#cheat river canyon

[vandaliatraveler]

I'm forever drawn to places where the Earth's geologic past has been thrust up from the mantle and opened like a crusty, craggy history book for all to read. The act of simply touching a rock formation that is hundreds of millions of years in the making and simultaneously connecting with the continent's primeval origins is both sacred and profound. Every layer of rock tells a story of its own. Against these accumulated histories, our mayfly existences barely register. Rock City at Coopers Rock State Forest is one of those very special places where the Earth has revealed her deepest secrets. The Pottsville Formation that underlies this part of Central Appalachia is estimated to be 300 hundred million years old. The massive slabs in the photos above are Connoquenessing sandstone, an erosion-resistant sedimentary rock that evokes the incredible drama of Earth's formation wherever it breaks through the crust.

[sasaranomiya]

Koukyuu no Karasu Volume 4 Chapter 1 - The Silkworm God (Part 1)

hey guys im back~~~ this chapter was supposed to come out way earlier but i got sidetracked

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The moon sank into the sea and became two gods:

One the god of shadow, one the god of light

Eight thousand nights they spent at the sea.

The first god secluding in the black palace

The second god cavorting in the palace of the moon

And thus, one became Kakurenomiya

And the other became Sasaranomiya

Another god became the port of Kakurenomiya

This was the Great Sea Turtle God

The god had sinned, and was thus rent into eight parts

The flowing water carried them away from the palace

Its head was Jie, its arms were Bahuang, its legs were Gulu

Its carapace became canyons, its blood transformed into rivers

Its eyes became swamps, its breath became a maelstrom that called the tide

Ears of rice ripened in its rotting flesh and degenerated into seeds

The mulberry tree grows, the silkworm grows, and mankind grows

Its bones were made one once again, and the white turtle god was formed

His name was Gou-no-Kami

This god calmed the violent seas to protect ships

The descendants of these gods began

The bloodline of the white king, the emperor—

――From a ritual song of wubangs

There were bundles of raw silk packed in a wooden box in front of Banka. The milk-colored raw silk, resembling morning mist, had a moist luster. Her father, Chouyou, had sent her some of the finest raw silk from Ga Province.

Ga Province’s raw silk was considered to be of the highest quality in the nation of Shou. The province’s sericulture industry began with the silkworms brought by the Saname clan when they migrated here from Kakami, and it had the reputation it developed today after Chouyou devoted himself to selectively breeding the silkworms. Banka had been taking care of the silkworms since childhood under his orders. Spring silkworms, summer silkworms, autumn silkworms, late-autumn silkworms…everyday, she picked mulberry leaves, fed them to the silkworms, cleaned, moved the place where they made their cocoons during their maturing period, sorted them based on their shells after they became cocoons, and repeated that year after year.

Banka liked listening to the sound of the silkworms eating mulberry leaves. When she sat in a corner of the cocoonery and listened closely to the sound of silkworms feasting on the leaves, she felt calm as if being enveloped in gentle rain. It was the sound of life itself.

That was why, when she watched the sorted cocoons being boiled in hot water and their threads taken out, she felt a cold shadow in her heart. The sound of boiling water was the sound of life being torn away. However, the threads spun in this way shined coldly and was above all beautiful.

Whenever the silk slid over her skin, there was always a blue-black chill, like a winter shade.

Banka picked up a bundle of raw silk from the box.

The bundle was tied with paper. Banka stuck her finger in there. Unscrupulous merchants would cheat the weight by rolling in lead or scrap iron into the bundles. Of course, there were no such tricks in packages from her father, but there were other tricks. Banka’s finger felt for the paper string pasted to the back of the paper. Unlike ordinary letters, letters he didn’t want other people seeing were always delivered in this way. She removed the paper string and opened it carefully. A short sentence written in her father’s handwriting was on the thin strip of paper.

“Don’t get involved with the Raven Consort.”

Banka’s breath caught.

Why?

Her father’s written orders never contained reasons. Banka simply obeyed his words. That was why she informed him about everything that happened in the inner palace, and let him know how the emperor looked whenever she was near him. She could do these things only because she thought it was for the best interests of her father, and by extension, the Saname clan.

That was why she wrote about Jusetsu’s secret in her letter. The fact that she hid the color of her hair.

She told him the secret of Jusetsu, who saved her life, who she even wanted to be friends with.

After much hesitation, she weighed Jusetsu and her father, and in the end, Banka chose her father.

She didn’t know why her father, who knew Jusetsu’s secret, ordered her “not to get involved with her.”

However, she didn’t need to be ordered to do that. She didn’t know what kind of face she should make when she saw Jusetsu from now on. They could no longer be friends.

Banka stroked the raw silk. It was cool, but she felt a heat that bounced off her hand as she stroked it. It was the heat of life. Of harvested life.

I’m sure I don’t hold a heat like this.

Banka recalled the sorting of cocoons. It was the work of sorting the good cocoons from the bad ones. Among the bad ones, there was the so-called dead cocoons. The moth had died inside the cocoon and it rotted. A rotten, mushy cocoon.

I’m the same as them.

Unbeknownst to anyone, I rotted on the inside, and now I’m dead on the inside…

“I heard that there’s a ghost in the cocoonery.”

Jiujiu didn’t talk about that rumor until nightfall. As the weather got cooler day by day, the sun set earlier. As usual, Yamei Palace was quietly plunged into darkness without any of the lanterns lit. The sound of insects could be heard in the distance. The only people in the room were Jusetsu and her attendant, Jiujiu. Even though Jusetsu told her it was fine, Jiujiu stayed up with her until late at night. This was because of the guests who visited the Raven Consort at night. They relied on the black-clad consort would accept any request from searching for lost items to curse killings, so the people of the inner palace hid away from prying eyes in the darkness of the night and came here.

“Where?” Jusetsu asked back at the unfamiliar words.

“The cocoonery. It’s the place where the silkworms are raised.”

“There was something like that in the inner palace?”

“Apparently, there is a mulberry grove north of Hakkaku Palace. It’s located there. It was also there during the previous dynasty and the reign of the emperor before the last. The previous emperor’s wife disliked silkworms, so the cocoonery was demolished, but His Majesty built a new one. You see, the Crane Consort’s family runs a thriving sericulture business.”

“Banka’s family…the Saname clan?”

“Yes. The cocoonery was built for the Crane Consort. Apparently, she also helped raise silkworms back home. It’s the palace ladies of the Hakkaku Palace who work in this cocoonery, though.”

This is where we come to the main topic, Jiujiu said.

“People are saying that it’s haunted.”

“Oh? Is it a silkworm ghost?”

“No, it’s the ghost of a palace lady.”

According to Jiujiu, this was the story.

During the previous dynasty, there was a palace lady who worked in the cocoonery. One time, she accidentally stepped on a silkworm and killed it. But she kept silent without confessing her crime. After all, she would be punished if she did. That night, however, she suddenly began to suffer in pain and started to vomit silk from her mouth. The raw silk kept coming out without ever ending. Her body wasted away as more silk came out. When one of the palace ladies hurriedly cut the silk with a pair of scissors, she collapsed and died. Her hair had become white like raw silk.

“It’s the silkworm’s curse,” Jiujiu said fearfully and pressed her hand to her cheek. Jusetsu tilted her head to the side.

“Then is that not a story about a palace lady who was cursed and killed? I don’t believe it has to do with the ghost.”

