birds

Canada geese on the Carson River

Bouncing off the sky

The effects of the atmosphere on sound transmission can be quite profound.  I found this out recently when I was recording along the Carson River, near Carson City, NV.  I first set up my recorder along the river on December 28, 2012.  It was lightly overcast, the temperature was in the mid-20s, and the ground […]

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Sandhill Cranes

The Primeval Grace of Sandhill Cranes

Many years ago I took a road trip to Alaska with a friend.  On our last day in the state, before crossing back into Canada, we camped east of Fairbanks in an extensive aspen grove in it’s full autumn glory.  As we took his dog for a walk through the glowing trees, a strange, primordial

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Smoke over the Gila Wilderness

Before the Whitewater-Baldy Fire

In mid May of this year, I headed over to the north end of the Gila Wilderness to do some camping and recording.  A small column of smoke was visible in the general direction of the center of the wilderness, but I had read on the USFS website that some controlled burns were planned for

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Escudilla Peak

After the Wallow Fire

In mid-September, I got tired of the never-ending heat in Tucson, and escaped to the White Mountains in east-central Arizona.  I spent a few days camping at lovely Luna Lake, and spent my time poking around in the forest.  A huge wildfire had engulfed this place just over a year before.  As far as I

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Gila River gravel bar

Things that go bump in the night

On a recent trip to New Mexico, to do some recording and get out of the southern Arizona heat, I stopped by the Gila River to camp.  I set up camp in a grove of large cottonwood trees, about 100 yards from the river.  My dog, Shadow, and I spent the afternoon playing in the

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Arizona grey squirrel

Grey squirrel love song

In late May, 2011, I headed out to Apache Creek, New Mexico, to see out some petroglyphs (a hobby of mine). With me was a one-year-old English Shepherd that I adopted from a rescue agency just 2 months before, and this was his first camping trip.  We arrived at the campground at Apache Creek in

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