congratulations, Emily and Greg!

    The next morning we — us, Ben & Jenni, Lorraine, and Joe & Laura and Alex — took a walk over to the Italian section in Boston’s North End for cannolis and pizza, and then it was time for all our long trips home.


  • And The Days Go By

    Wow, it’s been a month; all of November I was running silent. Plenty has happened, which I’ll I’ll write about in other posts, but here as an icebreaker is an Iris photo update:

    This was at our rescheduled Halloween Parade, one week after the original parade was rained out. No photos, but she enjoyed watching Trick or Treat from our porch, and she liked the parade too, especially the school bands, and especially especially the percussion sections…

    I watched her one morning about a week ago, and this is how we spent the time, at least until it was time to go to the playground. Snacktime, and some time with her “drumset” — the mixing bowls, which she likes to bang around and also stack and unstack.

    We watched her yesterday, and we had fun playing with her and her makeshift “toys.” Friends visited later in the day and the weather turned unexpectedly nice, so we all took a walk over to the playground. She and her personality are both getting so big!


  • I, Naturalist

    Posted on by Don

    Say hello to my little friend:

    I saw this beauty on our porch last night and took some pictures. It might not be obvious from my photos but this guy was over an inch long, slightly larger than a cicada, and in person it looked like a cross between a scarab and a nightmare. The iNaturalist app informs me that it’s a “Reddish-Brown Stag Beetle” (Lucanus capreolus), probably an adult male. They are native to the area, attracted to lights at night and not that uncommon, but this is the first one I’ve ever seen.