“That’s where the story begins, Niangniang. The ghost of the palace lady who died from this curse is said to haunt the cocoonery. It’s said that she would appear there from time to time and take care of the silkworms while mixed in with the other palace ladies. She blends into the group while no one is paying attention, and once someone realizes that she’s there, she disappears. They say that she also showed up during the reign of the emperor before the last. The cocoonery didn’t exist during the previous reign, so it seemed that she never appeared, but—”

“After the cocoonery was rebuilt, the ghost appeared again.”

“That’s right, Niangniang,” Jiujiu nodded deeply.

“She didn’t seem to have harmed or cursed the other palace ladies, but the Hakkaku Palace palace ladies are terrified.”

“Did you hear that from them?”

“No, from a palace lady at Enou Palace. I heard it when I went there to get scrap paper for Ishiha’s writing practice.”

Yamei Palace’s boy eunuch, Ishiha, was currently learning to read and write, and he needed all the paper that he could get. That was why they asked for scrap paper from many people.

Every palace had chatty palace ladies, and Jiujiu gathered gossip whenever she went on such errands. She got useful information, as well as trivial ghost stories.

“If it didn’t come from the people involved, then there is no way to know how true it is.”

“Shall I ask a palace lady from Hakkaku Palace, then?”

“You need not go that—” Jusetsu stopped and looked at the doors. Xingxing the golden bird was flapping its wings. They had a visitor.

“Niangniang,” the voice that came from the other side of the door belonged to her bodyguard eunuch, Onkei. “I’ve brought a palace lady who got lost in the woods.”

Yamei Palace was surrounded by a lush forest of laurels and rhododendrons. The forest, which was dim even during the day, was even darker at night when the moon was covered with clouds like today. One could lose their way if one wasn’t careful.

When the doors opened, Onkei brought with him a petite palace lady who had an anxious expression on her face. She knelt in front of Jusetsu and bowed. Onkei went back outside after saying, “Tan Kai will slack off immediately if you take your eyes off him.” Tan Kai was her other bodyguard eunuch. Contrary to the taciturn and austere Onkei, he was chatty and often lazy.

“Lady Raven Consort, I have come to ask you for a favor.”

After saying that, the palace lady prostrated herself in front of Jusetsu as kowtowing towards her. Her feeble voice sounded strained. She seemed to have an urgent request.

“I cannot hear you very well from there. Come here and sit down.”

Jusetsu pointed to the chair across from her. The palace lady stood up, looking somewhat puzzled, and hesitantly walked over.

“Your name?” Jusetsu asked bluntly.

“My family name is Nen, and my given name is Shuuji. I belong to Hakkaku Palace, but I mainly work in the cocoonery.”

Jusetsu met eyes with Jiujiu, who was standing next to her. She knew that even without going to Hakkaku Palace, if something really happened, someone would come here. But she never expected them to show up at such a convenient time.

“Is there a ghost haunting the cocoonery?”

“You knew about that, Lady Raven Consort?”

As expected of the Raven Consort, Shuuji said in awe, but Jusetsu corrected her. “No, I merely overheard the rumors.” It would be troublesome if people thought she could read minds.

“I heard that it’s the ghost of a palace lady.”

“Yes. Apparently, it’s the ghost of a palace lady who died from the silkworm’s curse in the previous dynasty.”

Shuuji’s story about the ghost was the same as the rumors Jusetsu heard from Jiujiu.

“Before I knew it, that ghost was in the cocoonery. When I was carrying the mulberry leaves and feeding the silkworms, I was so busy that I barely even glanced at all the palace ladies’ faces. Then, when I suddenly looked up, I saw an unfamiliar palace lady giving mulberry leaves to the silkworms. I cried out in surprise, and she suddenly disappeared. There are others who had seen her besides me.”

Shuuji said that since, the ghost had often appeared in the cocoonery.

“But if that was all, I wouldn’t have come here to consult you, Lady Raven Consort. Taking care of the silkworms is a busy job, so we honestly don’t have time to worry about one or two ghosts. She appears suddenly and disappears just as suddenly, and she’s harmless, so everyone soon got used to her. We were more focused on successfully raising the silkworms and making them into good cocoons.”

But then…Shuuji’s face clouded over.

“Someone has been harmed?”

Shuuji nodded. “Yes. But no one has been sick or injured. No, it’s more worrisome than that.”

With a pale face, she lowered her head.

“Worrisome?”

“Cocoons have gone missing.”

Jusetsu was somewhat disappointed. “That’s worrisome?”

“It’s very important to us. The silkworms raised in that house belong to the Crane Consort, and by extension, His Majesty. We must not let even a single one die in vain, much less letting them go missing.”

“How many are missing?”

“Two as of now.”

“How do you know that only a few have been lost? You must be raising a lot of silkworms in the cocoonery.”

“It would be almost impossible to tell when they are larvae, but when they are matured silkworms, that is, ready to make cocoons, they are moved to a cocoon-making area made of straw called the cocoon holders. We put one silkworm in there each morning, so we would know if the cocoons that have formed there are missing. The missing cocoons were the ones that had been completed and all that remained was to remove the fluff, but yesterday, when we suddenly took our eyes off them, they were gone…”

“Are you saying that’s the work of the ghost?”

“Of course, at first, we thought that maybe they had fallen out of the cocoon holders for some reason, so we searched not only the floor, but also the entire room. We even searched the palace ladies’ clothing. But we couldn’t find them. In the midst of all this, one palace lady mentioned something. She said that the ghost had appeared right before the cocoons went missing. She thought it was the aforementioned ghost, so she let her be, just like everyone else… I have never seen the ghost take a cocoon, but there is no other way. After we entered the house, no one left until the loss was discovered. Even so, the cocoons weren’t found in the room or the clothing. So it cannot be that one of us took them. In the first place, we are the ones who will be punished if a cocoon goes missing, so there is no way one of us would do something like that.”

“Indeed, your logic is sound,” Jusetsu nodded.

“Because the cocoons have yet to be collected, the cocoon numbers haven’t been reported to the Crane Consort yet. So, we all decided to claim that the cocoons died. …Um…”

Shuuji glanced at Jusetsu.

“I won’t tell the Crane Consort.”

After Jusetsu said that, Shuuji looked relieved and continued talking.

“However, if the ghost appears again and takes more cocoons…starting tomorrow, we will have to collect the finished cocoons. After collecting them and sorting them into good cocoons and bad, if some of the good ones disappear, it will all be over. They are counted, so we can’t cover it up.”

Punishment would then await them. That was why Shuuji called it worrisome.

“The ghost of a palace lady who died after being cursed by the silkworms is now taking their cocoons…” Jusetsu murmured.

“Even if you cover up the loss this time, it would difficult to do it again in the future.”

“Yes. In the Crane Consort’s cocoonery, we raise silkworms three times in spring, summer, and autumn. I feel my body wasting away when I think of the possibility of this happening again.”

Shuuji covered her face with her sleeve. Hmm, Jusetsu pondered.

“If it really is the work of ghosts, then we would be one step behind if we take our time investigating the ghost’s circumstances. For the time being, I can create a barrier in the cocoonery to prevent the ghost from appearing…”

“Can you really do that?” Shuuji raised her head.

“I cannot say anything unless I see the ghost.”

“Yes, by all means, please go ahead.”

Shuuji looked overjoyed enough to clasp Jusetsu’s hands, but her expression immediately darkened again.

“Lady Raven Consort, I have another problem.”

“What is it?”

“It’s the missing cocoons. If it’s true that they are completely gone, then it’s fine, but if the ghost took them somewhere else, that would be a problem.”

“Why?”

