a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing
Showing posts with label Norfork River. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Norfork River. Show all posts

Thursday, July 23, 2015

Dam, Heart, River, Fog, Fence

At the base of the Norfork Dam is Norfork River, famous for Rainbow trout fishing.  They have a wonderful area where children can fish but it is a catch and release area.  Why?  There is a fish hatchery right there and I guess they don't want them all caught before the Norfork joins the White River, also famous for Trout fishing, Brown and Rainbow.

It was raining as we came through after Hubby heart check up...yep, he still has one.

I asked him to stop.  I wanted pictures.

In the rain?

I don't care.  I want pictures.
These steps took me to Dry Run Creek.
 to see this
and this in the rain.
The steps back seems much steeper but
if you notice my little orb is with me.
 The fog was rolling in but there were people fishing every where.
The minimal flow pipe was running along with two flood gates.
The pictures do not do Norfork River justice.
The beauty was breathtaking.
I kept moving closer and closer to get a good shot.
The fog was winning but I finally got the flood gates.
 And I got a rock.  Did that surprise anybody?

This is the power station below the dam.
Sometimes power is generated, but here's the kicker
The power is bought by another state!
The power plant in enclosed with a chain link fence.
For Good Fences at Run*A*Round*Ranch.

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

I Put My Painting Hat On...

It didn't fit very well.  I was touching up some old spots and painting some new spots.

While painting the floor I turned around and stepped in the wet paint.  Jumped off that and put my hand in wet paint on the cabinet. Bend over to clean my foot and now my back end is painted.

At least my hair is different.  Black with lavender and green accents.

It was not my day to paint.
Norfork River

Friday, August 8, 2014

Same Day Out..

We lucked onto a new viewing area with parking and winding trails.  This is right up my alley but sadly Hubby can't climb nor walk a lot.
Our view from the first look off was spectacular but then I spotted a trail.  Hubby waited for me to explore.
First I saw this...okay, but how high can it be, really.
After quite a steep hike I saw another sign.
I can't see the top.
I can't see the bottom.
And yes, that is a person falling off a cliff on the sign!
At the summit even the trees were falling over the bluff.
The view was worth the hike even in ninety plus temps.
Right then left Norfork River as far as I could see.
An island and a little white water was way down the river.
I saw rocks and wild flowers.  The descent was very steep.  I had to use my brakes a lot. I saw a new view and I was loving the planet, a wonderful creation.  I was thankful when I reached the bottom.  I acted tough as if the height did not bother me.  I was telling Hubby how beautiful the view was.  He saw me coming and had a drink and a air conditioned truck waiting for me.

Gotta love a man that encourages you to have an adventure even if he no longer can.  I think I will keep him.

Thursday, August 7, 2014

A Day Out Is Rare

but now and then we force ourselves to do something other than work.  Hubby had a mission and I went along for the ride.  We arrived at one of my favorite places, the Wolf House in Norfork, Arkansas.
I have shared visits to the Wolf House before but I never tire of seeing it and revisiting the history that people actively work to keep intact. If I were to build a dream home it would be much like the Wolf house only with modern amenities.  Other structures have been added to the compound, all part of our history with many buildings Jacob Wolf built himself.
There is an elevated walk way so you can have an overall look and/or you can visit each structure up close and personal. 
This is viewing the back or front actually since it faces White River from the walk way. The trees are fully leafed so the view was different form my last visit.  
Where the Norfork River(right) meets the White River was an advantageous location for a trading post.  The Wolfs were in the right spot for success.  They traded with new explorers and Native American Tribes that still lived in the area...before we got so greedy.

It was a successful day.  It was an enjoyable day.  Time out together was long overdue and appreciated.
I tried to get a new profile picture with Hubby behind the lens
Many of y'all will know this look.  I won't tell that Hubby was encouraging me to stick out my chest and suggested I grab some nuts off this pecan tree. 

Sadly the days are past that I look good naked but that's okay.  I don't allow naked viewing.  I try to pretend by choosing a Barbarian character on my video game and call her Buxom Babe but only in the video. When I play my beauty is timeless.  Sixty does something to you...not the age necessarily but the journey to reach sixty.
Playing peek-a-boo is always a fun game when a husband is making snide remarks. He forgot I was armed.
He's pushing his luck.  He soon will be sixty-three and I can still out run him.  And I'm a pretty good shot.
I guess I will let him get away with his ribbing because we are working on the next forty-two years together.

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

The Wolf House

Dalton and Andrew have been friends since early elementary school.  Dalton's family moved to Siloam Springs which is about four hours away.  Andrew and Dalton try to get together during spring break and the summer. The half way meeting point is Harrison.

The Norfork Dam was closed Monday so our route was changed.  On our return trip we explored the Wolf House in Norfork, Arkansas.
The buildings were works of art, all hand-hewn timbers and quite fancy for the times.  The Dogtrot is a feature I would be tempted to include if I ever build another house.
Located at the junction of two rivers, the view was breathtaking. 
The back of Wolf House is as amazing as the front.
Dalton and Andrew
I imagine Jacob Wolf in the lower right window,
waving goodbye.
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