Sunday, June 4, 2017

Boxelder Conundrum Part III

Most articles speak of how to get rid of Boxelders - there are some people who want to get to know Boxelders better. 

Boxelder Boosters - Do Such People Really Exist?


Before going further, here’s a question: Is there anything you can think of that attracts universal acclaim? Before answering, consider the question carefully. 
I thought everyone must enjoy chocolate, however,  a search of the Oracle of Googli quickly proved there are individuals who do not like chocolate at all. Consider the following  entry from the oracle's forum on chocolate. 
“My name is Diana, and I don’t like chocolate.
“No, I’m not allergic. Yes, I’ve always disliked it. No, I don’t like Nutella. Or chocolate cake. Or candy bars. Not hot chocolate, either. White chocolate is fine, but it’s not my preferred dessert and I think we can all agree that it’s not real chocolate, either.
“When I tell people about my hatred (yes, that’s a strong word, but it’s how I feel!) they’re understandably shocked. I get it — it is weird, although my dream is for someone to hear that I don’t like chocolate, and simply say, “okay.” This has yet to happen.”
A chocolate devotee will read Diana’s proclamation as something akin to blasphemy, however, her letter provides proof - not all people enjoy chocolate.
Try to think of anything you enjoy, admire, participate in, or have an attraction towards; it’s highly probable there’s someone out there ready to profane your preferences. 
Take broccoli for example. The gentlemen above expresses my feelings concerning broccoli to a "T", yet I know people who consider broccoli a nectar of the gods. 
What's the point of this lead to a Boxelder bug essay. The point is, contrary to what you might think, not everyone despises Boxelder bugs.
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Boxelder Conundrum parts I and II talked of little else than Elderbugs as unwelcome nuisances that invade the valley in mid-April.  As the weather gets warmer, everyone seems ready to jump on the "Eliminate Elderbugs Wagon" (EEW). 
Residents share disparaging  Elderbug stories and theories as to how to eliminate Elderbugs from the home. To say Elderbugs are universally despised in this place is simply confirming the obvious, however, just as with chocolate, there are some who do not see Boxelders as pests. These people are  Boxelder Boosters
The following article is written by a Nebraska photographer who purchased new camera equipment to take detailed pictures of insects. His new equipment arrived in the winter, a season when few insect models are available.  

Thank Goodness For Box elder Bugs


...“Here’s my next problem:  Now that I’ve got a flash system to help me get better close-up insect photos, where am I supposed to find an insect to photograph during the middle of February in Nebraska??
"Enter the friendly neighborhood box elder bug…
"Boxelder bugs are considered by many people to be pests, but that’s not a completely fair characterization. Sure, they suck the juices out of leaves and the developing seeds of boxelder and maple trees, but they don’t siphon enough out to actually hurt the trees. 

"Yes, they can congregate in large numbers on the sunny sides of houses, but they’re not doing any actual damage. 

 "Also, while they are happy to spend the winter in cozy crevices around your house, they don’t eat anything during that time, and can make themselves available on short notice should you have the urge to try some wintertime insect photography in your kitchen." ...

There you go; while Stehekin residents revile the seeming plague of boxelder bugs each spring, others see a silver lining in the cloud of  black and orange, winged annoyances.
Believe it or not, the article above encouraged Boxelder Boosters to express themselves. 

 Readers responses to the, Thank Goodness for Boxelder bugs:


"Love this article – my son is doing a report on insects. Your article and pics are the best we found about this bug. Every other one is so negative and not so informative (other than to tell us how to get rid of them). My son and I agree that the boxelder is quite cute from the front. You’ve just gained yourself some new fans!! Thanks!!"    

Sorry, maybe I was too negative earlier.

And another response: "One of the endearing qualities of boxelder bugs is that they can release bad-smelling/tasting chemicals to discourage predators.  Like many other insects with similar capabilities (monarch butterflies and long-horned milkweed beetles, for example), they have bright orange or red markings to warn predators off.  That defense mechanism may be why boxelder bugs feel comfortable hanging around – often in large crowds – in plain sight, while most other insects work hard to stay hidden."  

All we can tell from this is that Boxelder bugs operate in throngs so vast and acridly aromatic as to intimidate birds and other would be predators. Not sure this is actually an "endearing" quality. 

And yet another response to the article: “I understand that many of you won’t ever become fans of boxelder bugs.  I guess I can live with that, and – with the exception of those you squish – so can the boxelder bugs.  Personally, I like them.  As with every other insect species I know of, they have a fascinating life story, and they’re just trying to make their way through life like the rest of us."
No doubt about the fascinating life stories, I mean just watch them. Nuff said.
And from the more individualistic regions of the human spectrum, there are some who perceive Boxelder bugs as pets. Emily chimes in with her story.

Emily says:
"I have had one living in my room since August, I named him Larry. Do you know what I could feed him? 
Since this posting was made in November, that little Elderbug must have been pretty lean and mean after three months without food.

Anne and Ian offer a response to Emily’s question.