“The silkworms in that house are Ga Province silkworms. They are not local. In the event that those silkworms emerge and cross-breed with wild or domestic silkworms in this area, that will cause great problems. It will ruin their breed.”

“Ah…I see.”

Problems like that exist? She thought

“Then, do you want me to find the location of the cocoons?”

“The moths emerge from their cocoons after about ten days. We have to find them before that…”

Shuuji covered her face. She seemed overwhelmed by this sudden disaster.

“I think it would be a good idea to explain the situation to Banka—the Crane Consort. I don’t think she would give you a severe punishment.”

“…That may be true for the Crane Consort, but…” Shuuji trailed off and looked down. “Her father…”

“Banka’s father? The head of the Saname clan?”

“Yes…” Shuuji’s gaze wandered. “The Crane Consort’s father is very strict, and she cannot go against him. If he tells her to hand down a strict punishment, she will obey him.”

He’s the man who told Banka to choose between her own life or the life of her adopted sister.

The Saname clan was cursed by a god to have the youngest daughter of the clan head to die at fifteen. In order to circumvent that, a girl younger than Banka was adopted into the clan. Banka begged her father to save her sister, but he told her that she herself should choose to die instead if that was the case. As a result, the adopted daughter died, and Banka lived. Jusetsu wondered what kind of man Saname Chouyou was for forcing his daughter to make such a choice.

Shuuji covered her mouth with her sleeve.

“I’ve said too much. Please forget it.”

Jusetsu promised to go to the cocoonery tomorrow, and then Shuuji left.

“The Crane Consort seems to be an easygoing person, but her father is very strict. Even the palace ladies are afraid of him,” Jiujiu, who had been standing by in silence, opened her mouth like she couldn’t wait to speak. “The behavior of a consort will probably reflect the inclinations of her family to some extent…”

Jusetsu turned her face to the window. She couldn’t see Hakkaku Palace from here.

If Banka—Hakkaku Palace was at the will of Saname Chouyou, that was something to think about.

Koushun probably already knows about it.

The face of the inscrutable young emperor appeared in her mind. Neither his consorts nor their families were something for Jusetsu to worry about. From the start, the Raven Consort had nothing to do with the outside.

“…”

Jusetsu narrowed her eyes at the melting darkness of the night outside the window.

A lush green mulberry grove could be seen on the other side of Hakkaku Palace.

“Is that it?” Jusetsu muttered. “Yes, niangniang,” Onkei answered from behind her. He was accompanying her to the cocoonery this morning.

“The mulberry grove has been around since the previous dynasty, and it was still maintained even when there was no cocoonery.”

“Why are silkworms raised in the inner palace?”

“It’s more the imperial palace rather than the inner palace. There is also a cocoonery in the outer court. They say that breed improvement and research are being conducted there. Originally, raw silk for the emperor and imperial family were produced there.”

“So, the cocoonery in the inner palace is for the consorts?”

“Yes. I heard it used to be quite large.”

Since Onkei said that, Jusetsu imagined a small hut. However, the cocoonery that appeared before her was quite a respectable building. It certainly didn’t have the magnificence of a consort’s palace, but it had three buildings roofed with blue-glazed roof tiles, and it was encircled with mud roof walls. From the front building, they could hear the sounds and voices of the palace ladies busy at work, and in the back building, they could see eunuchs coming and going with bundles of firewood.

“The mulberry storehouse is in the back, and the cocoonery is in the front.”

Onkei explained. He was sent here as a spy on Ei Sei’s orders, so he knew most of the things here, which was helpful. He was a beautiful eunuch with cool eyes and a single scar running across his cheek. He was a skillful guard, but he was also a very capable servant, with his attention to small details, a shadow-like unassumingness in all things, and his efficiency in carrying out tasks.

Jusetsu headed for the building in front. Before she could climb the steps, the doors opened and a palace lady hurried out. It was Shuuji.

“My deepest apologies for not noticing your arrival, Lady Raven Consort. I was watching the outside, but I thought you were a eunuch…”

“That’s fine. It would be unfavorable to me if I were recognized from a distance.”

In order to not be recognized by Hakkaku Palace, Jusetsu came here dressed as a eunuch. It really was convenient. Although Jiujiu, who wanted to dress her up, complained about it.

Jusetsu peered into the cocoonery and saw that the palace ladies seemed to be collecting cocoons. When they heard that the Raven Consort was here, they stopped what they were doing, got onto their knees and bowed.

“Continue your work. Other people will suspect something.”

The palace ladies obediently returned to work. There were rows of shelves and long tables, and on top of the tables, there were bellows-shaped objects woven from straw. When she saw the cocoons hanging from them, she thought that they must be the tools called cocoon holders that Shuuji talked about last night. The palace ladies removed the cocoons and placed them on trays.

“Right now, we’re collecting cocoons. After this, we will remove the fluff stuck to them and separate them into good ones and bad ones. The difference is whether or not they are suitable for turning into thread or not. Double cocoons consisting of two silkworms becoming one cocoon, thin cocoons, cocoons with holes, cocoons with rotting dead moths inside, cocoons soiled with urine and other bodily fluids, cocoons with marks left from the holders…they will all be removed,” Shuuji explained. “Furthermore, the good cocoons are divided into those that will be used to make thread, and those that will be made to emerge to lay eggs. The thread will be offered to the Crane Consort, and after that, she will present them to His Majesty.”

“Once the good cocoons are selected, not a single one of them will be lost, right?”

Yes, Shuuji lowered her eyes. In other words, there could be no deferment. Jusetsu put her hand to her hair and realized that she didn’t have her usual flowers there. Even though she dressed as a eunuch often, she kept forgetting about it.

She held her hand out forward and gathered heat in her palm. A light crimson haze flickered, tangled, and intertwined. The haze transformed into petals, one by one, and formed a peony flower. Jusetsu blew on it.

The flower turned into smoke and scattered. It floated around, swimming between the palace ladies.

The pale red smoke gradually gathered in one place and began to take the form of a person. It was the figure of a woman. A simple hairpin was tucked into her chignon, and her pale, slender face had well-shaped eyebrows that looked as if they were drawn with a brush and thin-lidded eyes. The long robes that enveloped her thin body weren’t in the current fashion, but her modest yet elegant appearance gave her the look of a court servant.

Shuuji let out a small cry and covered her mouth with her sleeve.

“T-That’s the ghost of the palace lady I saw!”

The other palace ladies had also stopped what they were doing and stared wide-eyed at the ghost.

The ghost suddenly moved amidst those stares. She soundlessly went towards the door. Jusetsu leaned back halfway and made way for the ghost. The ghost disappeared as though sucked into the door.

She went outside.

“L-Lady Raven Consort—”

“We’re going after her,” Jusetsu interrupted Shuuji and called out to Onkei. He quickly opened the door.

When they went outside, they saw the ghost from behind about to leave through the gate. Jusetsu followed her. There were no sounds of foodsteps or rustling of clothes, but the ghost’s gait was similar to that of the living. What was different was that the hem of her robes didn’t flutter and her sleeves didn’t sway. If such ghosts were to simply stand still among the palace ladies, even the people next to them wouldn’t realize that they were ghosts. Among the many courtiers in the inner palace, there might be ghosts mingled in with them, pretending to be the living.

The ghost left the cocoonery and headed further north. That was the outskirts of the inner palace. It was a neglected area with unkempt, overgrown trees, and there was no one in sight.

Jusetsu, who had been chasing the ghost, came to a slightly open space and stopped. There was something like a small burial mound covered in dense moss and grass there. The ghost had stopped in front of it. The sun shined down on the mound, and the moss glistened faintly. As they watched, the ghost seemed to melt into the mound and disappeared.

