Apparently, I'm a glutton for punishment. I've worked a very hard week in the gardens and am all stiff and sore. Every muscle in my body aches as I'm out of shape and not used to the type of work I'm performing for the foundation. I'm hoping to start getting into decent shape within the next couple of weeks, if I don't die in the process.
Today, after a long day in the hot sun, I couldn't resist the urge to climb. This was the first sunny day I've seen since my arrival here in Medora on Monday. When I got here, I was in awe of the butte that created the backdrop to the dorm within which I'm currently living. I told myself that one day, when it was nice out, that I would indeed climb it. After having dinner when I got off work, I made the decision to make the climb. I grabbed my camera with my 75 x 300mm lens and filled my water bottle. The weather was perfect for climbing, it felt like a hot late August day like I'm used to back in Minnesota, when it actually isn't raining.
I stepped out of the dorm and looked up at the butte, studying its slopes, deciding my route to take. After a few moments, I noticed a pattern in the vegetation on the slopes and saw what looked like a nice route to take. I had to remind myself prior to the climb that there was a high chance of encountering Rattle Snakes on the slopes. So, as I began to climb, I carefully observed each and every scrub of Sagebrush in my path for snakes.
The climb was really hot with the sun glaring down on me. I was glad I brought along my water bottle as I could feel myself experiencing heat stress as I climbed. Partway up, I stopped for a water break and to survey the surrounding area. The climb was going quicker and easier than I had anticipated and I was making good progress.
As I climbed, I used the clumps of Sagebrush as footholds so that I wouldn't slip. I had to be careful not to brush up against the Prickly Pear Cactus though as they were everywhere. At one point, my right foot slid a bit and I leaned into the slope of the butte and felt a cactus brush against my leg. That was as close as I cared to get to those prickly things. They looked quite painful to get into a tangle with.
After reaching the top of the butte, I was exhausted and burning up from the heat. It got really hot out today, much hotter than I'm used to. I quickly sought out some shade and saw a small clump of Cottonwood trees to shelter under. On my way to the trees, I passed through a Prairie Dog town. The critters scolded me sharply as I walked through their town. Upon reaching the trees, I startled a young Mule Deer buck. He checked me out curiously before bounding off carefree.
Once I was cooled down, I left the shade and decided the direction of my journey. I decided to venture through the Prairie Dog town some more, just to mess with the little buggers. As I walked through their town, I surveyed the area to determine where I should venture. I decided I didn't want to go back down the way I came up as I was hoping to find a more gently incline.
After surveying the area, I came to the conclusion that I wanted to climb down and go through the riding stable property. I looked around and determined where I figured it would be and headed off in that direction. Once I got to the other side of the butte, I found a well used horse and wild game trail. I followed the trail as it appeared to be heading back down.
The way back down was nice as it was more gently and it was also on the shady side of the butte. I followed the horse trail cautiously, looking for snakes as I walked along. The views from the trail were spectacular. The trail wound back and forth as it went down the butte and I was amazed at how much of an incline the horses went down.
At the bottom of the butte, I found myself right where I had anticipated, at the riding stables. I must have startled the dog, as I was greeted by an upset Blue Heeler. After a bit of sweet talking, I was able to calm him down and quickly became his friend. With that mission accomplished, and with my descent finished, I made my way back to my dorm room.
So... I'm not sure why, but this site uploaded my photos in the reverse order of which I wanted them. I guess I'm going to tell my little story in reverse as well.
The top photo is of a male Meadow Lark. I found him perched atop the gate to the Medora Riding Stables as I left the butte with I had just climbed. He was busily singing his song for the world to hear. I love the melodious song they sing and could listen to them for hours.
The next photo is of a bird that I have yet to identify. Yes, I know, it is quite shocking that I don't actually know what the bird is, but I'm new to this area and there are critters here that I've never seen before. In time, I will learn what they are and be able to identify them.
The third photo is a shot of the foundation horses from about halfway down the butte. I don't know how many horses the Theodore Roosevelt Medora Foundation owns, but I do know that those belong to the foundation.
The fourth photo is of a helicopter that buzzed overhead as I sauntered through the Prairie Dog town atop the butte.
The fifth is of a really upset Prairie Dog. He didn't seem to pleased with my presence and seemed even more upset by the fact that I was walking right in the middle of his town. The Prairie Dogs all scolded me loudly, bolting into their burrows the second I got too close to them.
Photo number six is of a young Mule Deer buck in velvet. I encountered this fine young gentleman as soon as I ascended to the top of the butte. Once, I got to the top, I saw a small clump of Cottonwood trees and headed directly for them to cool off in their shade. As soon as I entered the trees, I looked up, and there he was looking right at me.
Photo number seven is of Sheila (pronounced Shyla) Schafer's house and the Harold Schafer Center from atop the butte. Sheila is also referred to as the Queen of Medora as her late husband, Richard founded the Theodore Roosevelt Medora Foundation. She is due to return to Medora in a couple of weeks from her winter home in Bismarck. I just got done spraying her entire lawn for weeds yesterday.
And the last photo is a shot of the town, or at least as much as I could fit in my lens. I really should have brought my shorter stock lens with me as the landscape is just way too big to fit it all into my 75 x 300mm lens.