"Emily, we always have a couple of hundred hanging out in our south-facing windows during the winter. We feed them on tea with sugar and milk, the same as we like it. The tea has proved very popular and they come running when they see the spoon. The ladybird beetles (lady bugs) also join the party regularly."

So British to serve tea.



And finally: "Loved reading this blog and am thrilled to know there are like-minded people out there! We have box elder bugs all over the room in which I work, I find them fascinating and amusing and, if I do say so myself, quite a handsome insect. I observed one today sucking up some dried milk & honey I guess I dripped out of my tea. I guess if they’re eating it’s a good sign that spring is soon to come! Unfortunately my admiration for insects is not shared here in the work place. I’ve cringed on numerous occasions when someone just outright smashes them or flicks them across the room, it always seems so unwarranted!”

Smashing….Ooo, Oooo, unwarranted for sure. Cringe away. This would certainly constitute workplace violence. But a flick? A little flick? One might look at this as helping the Elderbug on its journey through life. 

Even though a nuisance to most, the Boxelder bug has its fans. 

Like chocolate, Elderbugs are both praised and reviled. As mentioned earlier, consider anything you enjoy, admire, participate in, or have an attraction towards; it’s highly probable someone will consider your sense of affinity towards that object or idea with a sense of antipathy for the same object or idea.

The Boxelder might say, "You might as well get used to it."



Friday, June 2, 2017

Pot Luck

Pot Lucks...they are a good thing.  They are really good if they are not at your house. HA!  We recently hosted our third annual "Welcome to Stehekin" Pot Luck.  This time of year we have quite a few people show up to work for the summer and this gathering was meant to give us all a chance to get acquainted with the new folks. 



We do pot lucks well around here....you won't see much pre-made stuff from Costco deli no sir-eee.  
What do we do? We eat. We talk. We meet new people and catch up with the old ones...ahem,  the ones we have known a long time.  We play volleyball, tetherball, music, games, or just sit and watch people.  We have had pot lucks to welcome new people, say goodbye to friends, have a memorial service for one passed on, celebrate weddings, surprise a retiring teacher, surprise a friend for a birthday, kick off spring at the Trillium Festival, eaten husband-cooked food for Mothers Day, gathered for 4th of July festivities, congregated a the Buckner Orchard for Harvest Fest, and explored the tastes of the world at World Cuisine Night.

Do's and Don't of Pot Lucks
     Do remember to take your dishes, shoes, coats and children home with you
     Don't bring a salad in the dog dish (don't laugh...it happened! It was a really clean dog dish)
     Do compliment the food you like (you never know who is listening)
     Don't say "gross" about the food you don't like (you never know who is listening)

See you at the next one that comes around!

plw
     
     


Thursday, June 1, 2017

It's Noisy Out There: Stehekin Concert



Rainbow Falls Roaring!
Stehekin has a reputation as a get-away to the mountains where cell service disappears and the roar of traffic is far away. The image of solitude and sanctuary on the porch of a cabin rental with the relaxing sounds of birds and quiet meandering creeks is luring. Only the crinkling sound of turning the page of your novel intrudes upon your dream-state of mind. Maybe you are anticipating the deepest, mountain-air sleep, with only a  rhythmic chirping of a cricket by your window, and mountain winds whispering in your ears. 

Yes, to all of those -endearing qualities of our mountain valley.  Most of the time.

Not today. Today, it’s noisy out there.
Rainbow Creek Fierce!

Thundering, uproarious crashing in surround-sound with the volume turned on extra-high meets our ears today. The sound waves of  raucous Rainbow Falls seem to travel straight into our hearts. We know this sound of pounding waters, scraping boulders, and rushing muddy currents as a deep part of our lives. Spring runoff is powerful.

Today reached 81 degrees following a string of warmer days of sunshine and winds. Consequently, this is what the river does:
This scientific chart is where we look when we want to know exactly how far above that red line the flood is going. However it’s pretty simple in Stehekin. All we actually have to do is open the door: The louder the river roars, the higher the water is. During a 100 year flood, if you look down, the water might actually be flowing in front of your door.
 Water flowing into the roadway at seven mile, (Photo Credit: Samantha Courtney)

Today, May 30th, there is still anywhere from 9 to 12 feet of snow pack just north (and up) from us near the Cascade Crest  What does that mean? It is measured and quantified and projected and planned.  In simple intuitive terms it means: there is an enormous amount of water still to find its way down from the mountains, expanding  waterways, falling over cliffs, filling up forgotten paths, swerving around logs, pushing on top of shifting gravel, carving, clawing, flowing, coursing. . .till it is satisfied reaching Lake Chelan, and beyond. The river will definitely be singing to us this next month or so. Loudly!
Overflow from Boulder Creek finds a way to the river

Ah, peaceful Stehekin. Tonight, after the concert of waterfalls and boisterous currents, there came giant whooshing  powerful forty mile an hour gusts bending tall Douglas firs over in awkward angles,  announcing boldly the next movement of the Spring Run-Off symphony: Thunder! And Pouring Rain!

