Quick solstice comment — I've never understood why most people treat solstices and equinoxes like rare solar system events (e.g., eclipses) that have a distinct peak at a certain time. I consider the solstices to be more like a season — the amount of daylight on the day before or after the solstice is not noticeably different from the official solstice day. And painstakingly modeling the influence of solar radiation on the ground heat balance for hill slopes at an hourly timescale throughout the year has led me to believe that the cumulative influence of the sun on air and ground temperatures in the weeks surrounding the solstice is much more impressive and important than its peak on a particular day and time. Similarly, during the spring equinox, the daily change in solar angle accelerates dramatically over a span of weeks in temperature regions of the Northern Hemisphere, leading to the melting of snow and warming of air. In other words, from the perspective of weather, the cumulative effect of the solstice or equinox is much more consequential than its peak. I doubt that any non-human organism batted an eye at 2:24PM on Monday, March 20th, 2023. I guess people like to have more holidays to celebrate, landmarks for time, whereas I'm interested in the cycle, the process, the "cumulative influence."
The many windows of the Dreaming Tower look out onto the garden and forests of redwood, madrone, and douglas fir, with views of trees both nearby and on distant slopes. Aside from birds and wind, there are no sounds. I sit for hours watching fog swirl around the ridge line to the south. I’ve put on music a few times, but I more often enjoy the silence. The weather is perfect: 50s at night and low 60s during the day, sunny with frequent mist.
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I’m obsessed with the surrounding area - the Dreaming Tower is situated within coastal redwood forest that extends westward to the coast and transitions to oak woodlands and meadows on the east side. The drive along Philo-Greenwood Road reveals many remote orchards, vineyards, ranches, and cabins in meadows and gaps in the forest canopy.
The coastal mountains and hills are cut by a number of rivers, including the Navarro, of which Greenwood Creek is a tributary. I walk to Greenwood Creek via a logging road that starts ~1 mile down the road from where I am staying. It is a really cool road, with active logging only occurring at the very start — to the creek and back is about eight miles from where I'm staying. I think it would be superb if logging companies were generally required to open their lands to people, at least when no logging is taking place.
I run ~six miles at Hendy Grove, a group of 1000+ year old redwoods and one of the few public lands around. I find my way onto a trail that leads uphill and out of the park and eventually to a cool meadow, where I turn around. At both Hendy Grove and Greenwood Creek, I experience the unique vibes of the tall old growth redwood trees, beneath which the quiet and shade create a peaceful, but almost spooky environment. The quiet of pine needles, distinct from the quiet of snow.
I take highway 253 from Boonville to Ukiah for provisions (reasonably-priced food and gas). Highway 253 leads northeast out of Anderson Valley in twists and turns along the edge of steep brown hills before descending through oak woodlands into Ukiah. After this grocery trip, I am confident that I have enough greens and other essentials to get me through the next two and half weeks at the Dreaming Tower. On that note, I learned that I can make sourdough bread in the toaster oven! A pyrex dish that I brought with me for leftovers fits nicely within the extra large toaster oven. I have a sourdough starter and about ten pounds of sprouted spelt flour leftover from C Street, so I have been making loaves and working them into the mix (e.g., eggs and toast, PB&J with Good Good jam). Great stuff.
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I drive misty roads to the coast and make my way towards Fort Bragg, where I walk 5.5 miles along the coast from Noyo Headlands Park to MacKerricher Beach, and then run 5.5 miles back the way I came. Lots of great coastline, dirt trails, rocks, wildflowers, and beaches.
Mendocino County is so cool! I love the diversity of landscapes and vibes: rocky coast with cypress and fog horn and clanging buoy, quiet redwood forests where headlights create tunnels of light through the mist, parched oak woodlands and dry meadows, shady streams at the base of steep canyons.
One aspect of my daily life that I don’t love is that I have to drive to go anywhere! I’m no stranger to hanging out in the middle of nowhere, but at some of my previous remote spots, I’ve had access to cool places to exercise outdoors within walking distance: Lefthand Creek, Nugget Hill, and other local trails near Meesa’s place, trails around the reservoir in Nederland, old forest roads leading into the mountains outside of Lago Atravesado, extensive networks of trails in Winter Park. There is the logging road ~1 mile from me, but that is technically private property and requires a decent walk down Philo-Greenwood road. Hendy Grove is a 25 minute drive to the east, and Greenwood Beach / Elk is a 20 minute drive to the west. My road and mountain bikes would have definitely helped to reduce this sense of distance, but they are unfortunately in storage for the summer. I could run down to Oakland (~3 hours) to grab them, but they would be annoying to carry around for the rest of the summer. I think I'll enjoy them when I return.
Re solstice, etc.: That's how I feel about "Christmas" it's more than just Xmas and Xmas Eve.
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