What is this mound?

It couldn’t belong to the ghost. It was difficult to imagine that a mere palace lady’s burial mound would be located inside the inner palace.

“Whose mound is this?”

She turned back to Onkei, but even he had a rare unknowing look on his face.

“I shall look into it.”

“Please do so.”

After that brief exchange, Jusetsu looked around. The area was surrounded by trees. There were old trees with ivy entwined around them, young trees lush with leaves, and trees that had already rotted and fallen. It was quiet. Judging by the trampled undergrowth, it seemed that it wasn’t completely unvisited by people. Did they come here to visit the mound? After checking the surroundings, Jusetsu returned to the cocoonery.

Shuuji was standing alone in front of the room from earlier, looking like she had nothing to do. Apparently, the other palace ladies moved to another room to remove the fuzz from the cocoons.

Jusetsu told her about the ghost disappearing into the mound, but Shuuji didn’t know anything about the mound either. In fact, this was the first time she heard about it.

“The outskirts of the inner palace are frightening, and as a woman, I can’t go there unless I have serious business…”

That did seem to be true.

“It would be easy to keep that ghost out of the cocoonery, but…” Jusetsu cut herself off there and pondered for a bit. That wasn’t enough. The cocoons must be found.

“I ask for your assistance,” Shuuji bowed to her. Jusetsu wasn’t a god, so being begged like this made her extremely uncomfortable.

“…Very well. I’ll create a barrier for now. Then I’ll see what I can find out about the mound.”

She took out a spindle wound with thread from her breast pocket. She went out to the outer corridor and asked Onkei to hold the end of the thread, then ran it along the floor, making a circle around the cocoonery. Finally, the barrier was created once she tied the ends together. It was a spell she used many times before. It wasn’t the Raven Consort’s spell, but a sorcerer’s spell.

She had learned it from Reijou, the previous Raven Consort, but in the previous dynasty, when sorcerers were able to frequent the inner palace, this kind of work was probably their job. They must have been valued.

No, it probably went beyond that.

She recalled the words of Ui, the keeper of the treasure room.

It was for protection against Wulian Niangniang, just in case

He told me that he couldn’t feel safe without the power to fight back…

There was probably a good reason why sorcerers were so highly regarded during the previous dynasty.

“Avoid stepping on the thread as much as possible. Though, as long as it doesn’t break when you step on it, it doesn’t matter.”

After giving Shuuji those warnings, Jusetsu left the room. The palace ladies were waiting outside, and they all knelt upon seeing her. Jusetsu was perplexed.

“Thank you very much, Lady Raven Consort.”

“I didn’t do much. Don’t make it to be more than it is. You were the ones who said that it would be all of you in trouble if outsiders learn about it.”

Even so, the palace ladies didn’t rise until Jusetsu passed through the gate. It seemed that the palace ladies of Hakkaku Palace held the Raven Consort in particular reverence, especially after the incident in which she saved Banka. Despite the fact that she really hadn’t done much.

 “And there’s also the cocoons…”

After leaving the cocoonery, Jusetsu stopped once and looked back. The gentle green of the mulberry trees shone in the morning sun. Here and there, there were sections where branches had been cut, probably for feeding the silkworms.

I’m good at looking for lost items, but…

It was different when it came to cocoons. Because they had no owner. Tracing lost items from their owners wasn’t difficult. However, cocoons were…

“Onkei,” Jusetsu called out to him while still looking at the mulberry grove. “In addition to the mound, there is something I want you to investigate.”

Yes, came his short reply.

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[paperandpencilsandskips]

Tell us about the duck footed woman-!

Ok so this is the story

My great grandpa was a bit of a private man, so when he was to marry his wife, my great great grandma he kept it secret from the town, in the middle of southern Mexico so it was even more isolated from any place

He worked on fields surrounded by large canyons and rivers every night, these fields could stretch from large trees to this cliff face

And there's this saying that trees can and will move and change in order to make you loose your senses

So he kept to a specific path to town, so in this case he met a woman, a really pretty woman, much more pretty than what he probably assumed lived in town

And she was saying oh she's new to town and got lost, and kept talking as if trying to steer my great grandpa off the path, but he kept looking at his feet, answering the lady's questions til he went home, until she asked

"why don't you run away with me, marry me"

My great grandpa took a moment and was about to look at the lady but then he noticed that the woman had duck feet, not webbed human feet, not pale stained feet, like full on human sized yellow/orange duck feet webbed and with scales

Of course this is when my grandpa took off running to his house and kept quiet about it until he told my Tatamani (grandpa) and then he told my dad

There are other stories but this is like my own personal experience so she makes me like freak out because I've never heard anything like her so part of me wants it to be real?? But honestly I'm think someone made the story up to freak out their son in order to make them not cheat on their significant other?

[teribst]

Camping

Camping

A STORY BY

MIKE

It was 10 past 4 am when the lights from the truck turned up my drive. I’m KC and live in Cub River Canyon outside of Preston Idaho. I was cool, not cold but a jacket was welcome as I walked out of the door. The old 48 Ford Truck rolled to a stop.

Without a word Kim got out pulling her fully loaded backpack out of her truck with her as she walked to mine. Still saying nothing she put the backpack in the back of my truck then climbed up into the passenger seat, sat down and closed the door.

I flipped off the lights in my cabin and got in the truck driver side door and still without a word drove us down the dirt drive to the highway. We drove south then east going up and over the mountain until we dropped down into the Bair Lake Valley. It was just a little past sunup when I pulled us into the parking lot next to a ranger station.

I left a note with where we were going and how long we would be out stuck in the door. Kim already had her fully loaded backpack on and was walking away as I loaded up mine and started after the shapely 35yr old woman walking a few 100 yards ahead of me.

I’m 20 and between cycling and hiking in the mountains keep in fair shape, but I had to hustle to catch Kim who still had not said a word. Once I was 20 or so feet behind her I settled into her pace and tried as I might to not look quickly became mesmerized by the movement of her shapely ass and long legs.

~

As we walked we snacked, me on jerky, her on dried fruit. It was a 10 mile hike to our first overnight on our 5 day trip. If all went as planned we would reach the Twin Lakes primitive campgrounds by mid day the next day. The loosely curled red haired woman was still not saying anything. It was about noon when we stopped by a stream to refill our cantens and have a ready-made sandwich.

With our backpacks on the ground I sat leaning back on mine watching as she pulled off her button down long sleeved shirt and folded it. Now in a white spaghetti strapped crop top my eyes roamed over her full barless B Cup breasts. Her nipples had quickly grown hard as stone in the cool mountain breeze and she saw me looking. “God you're an ass.” 

“Ah she speaks. And it’s damn hard to not look. Sorry.” She smiled faintly, “And speaking of asses, where is yours?”

The look I got would melt rock “It would seem that even though we have been planning this trip for 4 months there was just too much work for him to get away right now.” She looked at me with a voice like ice went on, “He didn’t bother telling me this until about 9 o'clock last night. So fuck it I left him home.”

“Well that explains a lot.” I looked around and said, “We need to get moving.”

~

We made the campgrounds just before sunset. I finished setting up the lightweight two man tent just as she walked back into camp with some firewood. “Want to share tonight and wait till we get up the mountain to set you up as well?”

“That will work.” Kim set out a small fire, still not talking much.

