Sunday, October 30, 2005

Snow? We're still looking for foliage

Friday morning Wildcat Mountain in New Hampshire - near Mount Washington - opened for this year's ski season.

Wow. October. I'm still trying to enjoy the foliage....

There was some debate in our house about maybe trying to find time to break out the snow boards for a quick trip to to the mountain this weekend. The novelty of boarding in October was appealing. But even with the extra hour for daylight savings, there wasn't time in the schedule to get away.

Instead, we went hiking at Bald Pate Mountain in South Bridgton. We found a nice view of the snow-capped Mount Washington from the summit of Bald Pate.




The foliage from the summit was pretty too...

Thursday, October 27, 2005

Where in the world is Flat Blossom?

It continues to be all about Flat Stanley at our house this fall. We just received an email with some photos of Flat Blossom (our Flat Stanley's "sister") from her host family in Texas. Turns out she went to Tuesday night's World Series game in Houston. The host family was disappointed their home team didn't end up winning the game (or the series), but it sounded as if it was quite a game. Flat Blossom stayed until the very end, all 5 hours and 41 record-breaking minutes of it apparently.

This Flat Stanley project the kids are involved with reminds me a little of Carmen Sandiego ... sans the TV show.






Actually, the photos and letters my kids receive from their hosts about their flat's adventures are amazing - much better than anything on TV.

Saturday, October 22, 2005

Geography lesson

We have two new geocaching Travel Bugs to track now, Hiking Doggie and Annika the Hiker.

Some friends in New Zealand recently started geocaching and agreed to "release" our Travel Bugs on the island nation.

They put Hiking Doggie into the Falstaf cache in Auckland.






How far is he from our home coordinates?

9,041.3 miles

Cool.

Friday, October 21, 2005

Look at that river!

On Wednesday the kids and I were driving through West Buxton near the dam on the Saco River. We were all awed by the force of the water there.




When we got home I wondered what the typical water discharge at this dam was for this time of year. The USG updates daily information on the flow, height, water and air temperatures.




Turns out the median daily stream flow based on 88 years on record is around 1,000 cubic feet per second (red triangles). The day we took these pictures it was almost 15,000 cfs (blue line).

And of course, L. never misses a photo op with her Flat Stanleys.

Monday, October 17, 2005

What's a duck to do?

Yesterday the kids wanted to make a stop at Deering Oaks Park to take a photo of the Flat Stanley they are currently hosting (this one is from Oregon). But to my 7-year-old's horror, the duck house in the pond was missing!

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October 16, 2005 photo

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August 2005 photo

Where are the ducks going to sleep? G. asked.

L. was really bummed out, "The poor ducks! They don't have a home!"

It looked to me as if the Public Works Department might have brought the duck house in for some routine maintenance since the pond was partially drained. But that didn't make the kids any happier.

I hope the ducks fly south soon. They are going to be cold without their house.

Poor ducks!

Friday, October 14, 2005

Something to ponder on a rainy day

Yesterday the kids woke up and complained about another cloudy day.

When is it gonna be sunny? G. asked me.

Unfortunately, not anytime soon.

So the kids started singing the age-old nursery rhyme to lament the lousy weather:

    It's raining It's pouring The old man is snoring He got into bed And bumped his head And couldn't get up in the morning

How did he bump his head mommy? L., my 7-year-old asked.

You know, I never thought about that. I don't know.

Maybe he had a bunk bed and bumped his head on that just like we do.

Something to ponder on yet another dreary day in Maine....

Monday, October 10, 2005

A rushing river surprise

The kids' 4-H group had planned to look for a geocache on Sunday afternoon near the Saco River in Limington. I know there was a lot of weekend rain but I had no idea how flooded the river area would be. It was pretty low when I drove by it on Thursday. The leaves were just starting to change so I actually stopped and took a photo that day.




This is the river on Sunday afternoon. I couldn't even get to the rocks I stood on a couple of days before (where the kayaker is standing) so had to settle for a shot about 50 yards away on the main shore.




I guess this is what 7 inches of rain looks like. And we're still counting.... I guess the only ones happy about that are those crazy kayakers.

