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Jean Marie Hon, 1984, birthmark in left eye-I love that…

Jean Marie…Graduation U.C.L.A. – 1981…


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PT, Nadia and my Mother, 1973, just after she was diagnosed with brain cancer…

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PT, Munich , 1975

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Outside Dublin, 1975…

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Fritz Weper’s house in Munich, 1975…

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Nadia, 1974, the day she met Frank Zappa

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Hot Creek Ranch, 1975…

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Hot Creek , from the Ranch towards the canyon, 1975..

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Hot Creek, on the Ranch, looking at the Sierra Nevada Mountains…

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Nadia and a Winston Fiberglass, Hot Creek Ranch, 1975…

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Nadia in Lone Pine, CA , 1974…

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Onion Valley, above Independence, CA, 1974…

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Jean Marie at home, 1983…

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My Dad in Lone Pine, 1973…

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My Dad, Michael and Jean, 1983…

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PT, Michael and Jean in San Francisco, 1987…

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Wonder where Ally got her love of firearms?…

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Michael,PT, Jean and Ally. 1990…

Ally and Michael…up in Saline Valley, CA…

Ally, on a cold, windy and overcast day in the White Mountains overlooking the Owens Valley…

Ally and dad, hanging in Deep Springs Valley, CA…

Ally and Dad, up at Island Sky Ranch, Nye, MT…

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Ally and Monty, Montana / Idaho border 1998…

Ally and Michael dune-ing it out in the Saline Valley…

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Ally and Angelo getting ready to dance in the moonlight, Owens River, 2002…ally-santrap-19961

Ally, Lone Pine Creek sand trap, 2002…

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Jean, Tim and my Dad, 1989…

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Brown on the Owens, 2007, Spring…

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Chunky Owens Rainbow, Zed Rod, 9’6″, #4wt., 2007…

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Gear on a post for an Owens pit stop, 2007…owens-brown-2007

Owens Brown, 2007…

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One of my favorite spots in the Wild Trout section of the Owens River…

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The Owens, Late Winter 2002…

Up in the White Mountains…

All of these will eventually find their way into my stories, but for now, they are here….

PT/TB

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As I mentioned in my previous post about the Mt, Whitney fish hatchery, my first visit to the Owens Valley came in 1951 when my Dad, Brother and I drove up in my Dad’s 1949 powder blue, Buick convertible to visit with my Mother while she was shooting a film on location outside of Lone Pine, CA. In those days, it took 6-6 1/2 hours to drive up through Palmdale and Lancaster to Mojave and on to Lone Pine from Los Angeles – there were no four lane highways.

OWENS VALLY BLOG

The Owens Valley begins just North of Little Lake, CA. The Owens River once flowed out of Owens Lake, many millions of years ago, down through Little Lake and into a series of great lakes in the Southern California desert. Remnants of this once roaring river may be seen at Fossil Falls just East of a large, dormant volcano that marks the Southern boundary of the valley. Little Lake has an astounding number of petroglyphs on it’s Eastern shore – carved into the volcanic rock that borders the lake.

ARTICLE FROM THE NY TIMES 5.07.2010

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Little Lake petroglyphs…

and, information on those who created them…

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Little Lake Overview…

Thousands of years ago, an Indian tribe known as the “Sheep People” lived in this area and directly to the East in the Argus and Coso Mountain ranges ( now part of the China Lake Naval Weapons Center). When the bow and arrow arrived in this spot, it is believed that these people decimated the resident Desert Big horn Sheep population and later migrated to the North and East to establish the tribes of the Great Basin and Northern Plains. The entire area has a profound mystical quality to which I have been drawn my whole life.