I had brought a half pound of bacon and some eggs in a plastic bottle. I stuck my small frying pan on the folding fire grate and tossed in the bacon. “I think he is cheating. I have for a long time, but this kind of seals the deal for me.” I said nothing as I tossed some bread on the great just out of the fire “I think it’s his PA Jean.” I looked at her watching her breasts move on her chest as she stuck out her right leg and began unlacing her hiking boot. “I mean she is your age for christ sakes, and I have to say a very good looking woman.” She looked at me, catching me ogling her boobs as I turned the bacon and asked. “Why is it you never moved on her?”

I put the bacon on a paper plate “Not my type?” Having dumped most of the bacon grease into the fire I poured the scrambled eggs into the pan. “Way too much maintenance in that woman for me to be even remotely interested.” The eggs cooked quickly and I put some toasted bread on a plate with them and the bacon and handed it to Kim. “I don’t know, I guess the signs are there, but he is a dumb ass to be fucking around on ya.” I started eating the eggs out of the pan “Just seems like such a waist to toss away all those years.”

She grew quiet as we sat in the fire light. We were both tired from the day's long hike “If you want to go in and get in your sleeping bag, I’ll bank the fire. Just give me a call when I can come in.”

A few minutes later the small battery powered lamp went off. “OK.”

~

We both knew the work of the next morning hike would be well worth it and we were packed up a little before daylight. As soon as we felt we could see to move up the trail without hurting ourselves we were moving. It was a perfect day and from our elevation when the trail moved to the side of the mountain you could see for hundreds of miles.

As I went about setting up both tents Kim again went through the wood dragging back firewood. The spot we picked to camp was on a small plato about 4 feet above the lake and right on the shore, it was beautiful. Our little hikers camp was all set up in an hour or so and I made each of us a peanut butter and jelly sandwich with a small bag of chips. We each had carried in enough MREs (meals ready to eat) to feed us for the 5 days we were going to be there plus I knew we would be eating a lot of lake trout.

I looked at her. She had that curly hair pulled up into a crunchy but it stuck out wildly, her eyes were as blue as the water in the lake, her nipples were hard as stone and I smiled “God your beautiful.”

She blushed.

~

Kim looked at the water “I know that shit had ice on it a month ago but I’m sticky hot.” She looked at me as she started walking to the lakeside. “Look it’s just me and you,” Her top went over her head “And we have both seen each other nude before.” Her shorts fell around her now barefeet. “So lets just relax and enjoy it.”

I could not have looked away if I tried, and I didn’t. I already knew that with her hair her nipples were a light pink and I was sure that her bush, if she had one, would be red as her hair, but I was not ready for the complete and total beauty of the now nude woman. I called out, “Well that was 10 years ago and then it was only because we had to take that cold shower in the water from the windmill feeding the watering trough behind Uncle Bills.”

We spent the rest of the afternoon just making our small camp more comfortable, not saying much until she pulled out an area map. We sat sipping instant coffee as we plotted out a hike for the next day. Kim grew quiet as she folded up the map, she looked at me and smiled “I guess you were right, something really did change in 10 years.”

Now I laughed “I told you they had.”

By the time we ate our dinner we were just sitting in the light of the fire she asked, “Why do I or have I never seen you with a girl?...Honey, are you gay?”

I burned myself on my coffee “No!” I laughed “I’m in no way gay. I have dated.” I looked across the fire at her “I sometimes tend to scare a girl away,” I kind of looked down at myself as I went on “and for the most part the ones that were interested only wanted one thing.”

“Oh poor you!” She laughed “Not one girl though?”

I looked at her. “Yes there is one. I’m not sure if she knows it. Too bad though she is married and I’m not a homewrecker.” I shook my head “So I have never pushed it.” I sat up some “If I make the commitment of telling the woman how I feel about her I would want the same from her.” I looked at her right in those beautiful eyes saying “And she is simply perfect.” I stood up “I’m going to turn in, it’s your turn to bank the fire.” 

~

I don’t know how long I had been sleeping or if I was only dozing when the zipper on the tent door went up. There was movement in the dark and Kim's sleeping bag came down next to mine. “I keep hearin shit out there.” The zipper on my sleeping bag went down, the bag pulled open. Kim came next to me covering us with her open bag. She kissed the back of my neck spooning up to me.” We will talk in the morning.``

~

I was still dark out but morning came early for me. Kim was half on me as I lay on my back, her hair all in my face, and I was hard as stone. She must have felt my breathing change. “Do I need to move?” She asked softly.

I put my arm around her back pulling her tightly to me. “Not unless you want to.”

“I didn’t sleep much. I’m sorry if I woke you.”

“You didn’t. What's keeping you awake?” I loved the feel of her soft skin as I let my hand move over her back.

Her hand was resting over my belly button and now it moved on my tummy “I was thinking about how you wanted a forever relationship with the mystery woman.” Her head moved as she looked into my face in the growing light “Tell me about her. I mean what makes you feel that, um, it is love.”

“Well she is kind and considerate of others. She is smart and funny and seems to enjoy doing the same things I do. She is open and honest, God Kim I don’t know. She is hands down the most beautiful woman I have ever known.” 

She moved up on her elbow, her breasts rubbing on my chest “And you love her?”

“With all of my heart.”

She chuckled, “She is a lucky woman...and I gotta go pee.”

~

Over the next couple of days we walked, we talked and at night we held each other. It was our last night and she was warm in my arms “Why have you not tried to make love to me. I mean you know you could.”

I kissed her tenderly, “Yes but I also know I can’t.” I sat up “for a couple of reasons. I told you I’m not a home wrecker.” I shrugged in the lamp light “I don’t know if you and the asshat will work it out or not, but if its what you want then I don’t want to fuck that up for you.” I felt myself flush “And I’m leaving. I have been offered a photographer's position at an outfit called It’s A Gas. I have sold well traded really my place here to an older couple that for some dumb reason want to retire up here in this cold ass place.”

Kim burst into tears…”HOW!” she slapped me hard… “How the fuck could you!” She was up and out of the tent walking off to set by the banked but still smoldering fire. I could see in the dim light of the fire her shoulders moving as she sobbed. It was a while before she came back into the tent and when she did she made sure to not touch me.

~

ahead of me she was but when I got to the overnight stop she was not there. The trail down here was wide and with a good flashlight pretty manageable. She had walked on well into the night..I was worn right out with worry and had to stop. An hour later I was walking again when I found her sitting on a rock with her right boot off.

She looked at me “I think I fucking broke it stumbling over the tree rute.”

I had a 4 inch wide 6 foot long nylon strap in my bag. I used it to haul wood to the camps or tie stuff down in the wind. I didn’t say anything as I took the stuff out of my back pack, stuffing it in hers then hid it in some bushes. I’d come back for it later. I took out my knife and with some careful cutting and tying I rigged up a sort of bosun's chair. I turned to her “Alright I’m going to slip this up your legs. Lift your right foot first.”

She cried out “Aaafuck!” As I slipped the harness up between her legs pushing it tightly into her crotch. I turned, slipping the backpack shoulder straps on and hooking the buckle in the front. I pulled Kim tightly to my back making her moan in pain as I josseld her around getting her set right.

“Alright Kim, lean forward with me.” She did as I had ask so her weight was on my legs and I stood with the 110* the woman that was now sort of riding me piggy back. By this time the sky was changing colors as daylight started creeping in. We took off. To my guess we were still about 6 miles to the truck, so I went at an easy pace both so I didn’t tire out too quickly and so her badly swollen ankle didn’t hurt from something I was doing.

“I’m sorry I slapped you.”

“It’s ok.”

“You broke my heart. You ass how could you do that?”

