Showing posts with label spring wildflowers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label spring wildflowers. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 31, 2022

Wildflower Pilgrimage 2022, Day 1

On April 14th Joan and I drove south to the Highlands Nature Sanctuary, part of the Arc of Appalachia, to attend the first evening meeting of the 2022 Wildflower Pilgrimage. There Nancy Stranahan, director of the Arc, gave a presentation on why we would have a wonderful time over the next two days regardless of which hikes we'd signed up for. One aspect I hadn't fully appreciated till now was that in Ohio, the areas with limestone and karst formations at the surface are rare, and many of these are in the two-county area where our hikes would take place. In this image, the zones of interest are in red, and we're in the southern Ohio cluster.

On the next day, Friday, Joan and I drove to the meeting spot for the Otter Banks hike. Otter Banks features limestone bluffs along the Rocky Fork Creek and the flora particular to that environment. From the meeting spot, we boarded a van to drive us to the Mennonite farm adjacent to the bluffs. Otter Banks was secured by the Arc when a much larger property came up for sale, and a deal was reached whereby Mennonite families would acquire the arable land, and the unfarmable river bluffs would become a new Arc preserve. A very eager dog from the farm, barely out of puppyhood, joined us as we set off.
 
The route for a future trail was marked by occasional pink tape dangling from trees, and the footing, kept damp with water runoff from the bluffs, was occasionally treacherous, especially at side drainages, but our leaders kept us under control (except the dog). The purpose of the hike was to examine the flora growing on or near the limestone/dolomite bluffs. Many of our hikers were more knowledgeable than I am, but the leader of the hike was the naturalist Jenny Richards, who works at Shawnee State Park.
 
Here, a cluster of Dutchman's breeches.
Dutchman's and an occasional trillium.
A blooming wild ginger. Don't forget to click on the image to enlarge.
Trillum. Lovely!
Starting to see some trout lilies.
Consulting the handbook.
Those in the lead spotted a wren bursting out of the bluffs. We all admired its nesting skills, snug in the stone!
Differing vegetation "cheek by jowl" on the vertical surfaces.
The tiny blooms of miterwort.
A mystery flower ... if only it were a few days further along. If you have an idea what it might be, leave a comment!
A cliffside garden:
Blooming bloodroot.
Shooting star ("pride of ohio"), not blooming yet.
Sullivantia, a tiny cliffside rarity first discovered in Ohio by William S. Sullivant (or possibly his second wife, Eliza, but Bill got the credit).
Yellow corydalis starting to come out.
More trout lily. Love the speckled foliage!
A ragwort. There are dozens of ragwort species in Ohio, and I don't know which one this is.
Bluff face and tumbled timber.
Tiers of flowers on any spot more horizontal than vertical.
No flowers here, but a view from the bottom of a natural bridge, with a tenuous mini-bridge connecting it to the mainland. Water always wins, it just takes time.
Had enough of trout lilies? Just one more, a horizontal one.
After a long meander, we descended to the narrow stretch of flat to rolling terrain next to the stream for our return. A phalanx of turtles were out sunning on the opposite bank. Then it was time to climb back up to the farm and our van.

We had a decision to make once taken back to our individual vehicles. A short distance away, not far from the Paint Creek dam, there's a short (0.5 mile) nature walk, and our naturalist Jenny would lead a group if any of us wanted to check it out. Most of us still had enough energy left for a short (distance) walk.
Almost immediately we spotted a heron in the creek. Good luck with the fishing!
It may have been only a demi-mile, but there was plenty of growth on the forest floor to inspect; the walk took at least an hour. Passers-by would hear Jenny or one of our more adept hikers discussing identifications, and several joined our mob. I was suffering from photo fatigue (perhaps you are by now?) and have this one offering.
Leeks were common, and invaded the top of this photo of wood poppies and blue phlox.
We had time to clean up back at the cabin, and have dinner (one of two shifts) at the Arc's Forest Museum before driving into Bainbridge, for the evening's presentation at the Paxton Theatre. There we were treated to
Laura Hughes, Ohio naturalist, field ecologist, and videographer presenting Filmed Wildlife Encounters Like You’ve Never Experienced Them. Her camera traps have recorded videos of creatures from small invertebrates to larger Ohio mammals such as bobcats. Many of these videos have documented surprising behaviors that run counter to contemporary wisdom, including social interactions within bobcat family groups. Joan and I would have happily watched an extended version.
 
The next day, another hike!

Sunday, May 31, 2020

Boch Hollow, North Trailhead

Our next two local hikes, welcome chances for fresh air, exercise, and being surrounded by nature, took place at Boch Hollow State Nature Preserve.
The first outing was on May 13th. We intended to park at the West trailhead, but it had been obliterated by road construction: retaining walls, bulldozers, rollers. Joan drove back and over to the North trailhead, where we were the second car to arrive. The path south was an old road, from the time before the property was donated to the Ohio Department of Natural Resources.
The first leg of our visit was now towards the West trailhead as far as possible. Almost immediately we were treated to a scarlet tanager, a gloriously colored species we never see at home, and which usually favors being higher in the canopy.
The trail to the west left the roadway and began a gentle climb.
Along the way to the top of the next ridge, and then down the far side, we stopped constantly for flowers. Starting with bluets,
greek valerian/jacob's ladder,
wild blue phlox,
fire pink, whose deeply saturated red blew out the camera,
the orchid "showy orchis," buds not yet opened,
and wood sorrel.
Descending towards the West trailhead, we passed one of the several ponds in the preserve, another remnant of when the land was private property.
Joan and I reached the small creek beyond which the parking area abutting Route 664 was the site of heavy construction. The West trailhead is over there somewhere.
We turned around and began the climb out. Traveling a route in the opposite direction always results in new sights, such as this squaw root, a parasitic plant that feeds on the roots of oak and beech trees.
Our steps were retraced and we continued east, by passing picnickers in the grass, and took the path by the largest pond.
The birds we saw were not as easily photographed as the flowers, especially the warblers and gnat-catchers. The early scarlet tanager was an exception. Here's a photo, in the shade, of a Swainson's Thrush.
They were only migrating through, and therefore did not sing for us, unlike the melodious wood thrushes.

The trails are well maintained.
In the central part of the preserve there were deep ravines and sandstone rock formations, some an overhang,
and some impressive looming faces on the trail.
Joan and I returned to the North trailhead and our car after a bit more than four hours. We spent too much time looking to set a blistering pace, but enjoyed every minute. Visiting the eastern portion of the preserve, starting at the East trailhead, would wait for another day.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Spring Wildflower Walk

A couple of days ago Joan and I took a quick swing through the small woods behind our house to check on the spring wildflowers. Spring beauties are all through the area.
Joan spotted some wild ginger, which blooms close to the ground.
Here's a closer view of the flower.
Some sections were carpeted with mayapples.
One was already setting a blossom.
It is also a good year for Dutchman's Breeches. Actually, it has been an astonishing two weeks since the end of March. It is as if we jumped from February temperatures to June.
Similar to Dutchman's at a casual glance, but morphed, is squirrel corn.
Joan's keen eye spotted a Solomon's Seal.
A phlox, too.
Near the back of the woods, closer to a small creek, were some Virginia bluebells.
A sign of the early warmth ... a solitary (so far) trout lily flowering.
An out-of-focus violet violet. The colors are enchanting.
It was a satisfying walk, especially knowing that all too soon these ephemerals will die back and the poison ivy will be sprouting. Meanwhile, Joan and I have spent time this week plucking out garlic mustard on our property -- the warm weather is encouraging it to set seed early -- and we aren't through yet!