Here is an excellent site for learning more about the early inhabitants of the area:

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and, another:

Hwy. 395

and, another:

North American Rock Art

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Fossil Falls…

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Cinder Cone, Location of Fossil Falls…

This is where a natural dam was broken by an overflowing Owens Lake over 250,000 years ago, creating Fossil Falls and a series of major lakes in the Southern Great Basin…

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My TROOP at Fossil Falls, 1992…

A friend of my Dad’s, Ralph Dadasman, constructed three, nine foot fiberglass fly rods for my Dad , my Brother and I. Ralph was very active in a fishing club in Long Beach, CA. I first had an opportunity to watch a fly angler in action when we visited with Ralph and his family in June Lake,CA in the summer of 1953. It was these rods that the three of us used in Lone Pine, CA in Lone Pine, Shepperds, Symmes, North Oak, Oak and Independence Creeks. We would rig these rods with floating lines on old Pfleuger reels, to a six to eight inch long, 1-2lb. test leader and depending on the stream flow, 2-4 BB shot. We used gold and bronze #16 and # 18 Mustad treble hooks – fishing downstream. We crawled on our knees and sometimes stomachs, to inch our rod tips through the thick underbrush, lowering the tip over the water and stripping line off the reel once the leader and shot caught in the current. Bait consisted of worms, salmon eggs or grass hoppers and crickets. This is where I first learned the deadly effectiveness of drowned hopper and cricket patterns.

My Dad would go through this ritual of rigging next to his ’52 blue, woody, Ford Station Wagon then, the three of us would trudge streamward. My Father alway wore his trusted Russell Birdshooters for snake protection ( rattlesnakes were everywhere) and would have his hand- crafted, woven creel/basket, lined with wet Mule Ears, carried on a leather strap slung over his shoulder. The creeks were filled with Rainbow, Brown and the occasional Brook Trout. For some inexplicable reason, my Pop would refer to the Browns as “Natives” although having been introduced from Europe, there was nothing “native” about them. The DFG planted Rainbows. The Browns, after being originally introduced, were left to spawn. Note: ( My Dad bought his boots at Kerrs in Beverly Hills on Wilshire Blvd.- one of the finest rod and gun stores that ever existed.)

In the course of a day, each of us usually caught our limit of 25 fish- getting soaking wet in the process. On one particular trip to Lone Pine Creek, my Dad fell in a deep, sandy hole in the cold, rushing early summer water. I had never seen him so scared. He panicked and screamed for me to help him. I was about eight. It took me about five minutes to lock my small body around a tiny tree trunk which extended over the stream, reach out with a skinny arm that he could grasp and hold on for dear life while he pulled himself up my arm and out of the creek.

On days that the fishing was slow or we had a taste for something else, we would get up before sunrise, have a hearty breakfast at Ralph Lyons’, Mt. Whitney Cafe and head out into the desert to look for arrowheads. This practice, which I continue to this day, was a direct result of my Father being befriended by some local Paiute women ( they worked as waitresses in local cafes) who drew incredibly accurate maps of locations were these artifacts might be found. Over the years, we found arrowheads, trading beads, scrappers, awls and a host of other tools and pottery. Based on this information, I have found other spots throughout the Owens Valley, Deep Springs Valley, Saline Valley and Eureka Valley which have yielded excellent results. How and where to do this will remain a closely guarded family secret. I have taught my kids the hydrological and geographical features which lend themselves to such discovery. On occasion, I have stumbled onto a few spots while out hunting or target shooting – well off the beaten path and requiring 4 Wheel Drive. The reason we got up so early and looked so late…. The sun at a proper angle glints off exposed obsidian…

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Locals gather at Sunset, along the fingers of The Owens…found many walking these…at Sunset…

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The above were found by me and the kids..please see my post ARROWHEADS AND SACRED PLACES for more detail…

A little dry lake bed out in the Owens Valley (4.14.2011) where Ally, Josh and I found the following…some pottery shards and small obsidian points…

I remember in the Winter of ’81 when I had gone to the Owens Valley by myself to hunt for yip dogs ( I gave up hunting in 1987 at the request of my son Michael) .