 Her hands went around my neck as she pretended to choke me and I smiled “I’m your way out of here so you better be nice.” 

She chuckled fuck I don’t know what hurst worse my ankle or my heart. The aspirin has helped though...When your grandmother brought you to me I had no idea that as you grew and turned into a young man I would ever feel like this. I guess I have known since you were in highschool you were in love with me. But I was married and, fuck what a mess.”

I said nothing trying to keep my breath as we walked. “Texas? Why the fuck Texas?”

“Winters are warm.” By this time I could see the roof of the ranger station below us “Do you want me to set you down and go get the ranger?”

Her arms went tight around me “No! I don’t want you to leave me.”

~

It was 4 days later when my cell buzzed. It was a text from Kim “We were right, he moved out with his girlfriend.”

“I’m sorry for you hun.”

 “When are you leaving?”

“Yesterday.”

“And you didn’t even think enough of me to say goodby…”

“Because my heart is broken. Because I love you too much to stay hurt every time I look into those beautiful blue eyes. I knew when we left the lake that if I couldn’t have you, I couldn’t be around you.”

There was no response for a few minutes and I thought it was over. “So are you telling me I’m the woman you were talking about at the lake. So you are for sure telling me you love me?”

“Yes.”

~

The old house on my new 40 acre place was not run down but it had been poorly kept. But I knew that going in. I had been there about a month, most of the repairs I could do were done and I’d highered a contractor to do what I couldn’t. The new job was perfect, the money was really, really good  and except for my heart still being in Idaho all was well.

I was sitting in my favorite BBQ place at about 6pm on a Friday. I had just eaten and was about to make the hour drive home when my cell buzzed. I smiled. It was Kim.

“I’m sending you something and need your new address.”

“What, no hello or anything? FM1331 PO Box 620.”

There was no response. Nothing. “Well what else is new? I asked myself “She hasn’t answered any of your calls or texts.” I shook my head “Well you're the one that left her you dumb ass.”

~

I had done a photoshoot in Brian College Station and had gone home from there. It was a little past 3pm when I turned off 1331 and went across the cattle guard to make the 1⁄4 mile drive back to the house. The farmer on the place next to mine waved me over so I turned driving across the pasture to the fence line. I parked kicking open the truck door and we talked a bit about an old bull he had. He said it was pestering his cows, something fierce and wanted to know if he paid me $100 a month if he could pasture it on my place. I had told him sure when he pointed back to my house “Sure is a pretty new truck you got yourself.”

I frowned “I didn’t get a new truck. I guess I better go see who the house other than the painter is at my house.” I closed the door “Just bring the bull over whenever you're ready.” And I drove back over to the driveway.

I turned and parked next to the new F350 looking at the house as I got out, “Hay cowboy!” I turned to see Kim sitting in an old swing hung in an old Texas Oak Tree on the back side of the garage. Then she was coming towards me, not quite a run, almost knocking me over as she leaped up into my arms, her long shapely legs wrapping around my waist as my hands went to her ass to hold her weight. Her lips found mine and it was the deepest wettest kiss I’d ever kissed. When she pulled back she kept her legs around me looking into my eyes. “I love you MR.” She giggled like a little girl “I told you I had something to send you. I sent me to you!”

I turned her, holding her up with one hand while I dropped the truck's tailgate and sat her ass on it. “I didn’t think I didn’t know..Shit Kim!” I kissed her with all of the feeling in my body! “God woman I love you so much!” The only thing that saved her was that there were 6 painters working around the outside of the house and 2 more inside. I looked around as I took her hand. “Are you sure?”

“Oh yes my love. Very sure.”

~ 

It was a couple of hours before the workers left and in that time I showed her around the place. Once done looking at the house I put a couple of stakes out on the BBQ for us.

We talked about a 1000 things as we sat with each other when finally she looked at me shaking her head “God I’m going crazy! Why have you not taken me someplace and fucked the living shit out of me!”

I scooped her up in my arms “Because it’s going to be you fucking me.”

We undressed each other, touching and kissing everywhere. When she moved to the bed her eyes went to my now fully erect 10 inch wrist sized pole. “I have never had anything that big.”

I moved onto my back “That’s why you're doing all the work. Take it at your own pace. If we are slow and easy I think you will like it.”

And we were. I had some KY Jelly and we made sure Kim was really slippery. She moaned softly as the tip slipped in slowly opening her. “Oh shit it is like a fucking pole!” She was trembling in my hands as I rested them on her hips. Up down, up down slowly ever so slowly “OOH Aaaaaaaa!” She flooded us as she came, up and down deeper and deeper “OHHHssiihhungaaaa!” She came again, her head dropping down to her chest as she shook all over in climax “Oh god oh yes push up for me, oh babe” I did gently “Oh I’m, oh so, so full AAAa huh huh aaaaa!” She let her weight come down on me cumming hard as she took the rest of me deep in her belly. “Oh fuck, fuck ok, oh don’t OH Shit! Aung Aaaa!” She came again this time shuddering on me like a jackhammer.

“Kim!”

“Oh shit yes babe!” Breathing through her nose her lips found mine as I emptied myself, sending rope after white hot rope of my seed deeper into her belly than any one or thing had ever been before. “Oh fuck yes I feel it! Oh god babe, it's so hot in me, so wet!”

Kim just relaxed on me, her head on my chest as I slowly shrunk slipping out. Her lips found mine. Then she rose up smiling, “Well I hope you're happy.”

I frowned a little looking up at her as she went on “You have ruined me to anything smaller than that pole you call a dick so I guess you're stuck with me now.”

~

When my mom was killed in that car wreck all those years ago no one ever guessed my life would turn out like this. Now here we are 5 years later and I’m sitting on the front porch with my beautiful wife and the mother of my 3 kids watching them play in the yard. Kim kissed my neck then bit my ear. “I thank my lucky stars that when your mom and I were little and best friends we pinky swore if something happened to one or the other of us we would take care of the others young one.”

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Taking Off with Zeal: Flying High and Stylish in the Colorado Backcountry ⛰️

Chris Morgan - August 2023

When: This Summer Where: Somewhere in the mountains of the western US

Laurie and I couldn’t see the landing strip as we committed to flying up the canyon leading towards the distant wilderness peaks. The forested hills gradually squeezed in on us as a wild river tumbled through the forest below our small airplane. We knew where the grass strip should be located, but the dense fir trees obscured any chance of a view. We were both a bit anxious since this was our first short field landing at a real backcountry airstrip.

A few minutes later we overflew the grassy meadow with the ends of the airstrip protruding outwards between gaps in the trees. The approach end nearly touched the winding river. We knew the airstrip was short, but it looked even shorter than we had imagined it to be. After confirming the wind direction I banked the airplane as close as I could to the mountainside and flew away from the meadow to set up for a turn to my final approach. Laurie, nervous about the trees just fifty feet off her wing, distracted herself by trying to shoot a video with her iPhone. The screen of the iPhone lent a distance to the reality that she was flying in the mountains in an underpowered airplane built when she was in elementary school. Another tight turn and we made our way back upriver. Our dog Zoe yawned and sat up from her nap in the backseat. She leisurely peered out the side window.

I did the final landing checks: Flaps - 40 degrees. Propeller - Full Forward. Mixture - Full Rich. We crossed the river one more time and gently descended through the gap in the towering trees. A slight turn to the right and we were lined up for landing. Seconds later the large tundra tires absorbed the soft impact. The tailwheel settled onto the grass and we quickly came to stop between another parked airplane and an ancient barn. We were both happy to be on the ground at a place that is only accessible by airplane or by a long hike up and into the valley.