Friday, October 7, 2005

Our flat lived through Katrina

We sent Flat Blossom (one of our flat stanleys - we have a couple of different flats that travel) to a family in New Orleans about a week before Katrina hit. We had emailed the family a few times after the hurricane to see how they were but never heard back from them. There wasn't any other way to contact the family since we didn't know much about them. We hoped they were OK and assumed Flat Blossom wouldn't be making it back home to Maine. Obviously there were much more important things for that family to deal with.

But today, to my complete surprise, we received an email from Flat Blossom's host family:

    Flat Blossom is all on the way home. She is tired of hotel life and is looking forward to being reunited with her family. She was very patient and well behaved. Please let me know when she arrives home. Karen now in Memphis, TN

Wow.

I'll post Flat Blossom's story about her trip to New Orleans and Memphis when she arrives home.

Learning about trees

I am no naturalist and can't identify any kinds of plants or trees on the hiking trail except for poison ivy. So in an attempt to broaden our horizons, this fall my family decided to join the Maine Tree Club organized by the University of Maine Cooperative Extension, the Maine Forest Service and the Pine Tree Arboretum.

But for those not interested in the 2-year program, there's an upcoming tree class being taught by the City of Portland Parks and Recreation Department, the Maine Forest Service and UMaine Extension Master Gardeners.

    The class, geared for children ages 4 through 11 and their families, is "The Wonder of Trees." The two-session course will be held 10 a.m. to noon on Oct. 15 and Oct. 22 in Portland. Participants will learn how to identify trees, learn about tree parts and functions, and discover the value and importance of trees.
My husband is trying to re-work his schedule to take the class with the kids because even with the tree fact worksheets, identifying trees is a lot more challenging than it first appears to be.

Our first tree "lesson" at home (which we're doing on our own until our Tree Club notebooks arrive) focused on trees with needles, also called coniferous or evergreen trees. There are four major trees in Maine with needles and are fairly easy (even for me) to tell apart - White Pine, Red Spruce, Eastern Hemlock and Balsam Fir.

The kids went out and collected samples in our back yard and it turned out we had all four evergreens on hand.




The kids are starting to feel like experts with the "confer trees" or "those trees with the needles." They might be able to tell a Balsam Fir from an Eastern Hemlock now but we're still working on learning to pronounce the tree vocabulary.

Thursday, October 6, 2005

Loved your cache trade Anne and Joe

We were checking out a geocache yesterday and found a great trade from Anne and Joe of Durham. Definitely the most clever we've seen in our 8 months of geocaching so far.



The card says "Wandering - losing our marbles along the way."

Thanks "TwoMaineiacs" for giving us a new idea for trades. All geocachers should be so clever....

Saturday, October 1, 2005

Kid Tracks Column: Cornfield maze requires relying on wits

Navigating a maze cut into a field of large corn stalks is not as easy as it sounds. Other than a "passport" with trivia questions (that, if answered correctly offered clues as to which way to turn at numbered markers inside the corn maze), we didn't have any other equipment with us. There were no maps or compasses, like we use with orienteering, or a GPS unit, which we use to geocache and hike. So it seemed a little strange for my tech-savvy kids to set out for a kind of hike without our standard equipment.

"Did you bring the GPS mommy?"

"No honey, you don't use one in a corn maze. We just have to find the way on our own."

"That's OK mommy. It will be easy anyway."

Forty minutes later inside the corn maze at Pumpkin Valley Farm, we all realized how wrong she was.

INSIDE THE CORN MAZE
After paying our entrance fee to the maze and collecting our Halloween trivia passport, we entered the tall (about 8 feet) cornstalks. They were so thick that in places we couldn't see anything but corn on either side of us. We found the first few markers, small stakes with numbers on them, inside the maze without a problem. Because we were navigating the maze fairly easily in the beginning, we didn't rely on the passport.

The multiple choice questions in the passport offered a "clue" as to which way to turn (right or left) at a particular numbered marker if you could answer the question correctly. Some of the questions on the passport were not hard. For example, "How many legs does a spider have?" wasn't bad but, "The biggest pumpkin ever grown weighed..." stumped us. Luckily, the clues weren't necessary at that point because we had found the next marker without it.