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FAL 50.63 FN “PARA”, scoped (Nimrod 6×42), loaded with 125gr., .308 SP, the best non-HB Varmint Rifle ever made…

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Something else in the Southern Sierras…

I made my first pre-dawn stand just North of the Alabama Hills along Hogback Creek. As part of my preparation before calling, I had affixed tie on pads soaked in fox urine to the bottom of my boots. I moved to a spot West of my stand and placed a film canister containing skunk screen. I walked to a spot about 300 meters away from, and directly East of the first canister to place a second near a low lying area along the creek ( don’t ask, if you don’t understand why I’m doing this) when I noticed a chunk of dark obsidian in the middle of a cow’s hoof print. I reached down and extracted a 4 inch long, perfect spear point – unbroken. This has happened more than once…

2nd best Varmint Rifle: Valmet Mdl. 76, scoped (Redfield 2×7), load .223, 55gr. BTHP…

 

 

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The Esteemable Yip Dog….

It never ceases to amaze me how many people who whiz up 395 to ski Mammoth and June Lake have no earthly idea of the richness of this vast valley…

 

Beret Flash – 10th. SFG, 1st. Special Forces (ABN)…another part of my story…

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Some Friends…

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Lookin’ for a Yeti…

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Two hitchhikers in the Saline Valley…arrow-3

Those guys were lookin’ for these things….

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S&W Mdl. 57…

S&W Mdl. 57 – .41Mag. …

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Owens Valley at sunset, 1987…

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Michael starts with a .22 – Ruger Bull Barrel…1985…

Ruger Mark I Bull Barrel – .22LR

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Road Rig…1987…tim-add-owens-valley-85

Sunset, high in the Eastern Sierras – 1987…

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Michael, sighting in, 1987…

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Down Range

A Northern portion of the Owens Valley…

PT/TB

 

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Here they are…DOGS COUNT TOO!!!

Michael and Ally at the TOP of the WORLD…Saline Valley…

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Children of dune…Saline Valley…

Michael and a person with their tongue sticking out…at Trumbull Lake, Bridgeport, CA…

Ally gives shooting instructions to my mentor, Sal A. (guess she wants to do some writing…like I have to do)

Ally at the campsite with Angelo, Hogback Creek, 2002 Winter

This was a GREAT steakhouse that burned to the ground in 1993 on Hwy. 178 between Ridgecrest and Kernville. I tipped more than enough here before…Sal got a hold of me…

PT and Allo on the Madison, 2001, photo by Michael

Ally getting whacked by hailstones on the East Walker, August 2000

Michael and Ally DEEP in the VALLEY of the ” Aliens “…April 2001

Angelo,bookin’ it after a strange encounter…2002, January

Down the Wabbit HOLE….

Angelo, playin’ with pinecone, White Mtns., Jan. 2002

Big Pine Creek, Fall, 1999

Pond…off Big Pine Creek

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Michael, Jack Flat, North Fork of the Middle Fork of the Tule River…1987

He ate a BWO…Spring 2007

…and he ate a Bat Wing Baetis, Lower “O”, spring 2007…

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Ally in Bouquet Canyon…

This place has a spiritual nature… Winter, 2003

…maybe the people who left this grinding stone could explain…

Another time, another place…

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Michael, Charlie’s Butte, spring 1986

Michael, East Walker River, July, 2003

Michael, below the dam, East Walker River, August, 2003

Michael, North Fork of Middle Fork of Tule River, June 2002

Mr. Newt…NF Tule, 2002

Nice waterfall & pool on the Tule, June 2002

Wild Trout section, Owens River, December 2002

…and below 5 Bridges….

Upper Owens River, May, 2003

Nad & Pop, Hot Creek, 1976

Tule River, may 2004

Owens River, Fall 2001

Snow in the Owens Valley, 2003

Road to the highest weather station in the U.S., White Mtns., 2002

Ally, at her favorite eatery in the VALLEY – Lala, 2009…

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