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Pine trees near a meadow.

Exploring northeastern Oregon, Part 2

After being gob smacked by the beauty of the Wallowa Mountains, but disappointed in the opportunities for sound recording, it was time to head south.  My first stop was in the Blue Mountains, west of La Grande.  The rugged peaks of the Wallowas smoothed into rounded pine-covered mountains surrounding meadows and small streams. I found […]

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Retrospective

Well, it’s been quite a while since I posted here, as I’ve been recovering from knee replacement surgery.  Recovery has been quite the ordeal, with hours and hours of physical therapy every day.  But the strength and flexibility is coming back, just in time, as the trees and shrubs are starting to bud, the spring

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Sound recording adventures with Amy Grisak

One of the best things that has happened as a result of starting this blog is to meet some incredible people. One such person is Amy Grisak, a freelance writer from Great Falls, Montana. Amy worked for a time as a sound recordist for National Geographic – a highly enviable gig that is just a

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Thunderstorm at Quemado Lake

Last fall I moved from southeastern Arizona to northern Nevada.  As part of the move, I incorporated a recording excursion that included southern Arizona, western New Mexico, southern Colorado, southern Utah and eastern Nevada.  Part of the reason I chose that path was to stop by Quemado Lake in western New Mexico.  This is a

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Sounds of Autumn

Another autumn has rolled around, leaves are changing, days growing shorter, and temperatures are getting cooler.  Once again, the fall finds me in pursuit of autumn sounds, of which my favorite is the bugle of rutting bull elk.  A couple of years ago, I had a successful time recording elk at Quemado Lake in New

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Sunset at Ashurst Lake

Midnight Callers

Although birds and humans dominate the diurnal soundscape, a good number of creatures call during the hours of darkness.  I was reminded of this on a trip in September, when I took another trip north to Carson City.  I spent the first night at Ashurst Lake, near Flagstaff, Arizona.  I pulled in to the campground

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Stormy meadow

Evening Thunder and Morning Elk

I took a rather indirect route from Tucson to northern Nevada to help my dad celebrate his birthday this summer, starting in New Mexico, staying a couple of nights in northern Arizona, then southern Utah and finally central Nevada (see Mountain Melody) before driving the final stretch.  My route home was almost as indirect (see

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