But when my 7-year-old spotted a bridge and really wanted to get to it, we all started to realize the maze was a bigger challenge than we had thought.

"It's right there mommy. Let's go!"

Ah, but it wasn't that easy. The bridge steps were only a row over but it took several turns and a path that moved away from it before we finally found our way there. It was made clear before we entered the maze that we could not cut through rows because it would damage the stalks — and the maze — but I could now understand why such an emphasis was put on that rule. The temptation was there.

Once at the bridge, the kids excitedly ran up the stairs and speculated on the number corn stalks it must have taken to make the maze.

"A hundred million," my 9-year-old guessed.

I lingered to take some photos and video of the corn field but got moving again after hearing, "Come on mommy. Let's go!" a few times.

The view from the bridge was not the point, apparently. It was finding it that mattered.
Another thing we hadn't expected was the terrain inside the maze.

"It's really dusty here," my 9-year-old said, surprised. I was glad I had insisted on sneakers for our trek through the maze instead of the sandals my warm-weather holdouts were still wearing around town.

At marker 5, which took us about 20 minutes to get to, there was an option to leave the maze or continue. The kids thought finding the first five markers had been pretty easy so they opted to do the full maze and find all ten.

So we continued on and found another bridge in the second half of the maze. The kids enjoyed taking note of how far away the first bridge we found was. But again, I was not allowed to linger on the bridge; we apparently were on a mission to find our way out "fast."

By marker 8 however, both girls were getting tired and thirsty, so I insisted on stopping for a quick water and snack break. With all the dust in the maze and the warm temperatures the day we visited, I was glad to have planned ahead with water bottles and granola bars.

And the kids realized that they hadn't paced themselves for the length of time it was taking to get through the maze — 45 minutes to get to marker 8.

After our snack we set out again but kept getting turned around between markers 8 and 9. I was sure we had answered question 8 in the passport correctly. That clue said to turn left but we kept ending up back at the same marker. So even with the clues, the maze proved difficult as we neared the end.

We passed a few people along the way that were having the same problem, and the same discussion that, "Yes, E.T. ate Reese's Pieces in that movie." We didn't run into many people until the last couple of markers, for what I think was the hardest part of the maze to get through.

Finally my 7-year-old led us down a row that none of us had noticed after four passes, and we managed to find marker 9.

But that marker's trivia question was difficult and I didn't know the answer. And in case anyone chooses the Halloween trivia passport (there are several to choose includin sports, movies and TV trivia), the largest pumpkin pie ever made was 350 pounds. I Googled it when I got home and then realized that the answers to all the questions were on the paper (upside down and tiny but they were there). A "Duh" moment if there ever was one.

We turned around in circles around marker 9 a few times but finally managed to find marker 10. The kids did a little victory dance and even the Flat Stanley visitors we had taken along marked the spot.

We thought we were done but there were still some rows to get through before we were completely out. During our final few minutes we heard someone from a group in another row say that he should pull out his GPS to navigate the maze. The kids heard that comment and gave me a pained look.

"No girls," I said, "we really didn't need a GPS to find our way out of this maze."

From start to finish, including our snack break inside the maze, we managed to get through it in about an hour. And even without our beloved GPS, it was a fun, new challenge for our family.

If you're interested in trying out a corn maze, you need to plan your outing in the next couple of weeks. Most of the corn mazes in Maine (there are large mazes in Dayton, Corinna and Caribou) are only open until the end of October. And if you're interested in an even bigger challenge, during the last weekend in October visitors can make their way through the Dayton maze at night with a flashlight.

Kids' Review
7-year-old: "I liked it when we had the flat stanleys and we jumped up when we got to number 10. We did the victory dance and then it was confusing to find our way back because after we found number 10 we still had to get out. I liked the corn box but one thing I didn't like was when my sister put corn in my mouth when she was helping to bury me (in the corn box). When she put the corn (kernels) on my neck, a whole hunk of it spilled into my mouth."
9-year-old: "What I liked about the corn maze was going on the bridge because it was a really pretty view. We could see two tractors and the ticket stand and the play area. I liked running through the maze because it was a lot of fun."

Originally published in the Maine Sunday Telegram, October 2005