I turned to Laurie and we smiled at one another. I gave my standard post-landing assessment, “It looks like we cheated death yet again.” She smiled at me knowing the truth is that I try to be as safe as possible. While flying in the mountains is inherently not the safest option, there are many ways to minimize the dangers and ensure we make it back home with wonderful memories.

Aviation had been a big part of my life, but when my career as a military pilot ended, so did my desire to fly. Having to pay to fly for fun didn’t appeal to me, so I turned the page and moved on to other pursuits. Strangely, it ended up being my wife who convinced me to get an airplane.

Fast forward one decade after my retirement from the Air Force. We had finished a wonderful weeklong fishing adventure in the Alaskan bush. As we flew towards Anchorage in the back of a vintage bush plane, Laurie turned to me and told me we should get an airplane. Not just any airplane, but one we can fly into the backcountry. She thought that sounded like a grand adventure for this phase of our lives.

First, I was shocked. Over the years she had shown no real interest in aviation other than wanting me to always return home safe. It was a quality I loved about her — she loved me despite me being a fighter pilot, not because of it. Second, I told her all the reasons that owning an airplane wasn’t a good idea; time, cost, maintenance, etc. From an empirical viewpoint it just didn’t make sense. She smiled and told me I’d come around.

It took me a whole year of pondering, but eventually I did come around. I did already have my commercial license, so all I really needed was to get my currency back - not really thinking that it had been thirty years since I had last flown anything that didn’t have an afterburner, carried missiles, and flew supersonic.

Eventually, we became the owners of a 1974 taildragger airplane with big tires, a strong engine, and room for our dog and plenty of adventure gear. The learning curve was steep and there was a lot to learn, but it didn’t take long before I was safely (but maybe not beautifully) landing on short gravel strips.

Summer is the time to get out and explore in the airplane. It’s a wonderful way to get to remote areas of this beautiful country, but the best part has been all the amazing, outgoing people we have met along the way. The flying is fun, but it really is the flying community that makes the trips so special.

Our Zeal Optics aviator sunglasses fit perfectly under our noise cancelling headsets, and the progressive prescriptions work flawlessly so we can spot other aircraft a few miles away and quickly glance inside and accurately read the cockpit instruments.

The copper Ellume Polarized lens has been our favorite for years, and it is our favorite in our aviator style sunglasses, too. Laurie’s choice is the Skyway and mine is the Hawker.

Here in the United States, we are blessed with a supportive aviation community, a vast network of airports, and a plethora of backcountry airstrips. We look forward to continuing our explorations, as well as supporting the organizations and nonprofits that are so critical in keeping civil aviation and backcountry flying alive and well.

We hope to see you out there recreating in the mountains whether it’s on the trail, at the climbing crag, on the snow, or on a grass airstrip in the middle of nowhere. Explore More!

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A huge thank you to Chris and Laurie for the adventure packed story! Learn more about our Metals Collection and the meaning behind them via the link below.

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Deschutes River Canyon (1/3)

A few weeks ago, back before all of our recent travel and right after the end of the school year, Lindsey and I backpacked the Deschutes River Canyon from Mack's Canyon to the confluence with the Columbia.

My obsession with this area started during COVID, when I took a solo trip there during spring break in 2021, because I was overwhelmed by work and stress and work-related stress and thought that maybe going on a backpacking trip earlier in the year than usual might help. It did, and so I came back in the spring of '22. Where my '21 trip was, by necessity, an out-and-back hike of part of the canyon, with Lindsey's help I was able to set up a shuttle in '22 and hike the full canyon from one end to the other. I had so much fun the second time that I started thinking of the trip as a new spring tradition of sorts.

Unfortunately, I was so buried by work this past spring break that I couldn't make the third annual iteration of the trip happen. Arguably, I needed the break this year more than in previous years for a variety of factors that probably deserve their own story, and I was heartbroken to have to "miss" the trip…but only until June, as it turned out.

Usually, the canyon heats up so much by June that while it's not unhikeable, it would be distinctly uncomfortable and possibly even dangerous to hike it. Also usually, by June I'm typically aiming for higher elevation alpine backpacking destinations that have a higher "payoff" (however you want to parse that word) for the effort than the Deschutes Canyon.

However, in one of those situations that was likely just random chance but felt like evidence of providence, the three days immediately following the end of the academic year this year were forecast to have atypically low temperatures. Simultaneously, because of the exceptionally high snowfall in the mountains this winter and spring, many of the high routes that are usually "in" in mid-June were still a month or so away from melting out. So, Lindsey and I booked a shuttle, packed our bags, and headed to the Mack's Canyon trailhead the Monday after Saturday's graduation. For "fun," we both decided to hike with completely new bags: by and large, this worked out fine, although I found my REI Flash 55 bag to be a bit less comfortable when fully weighted than my usual Exos 58.

It's a five-hour drive from our house to the trailhead, but a lot of it is through really beautiful Central Oregon country, culminating in a drive along the Deschutes that wedges you between the river and insane columnar basalt pillars for a few miles before dead-ending at Mack's Canyon. There are a lot of paid campgrounds along this stretch of road, too, that would be fantastic stops if I ever manage to take a break from backpacking and car camp instead, but I digress…

Because of the long drive, we didn't plan on making great mileage the first day, but nonetheless ended up covering about eight miles from the trailhead to Lockit Camp, coincidentally the exact same camp spot that I stopped at on my first night of the trip last year. One of the fun parts of this trip is just the sheer number of potential along-the-river campsites that are available to choose from, so repeating myself felt like a little bit of a cheat, but Lockit is definitely the best campsite within a half-day's walk of the Mack's Canyon start point.

The entire Deschutes Canyon hike is roughly twenty-five miles of walking along an old railroad bed (check out the history of "The Deschutes Railroad War" if you're interested, it's wild, and at one point we found the remains of a century-old boiler from an old train), which means that there's very little in terms of difficult topography or elevation gain/loss.

That said, the first three miles or so heading north from Mack's Canyon is the toughest part of the whole trip in this regard. The culprits are a series of canyons that used to be spanned by railroad bridges almost a century ago, but now are…not. Which means you have to scramble down into the canyons, pick your way across them, and then scale the canyon wall on the other side to regain the road bed. I'm selling this as if it's incredibly difficult, and it's not. But it's also not easy.

Fortunately, we didn't have much trouble negotiating these spans, and the rest of the day was spent ambling along the road bed until we ended up at Lockit Camp and bedded down for the night.

It's always hard for me to explain why I find this particular trail so beautiful. It's not as immediately striking as many of the alpine locations I've hiked in, and it also more dry than wet, more brown and yellow than green. Maybe you have to live in central/southern Oregon for it to make sense. I think it has something to do with the contrast between the dry, rocky canyon and the huge, blue river hammering its way through the middle of it all; hopefully some of these photos help illustrate what I can't explain in words. More later about the second and third days of the trip!