Don’t let these clamorous uprisings keep you from visiting Stehekin! Conditions promise to settle down and we’ll be longing for the rush of ample water in late August heat. We revere this springtime thrilling wilderness display just as much as we love the peaceful quiet summer evenings or silent snowfalls. It’s been noisy here today and tonight in Stehekin all right. We wouldn't trade our front row seats for anything.
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Rainbow Falls, winter contrast (photo credit: Ron Scutt)
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Tuesday, May 30, 2017

Stehekin Valley Ranch open weekends till mid-June

Here is cook Gordy Courtney cutting the whole chickens up for our dinner at the Ranch.

Stehekin Valley Ranch is open weekends till the middle of June for dinners and cabins as well. We went up on Sunday for their "Chicken dinner" with all the trimmings. The chicken had been smoked, in the new smoker-BBQ, before being put in the oven to roast. My favorite part of Sunday dinner is always the homemade mashed potatoes and the fresh cooked carrots add a festive look to your plate. A variety of salads are available through the week depending on the day. All were excellent!
Here is a look at the Sunday night line up at the Ranch.

Beth is one of the "prep-cooks" this year and did a dandy job on the salads last night.




Krissa greeting folks and finding out what they would like for dinner.

Here is Samantha ready and waiting to serve you with some scrumptious dessert!
Look at this amazing piece of Carrot Cake made by The Stehekin Pastry Company for the Ranch.

Monday, May 29, 2017

The Life of Pie (in Stehekin)

Beryl Courtney was famous for her pies...good ones and lots of 'em
 Pie. It has a history around here.  There have been and still are some extraordinary pie bakers over the years in Stehekin.  Beryl Courtney was known for her pies served at the cafe at the landing in the 50's and 60's.  Locals say she made 80 in a day at times during the busy season.

There are pie stories, too. Some nice, some not so nice.  Pie hikes, pies at potlucks, birthday pies, sweaty pies.    

Pie construction

 I once went on a surprise birthday party hike around this time of year.  The planner brought the birthday girl up to a nice lookout with a pie in her backpack ( I don't know how she did that!), and the rest of us were to hike up and surprise the two of them.  None of us had been to this particular look out, so we were looking for a marker in the trail.  We looked at a LOT of suspicious looking sticks, but ruled them out too wimpy to be an arrow.  After what seemed like too great of a distance for a "short jaunt", a couple of us had to turn around due the time so we never did find the birthday girl and her pie carrying companion.  We wrote a note in the dust on her windshield "We tried but couldn't find you".  Bummer.

Pie birthday party
Pie can be romantic, too, you know.  My own first experience with pie in Stehekin was in June of 1985.  Just graduated from high school and arrived on the boat to work for the summer at the landing.  A local boy invited me that day to the Ranch for pie.  I really wasn't a pie-eating sort of gal.  More like vanilla ice cream with chocolate syrup, but I would soon be converted.   Up the road we drove in the '69 Chevy to the Stehekin Valley Ranch and had Raspberry Apple Pie.  Married that local boy.
Sour Cream Apple.  Favorite of local boy.

Speaking of marriage, here's one for you from Stehekin's past.  Legend has it that a wife made her husband a pie one day, and he unwisely commented that it was good, but not as good as so-and-so's pies.  That offended pie went sailing out the back door and the pan remained in the yard like a monument for years to come. Oops.

Pie lesson

Stehekin Pastry Company and Stehekin Valley Ranch still serve a mean piece of pie. Some of our favorites are Lemon Surprise, Sour Cream Apple, Washington Nut (walnut), Blackberry, Apple and Lemon Meringue.

Circumference is directly related to pi(e). (That for you Math fans)  

Lemon Meringue
 A story of a lemon meringue: A recent birthday of a dear friend and neighbor inspired the making of a lemon meringue in our household.  It only takes about 29 pieces of kitchen equipment to make the silly thing. The time came to leave for an evening meeting and we still had not delivered the birthday pie, so, as I walked to the meeting, I placed it in the seat of the beloved neighbor's pick up. The meeting went pretty late, and as we were driving away, noticing the pie recipient visiting and not getting in his truck I commented "I hope the dome light in his truck works".  

 Next morning, I see an e-mail from him: : "Well, it was practically dark when I finished talking and went to get in the car. Opened the door, waved to my friend who was leaving and sat down in the front seat. "What the heck is that I'm sitting on?" I wondered as I felt something soft and yielding beneath me. Rising quickly, sort of jumping out the still not closed door, I put my hand back to find I'd just sat in a lemon meringue pie that now looked like a brawl had taken place on it. Licking my fingers I was rewarded with a delicious taste sensation. Nice way to end the night although I had some cleanup to do and had to sit on some cardboard to keep from messing up the seat. Other than the laundry I'll being doing and the loss of what must have been a fantastic pie - actually, I still have some in the frig. - all went well. I want to thank you for the effort to deliver what was a wonderful birthday treat. Of course, everything above this sentence is a fabrication......"

plw