Category: Jake

The Longest Mile

Timothy Price34 Comments

Well! Five point seven/eights miles to be more precise. While it’s only a mile and a half between mile marks as the river flows, and the treks to the river and back, plus all the winding around on different paths in the bosque added up. This was the longest walk Jake has made with me since he moved in.

One

Beaver point is at the 194.5 mile mark

Surprisingly, I saw a dragonfly. The temperature was around 48º F (~9º C).

Two

Bushwacking on our way to Three

Three. A couple of dragonflies lying eggs in the shallows.

Four

On the way to Five

Five

Six

The Portal to Seven. Seems all portals look the same!

Seven

Jake recharged his pee-shoot in the Rio Grande by a cocklebur bush at the 194-mile marker.

Eight

Søren seemed impressed. Or not!

Spunk: “Why take a stinking 6-mile walk in the bosque when you can lounge in fresh-dried underwear?”

Silver: “Whoa! I can’t beieve you made Jake walk that far!”

Jake was a little slow after his long mile, and got caught in the skeeter net again.

A couple of women were walking five dogs and let two loose to chase the coyotes. Jake was not happy about those dogs chasing his coyote pals.

Coyotes with cranes overhead

Dusk from the spot where photo Two was taken.

A Sinuous Walk

Timothy Price35 Comments

Cat sees dog

The slow acceptance

Note to self. “Don’t get so close to dawg!”

Jupiter over Resa’s Wolf Tree. Orion on the right.

A sinuous walk
Winding through three sunder miles
Born to see the light

Sunset

Dusk

Critter Fest

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Our morning walk started with a beautiful crescent moon peeking through the clouds.

Clouds capped the Sandias.

Lots of cranes huddled together at dawn

The beavers were up early and splashing a warning that there was a dangerous paparazzo with a big yellow dog standing near the edge of the water.

A Bosque Bunny was up early, also.

Sunrise

Kitties: “It’s too early and too cold for you to be pestering us, pesky Paparazzo!”

Don’t you think it’s a little early to be hitting the catnip, Silver?

Spunk: “What are you looking at me for? Jake did it!”

Jake: “I didn’t do it! I swear! I’m telling you the truth. You know Spunk is lying. He’s always trying to get me in trouble.”

It looks like you got caught in the mosquito net again, Jake.

Sunset

The morning clouds left a dusting of snow on the crest.

Daddy Owl @ dusk

Der Hund von Bosqueville

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The Seven Sisters (The Pleiades) over Resa’s Golden Wolf Tree

The porcupine I almost stepped on when we took Jake out on a walk after dark last night.

The Pleiades rising over the Sandias

Sand dunes in the night sky

Sunrise

Der Hund von Bosqueville

Belafonte checking out the washing machine

Loki: “I thought you washed Belafonte!”

Sunset

Dusk

Happy Crane Dance

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The Big Dipper at 4:50 am this morning

Jake got me up to go out and hang out with Chupacabra and La Llorona in the wee hours of the morning. I got photos of the morning stars.

The Big Dipper, Orion’s Belt and Stars! Whoopee!

Dawn

Wow! Dawn makes me jump for joy!

Those colors are worth a bow

Black Cat Break

All right! A Black Cat Break!

Jake got stuck in the mosquito netting on his way out to watch the sunset.

Poor Jake! We’re jumping for him!

Woo Hoo! Look at those beautiful cranes in flight.

The Mountains are so beautiful! Look at all those towers!

Such pretty golds and oranges at dusk!

Happy Growlloween!

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Jake turns into a Werejake on Halloween

Holy Jakamole! That’s impressive! And the rest of you cats think I’m silly to be wary of Jake! I rest my kitty case.

The President of UNM’s yard

Sandias under the half moon. The Pleiades rising on the left.