On my most recent visit to Anderson Marsh State Historic Park on Clear Lake, I had the boardwalk almost entirely to myself. The morning was already warming up, but a small group of state park workers had clearly been working for hours under a tent beside the trail leading out toward Cache Creek. At first I wasn’t sure what they […]
If you look at a map of Lake Berryessa, you’ll find Smittle Creek just off the Berryessa Knoxville Road, tucked into the western shore and hiding behind a couple of islands (called Small Island and Big Island). The last time I explored along this trail was back in January 2019; since then, the Spanish Fire scorched vast areas on this […]
We spent a day exploring portions of the western shoreline of Lake Berryessa on a breezy day in May. The water level is still very high, and some public areas are still closed. But there are always beautiful views and the peaceful sounds of the California oak woodlands in spring.
I’ve visited Clear Lake quite a number of times in the past several years, and I find myself gravitating to the familiar spots — especially Anderson Marsh State Historic Park at the south end of the lake and Rodman Slough in the north. So on this trip I tried to discover something new to me; and that led me to […]
Red-wing blackbirds are one of my favorites, probably stemming from childhood memories of seeing and hearing them as I traversed the marshes between Sacramento and San Francisco. I’ve recently found them quite close to home at Sailor Bar’s Turtle Pond in Fair Oaks, but I always love spotting them around Clear Lake, especially in the spring. On this particular trip, […]
Lake Mendocino is just a short drive away from Clear Lake, and spring is a great time to explore this Northern California reservoir. I didn’t get to hike as much as I would have liked, but I did see some really beauitiful wildflowers and a number of birds. The green hillsides and trails look so inviting — but watch out […]
Back in mid March I was spending a lot of time enjoying the back porch as I nursed an injured foot at our small farmhouse in Keller, Texas. While newer houses had sprung up all around us, there remained enough open space to easily recall when this area north of Fort Worth still consisted primarily of wide open fields and […]