manatee mana-tea infuser.
I was on a conference call on my way in to work one morning, listening on Bluetooth headphones. It was a “read only” call for me, for the most part, so I set the phone to mute, and dropped it in my pocket. When the call ended, I turned off my headphones…but forgot to hang up the call until over an hour and a half later. Oops.
Beso loves pettins’.
Bonus Pallas Cat!
P&G Towers, from our remodeled office.
This weekend was the Great Outdoor Weekend in the Greater Cincinnati area. Events were held by outdoor-oriented groups, or at some of Cincinnati’s incredible parks. You could the try archery, kayak, ride a zipline, or look at the stars. I love that folks have events like this to encourage outdoor activity, as well as showcase the great things Cincinnati has to offer across the whole region.
We decided to go to the event at Rowe Wood, part of Cincinnati’s Nature Center. Rowe Woods has over a thousand acres of land, which includes over sixteen miles of hiking trails. There is a main center about wildlife in Ohio, as well as various displays around the park.
They whole area is quite beautiful, and they have facilities for events in addition to education. While we were there, we saw at least one photographer using it as a backdrop for pictures of a couple, as well as a wedding (with their set of pictures as well).
The event for the great Outdoor Weekend was s’mores, which were supposed to happen on both Saturday and Sunday (we were there Sunday). This was a combination of what was age-appropriate for our daughter (many things were for ten and up), as well as our scheduled for the day. The event was in the “Playscape.” We hiked around, making a few wrong turns. However, we did get to see some pretty purple flowers.
we also saw some frogs hanging out in a pond.
The Playscape is actually a fenced off section within the site. On the approach is the Abner Howllow Pioneer Cabin. The cabin was built in the first part of the Nineteenth Century in Adam’s County (the third county to the west of Hamilton County (where Cincinnati is located), and immediately adjacent Brown County (where I found Eddy)). It was moved to this site in 1997 to educate visitors about early pioneer life.
We got to the gate to the playscape, only to discover a chalkboard showing that they were only doing s’mores on Saturday. We went into the Playscape anyway. there were lots of rocks for my daughter to crawl over.
As well as a waterfall and a creek for her to explore, and float a tree-bark boat in.
I spent a lot of time trying to take macro photographs of some very patient bees.
We then decided to take a hike. We saw two young deer.
And a couple waterfalls.
It was a great evening to be at Rowe Woods, and we had a great time.
Last Sunday (September 23) was World Rhino Day. Rhinoceroses are critical endangered, in no small part due to poaching.
The Cincinnati Zoo was in the headlines recently, as they are attempting to breed the only two Sumatran rhinos in North America. So of course, on World Rhino Day, they were hanging out in one of areas in the back. In their defense, we were there rather late in the day.
The Indian rhinoceros, however was not only out, but playing with some bamboo. Rhinos are among my favorite zoo animals (outside of felids, of course).
Coincidentally, Saturday (the twenty-first) was International Red Panda Day, another favorite zoo animal (outside of felids, of course).
The Bactrian camel really doesn’t care what day it is.
A takin is goat-antelope, native to Himalayas. They are regarded as a vulnerable species.
We went to check out Woodstock, a manatee.
He did rolls near Betsy, another manatee.
Prom season is in the spring, isn’t it?
We went to go say “hi” to Renji and Nubo. When we walked up, it almost seemed like there was only one snow leopard out.
But, it became apparent that they were both in there (Nubo is on the right).
Heart-shaped snow leopards!
The pallas kittens are still hanging around–one up on some rocks; another was down low. He wanted to go up to see his pal.
So he jumped!
It was quite impressive!
It is sometimes hard to imagine these little pallas kittens are smaller than adult black-footed cats.
The sand cat was dozing–love how his paws were arranged.
We haven’t seen the caracal all summer–I’ve been worried. She wasn’t there this visit, but we did see scat in her enclosure. This made me feel a little comforted.
Ever since they remodeled the Cat House into Night Hunters, it’s been very difficult to get a good picture of the fishing cat. Usually, it takes pulling every light-gathering tick I have, manual focussing, and anticipating where she’s walking. Today, she was still, and I pulled out my 50mm f/1.8 for the first time in a while. And, got a really good shot.
It was a great afternoon to spend learning and supporting one of the great animal treasures of this world.
A few notes and thoughts about the Hope Ride, here are some thoughts and memories.
- The plot of my ride, on Strava. You can see where we rode, performance stats, etc.
- This is my twenty-nineth century ride.
- I was surprised how strong I felt at the end of the ride–I’m not saying I wanted to extend the ride, but I had enough strength to get up any rises, and maintain a really good pace when I wasn’t actively slacking.
- It was a gorgeous day, though started a bit iffy. It was raining when I left Cincinnati–I’m glad I have a station wagon, and can carry the bicycle inside the car as required. The rain let up halfway to Hope, and the roads were drying nicely by the time I threw my leg over the bike. The sky cleared up after lunch. There was some wind, but nowhere near the 30 MPH gusts we had last year.
- Before the ride, while I was getting ready, a woman walked up and asked me to take a picture of her and the man she was riding with. I walked over, and the gentleman said, “Not every day you get to take a bike ride with your daughter.” I thought it was sweet.
- I was sitting on a hay bale eating a banana when I found myself being attacked by kittens! They wanted to be petted (of course!). They started climbing a tree. A girl, maybe ten, was surprised to see that cats could climb a tree. I clued her in about clouded leopards.
- The Indiana Department of Transportation decided to repave one of the roads the route was to traverse–I think their acronym is missing a letter. We had to detour, leaving everyone short of the hundred mile mark–I was seven-and-a-half miles when I hit the high school. Century rides don’t count unless your cyclecomputer shows “100.” 98 doesn’t count. 99.75 is held in especially low esteem–that just means you are too lazy to go around the block. I linked up with five other riders who retraced the first four miles of the day, around a pretty lake, then back again. Based on all the cyclists we saw, everyone seemed to have that idea.
The Hope Ride is one of my favorite rides, and I’ll almost definitely be back next year.
I think she’s a real barn cat.