Thursday, December 31, 2015

Snow

Pattee Canyon
We have had a remarkable early winter with frequent snow, cold temperatures to keep it, and beautiful bright-dark skies.  NOAA has forecast a dry, warm winter for us, so we expect that will arrive, but for now we have skiing near town and walking in the neighborhood on clean, creaky, dry snow. 

Rattlesnake Valley Out the Window


Sunday, October 11, 2015

Great Weather, Great Falls, Great Path, Great Art

First Avenue Weissman Bridge with Underpass for Trail

Crossing the Missouri River on the Weissman Bridge
Entrance Pillar for the Weissman Bridge by Alex Smithson


The River's Edge Trail rolls and swoops through Great Falls, on both shores of the Missouri, along railroad rights-of-way, through parks and parking lots, into tunnels, and between bridge abutments.  Benches, vistas, art--what a string of surprises!  There is sculpture along the path on both sides of the river, and the bike/pedestrian Weissman Bridge paralleling the First Avenue bridge for cars is especially beautiful with entrance pillars on the downtown side and bright murals on its concrete abutments.  

Grizzly Bear by Nathan Bread

Sundial Built in Memory of Gary Trescott by Friends & Family














 
Tunnel under Giant Springs Road at Lewis & Clark Visitor Center


Approaching the 15th Street Bridge Underpass







Art plus function: the tunnels and bridge-abutment underpasses along the trail help cyclists avoid conflicts with cars; there are miles and miles of cycling on both sides of the river without the need to stop at all, though there’s plenty to stop and admire.  



























Path & Tables near Giant Springs State Park






Sacagawea, Lewis, Clark, and Cyclist Pointing Upriver
There is more information on the Trescott Bowstring Sundial at http://thetrail.org/august-2012-trescott-sundial



Weissman Bridge from Bench along the Trail




















Ninth Avenue Bridge













Black Eagle Dam & Falls from End of Northside River's Edge Trail

























































































Upstairs in the Paris Gibson Square Art Museum











 

















We also reveled in art at the Paris Gibson Square Art Museum, housed in an 1896 stone building that served first as a high school and then a junior high school.  While some gallery rooms have false walls covering the original classroom walls in order to preserve history and provide backgrounds for artwork, some rooms still have chalkboards on their walls. 


Presently the main floor of the museum holds work by Montana ceramicists and a permanent collection of human figures made from tree trunks, branches, and various found objects like jar and bottle caps, buttons, and cans. These figures, made by Lee Steen (1897-1975), an untrained folk artist in Roundup, MT, provoke a train of thought about why people make and share art.  Why did Steen make his tree people?  Why do we support and love public art?  What does art do?  While David Foster Wallace was speaking of literature, his thoughts crossed my mind at the museum and on the trail.  He spoke of “a kind of Ah-ha!” he got sometimes in “brief flashes or flames,” moments of feeling “unalone--intellectually, emotionally, spiritually,” “human,” and “in a deep, significant conversation with another consciousness.”  We were pretty high from biking along the river in the sun, but the butterfly and trout murals under the bridge and all the art we saw took us higher, happier, humaner.  
On the Trail East of the Lewis & Clark Visitor Interpretive Center


Stained Glass Window at the Museum








Thursday, September 24, 2015

Sitka: Music, Mountains, Fish, Boats, Water



Note: This is the last post from our June-July 2015 Alaska trip.  The others are in the archive below:  
                introduction (July 26)
                Tatshenshini people (July 27)
                Tashenshini raft trip (August 3)
                ferry (September 7)
                Juneau (September 17)


Table at Picnic Area on Harbor Mountain
Looking from Harbor Mountain toward Olga Strait






Sitka, like Missoula, full of people who care about fish, boats, and water, also rings with music and is ringed with mountains.  





A day did not pass during our eight there without our saying “So Missoula!” about something or someone, though, of course, the fish, boats, water, music, and mountains have their own distinct flavors in Sitka. 
 





Sitka, for example, has views across the sound from a road that goes from zero to 2,000 feet in 5 miles. 




 









It’s probably just a matter of time, though, before we have fish-shaped bike racks 









"Heads Only" (!) Boxes at Fish Packing Plant on Katlian Street








Crescent Harbor, Mt. Verstovia, and Nunataq on Dock behind Closest Boat

and a grocery store with “welcome” and “thank you” painted on the pavement. But then there's Sitka Sound just past the Sea Mart pavement.
 















Sitka also has a whole different relationship with fish, evident at Katlian Street’s fish packing plants,















and has very, very different boats, evident at the ferry terminal, harbors, and anywhere within sight of the water.













Xtra Tufs--Sitka Sneakers--will not appear at 4th of July parades in Missoula.



Still, Sitka's ukulele band at the farmers’ market,



brass quartet in a pocket park,    



and camper-shell window full of stickers that include "Love one woman…many guitars" and "Vita brevis, Carpe Guitarum," would fit right in back at home.

Unique to Sitka: a Russian history that began in 1799 and pervades the town still. 

St. Michael's Russian Orthodox Cathedral Built 1848


On Top of Castle Hill



And unique to our experience of Sitka: learning about the much longer history of TÅ‚ingit clans on what they called Shee and is now called Baranof Island.  Castle Hill, a TÅ‚ingit village site, later a Russian fortress, and later yet (in 1867) the place where ownership was transferred from Russia to the United States, now holds layers of history.  

Nunataq in Jamestown Bay







Katlian Bay
Also part of our Sitka experience: paddling trips starting from Crescent Harbor and Starrigavan Bay and hours of walking around the docks. 









Loons in Starrigavan Bay












Sidewalk Ovoid at Crescent Harbor
These paddles and walks led to seeing all around something Jonathan Raban writes about in Passage to Juneau--a design element strongly present in Pacific Northwest art. 

Ovoids on the Surface of the Crescent Harbor
Ovoids on the Owl and Thunderbird Wings








The ovoids, one of three shapes--formlines--that distinguish the art of coastal tribes, look like lightly squashed ovals.  







Having seen the ovoids on the surface of the water as he sailed between Seattle and Juneau, Raban hypothesized this natural source on the water for their ubiquity in coastal native art; I believe him.  We saw them everywhere--on a sidewalk, calm harbor surfaces, and TÅ‚ingit art like the Raven Crest totem pole.

Most of our nights in Sitka we stayed in the Forest Service cabin in Starrigavan Recreation Area.  It was built on an overused creek-side campsite from 44 Sitka spruce logs harvested while thinning dog-hair (densely crowded new-growth) stands in the Starrigavan drainage, the construction done by students in a 2-week log-cabin-building course at the University of Alaska Southeast in Sitka in 2008.  In addition to this cabin with sleeping loft, picnic table, and wood stove, Starrigavan has a beautiful bay, trails, and an estuary-viewing platform.  Sitka was the seed that grew into our plans for this trip, and it felt like pulling up roots when we left on the ferry and headed home.

Donna on the Boardwalk at Starrigavan Estuary

Eric at the Creekside Bench by the Cabin

Great Blue Herons at the Starrigavan Estuary

Looking Back toward Sitka from Olga Strait