[thegeminisage]

ok, i decided to bank on the main quest sending me up to the highlands eventually. i'm here on the road so like...let's fuckin do it

that being said, i don't have any sun food...lemme see if i have anything i can cook first lol

wow my meals are full <3 so i ate a speed up thingy and made one (1) space for a chillshroom thing. good thing i have plenty of portable pots.......

oh wow. i really did start swaying with heat exhaustion the second i stepped into the canyon. damn.

man i love this already. the shade and caves makes it better but i bet at night we swing the other way. it's ncie because i don't have sand killing my movement speed yet lol

yoooo there's a guy trapped in here! i'll rescue you bud

oh this is one of the people who went missing i think!

yo my man addison is out here even...also swaying in the heat lol. i hope he gives me useful food 😭

ooh he did

omg no way there are real tumbleweeds rolling around lol

i found FAIRIES!!! in this well. but theyre all flying so high it's hard to catch them...i got 2 at least :/

aaand i pop out into the cold. at least i have armor for this, tho i'm sad to take off my oot gear

DAMN i forgot to get extra fans and there's a korok here who needs transport!!!! sometimes the game provides you with that sort of thing but Not Here. This Is The Desert

spend zonaite, or leave the korok behind...?

option 3! just carry him! there was a place with like stairsteps that it was possible to climb. thank fuck.

YOOOO ITS FAROSH...I DONT HAVE ANY FAROSH PARTS YET.......girl come down here 😭

i'm not gonna spend zonaite. not even for this. it's for the battery.

besides, the reason i don't have any farosh parts yet is bc i don't have the entire rubber armor set...she would chew me up and spit me out

well, i found a falling block to use recall on and got close enough to get a scale :/ i really need a claw but i'll take it

oh wow. the road really did become a river. wtf...

aaand it's hot again!! damn.

this fucking shrine quest with the laser and the crystal...i just wanted a fast travel point!!

oh i found another guy! worth it then

"i could kiss ya right now" 🏳‍🌈

aaah and the music comes in...nothing like the OG gerudo valley but still nice to hear

there's a fan and a control stick here...not enough for a bike BUT enough to build a little raft <3

passing up a couple of caves :/ because i wanna get to the mouth of the river before i abandon my boat. i'll go back for them soon but it's Bothering me

found it!

oh shit i went up the waterfall to look better and when i came down i saw a yiga statue.........it's almost time for them ig

peeked on the map (sorry) and there's a hideout here but i can't find it. i wonder if the story will send me back here...

ok BACK 2 thecave i missed

SICK?? theres a sand waterfall in here

aw i found the last guy! very good. i'm not going back rn tho. it took too long to get here!! i think my lookout tower is close and then i can go anywhere i want

god i really do love that you can just vaporize ice enemies with fire fruit. i have like 200 of them i love when things are easy

awww a cherry tree out here...very good <3 i did finally look those up and while they are handy, they become kind of useless if you're cheating with an interactive map lol

unlocked the map...........only one tower left to go

I Can See The Last Geoglyph From Here. i gotta calm down lol

I SEE FAROSH!!!!!! girl i gotta have that claw. girl. girl. girl

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Damp, cool, and overcast are the prevailing themes of this year's fall season. But even on the darkest of days, nature's inner light cannot be denied. On days like this, as a photographer, I get the benefit of longer exposure shots, which make the colors of the fall forest all the more vivid, expressive, and moody. My early morning hike in Cheat River Canyon reminded me how mist, carotenoids, sandstone, and moss can cast a magical spell that brings joy even on the darkest days.

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💾 ►►► DOWNLOAD FILE 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 The Cheat River is a mile-long tributary of the Monongahela River in eastern West Virginia and southwestern Pennsylvania in the United States. Via the Ohio River, the Cheat and Monongahela are part of the Mississippi River watershed. The magnificent Cheat River flows from five major tributaries, known as the “Forks of the Cheat”, which originate in the rugged Monongahela National Forest. Located in Albright, in North Central West Virginia, the Cheat Canyon section of the Cheat River is West Virginia's premier springtime Class V whitewater run. The Cheat River is amazing! This river canyon is full of great rapids and we loved the guides on our trip. I can't stress how important it is to go with. The Cheat River in West Virginia is again a haven for whitewater rafting and smallmouth bass fishing after years of Clean Water Act funding. The Shavers Fork is acknowledged as the starting point of the Cheat River and emanates from the crest of Cheat Mountain at 4, ft, making it the highest river in the Eastern US. From Parsons, the scenic Cheat flows nearly 78 miles past the historic river towns of St. The Cheat River flows north throughout its entire length. The complete watershed spans an impressive square miles, and the river is one of the longest un-dammed waterways in the eastern United States. It does not appear that there were significant permanent native american villages in the Cheat River drainage, this is probably due to the steepness of the terrain and the harshness of winters. European settlers and trappers roamed the basin starting in The famous cornerstone, The Fairfax Stone, was placed in indicating the divide between the headwaters of the Potomac River and the Cheat River. The Dunkards, a religious sect, were the first Europeans to settle on the Cheat River, in , they established a village where present day Camp Dawson is located near Kingwood, WV. This combination of resources led to the creation of some of the earliest iron industry in the US contributing greatly to the armaments of the war of , cannonballs made along the Cheat River were used in the Battle of New Orleans. The iron industry along the lower reach of the river supported roughly 3, settlers, with the epicenter being at Cheat Neck, the site of current day Cheat Lake, a few miles above the confluence with the Monongahela. The Cheat River watershed is considered a biodiversity hotspot, a portion of it became a West Virginia Natural Area in In fact, land use within the watershed is dominated by forest, at a stunning More than ten endangered, threatened, or globally rare species occur in the Canyon, including the flat-spired three-toothed land snail, which exists nowhere else on earth. The other rare fauna that are hiding out in the hollers include Cheat Mountain salamander, Indiana bat, and the West Virginian northern flying squirrel. The Cheat River above Pringle Run Narrows takeout is an active fishery, boasting a lively small mouth bass population in addition to catfish and rainbow trout. Several Cheat River tributaries maintain native brook trout populations. The size of the watershed and lack of dams has made the Cheat River famous in whitewater circles because of the highly variable flows. One day the flow may be less than cfs, and the next day it will bee 10, cfs. To place in context, rafting river levels are between 1. Here are the top 3 Cheat River Historic Crests. The flood of , known as the Election Day flood, decimated the lower Cheat Valley. The first known descent of the Cheat River by a whitewater enthusiast happened in when John Berry, led a group that took 2 days to descend what we now call the Cheat Canyon. The whitewater rafting industry on the East Coast started on the Youghiogheny River, one drainage to the north in , shortly thereafter in , the Cheat River rafting industry began. The Cheat rafting industry went from nothing to 40, rafters in just 10 years, all of this activity took place during the 8 weeks of April and May. This breathed some serious life back into the Appalachian back water of Albright, WV pop. The Cheat River is best known for rowdy spring rafting on the Cheat Canyon when flows are highly variable due to spring rains. The variable flows mean that a smaller raft may be used to accomodate lower flows, yet still provide a big water feel and an amzing day in a wildreness canyon. Check out Cheat Canyon rafting trips. The amazing whitewater playground that is created by more than miles of whitewater in the Cheat River drainage became a magnet for diehard paddlers and innovaters in the whitewater sport. Along the banks of the Cheat the following companies have impacted the sport world wide:. More than miles of steep and small creeks that are boatable by experienced kayakers exist above the main stem of the Cheat. Do not be alarmed if you are driving around this beautiful country and what casually resembles a pool toy goes launching off a 15 foot water fall. Below are the primary and accessible to the public sections of whitewater that make up the main stem of the Cheat:. The watershed is still very sparsely populated due to the rugged character of the mountains that the river carves through. The cutting of the river has established very steep walls pretty much down to the rivers edge. The flood of also contributed greatly to the decline of these towns when homes were destroyed in the river corridor. In the late s, whitewater paddlers on the Cheat River noticed the water quality degrading. Acid mine drainage AMD was discharging from abandoned mine lands and active coal mines into the river. AMD occurs when water, oxygen, and bacteria come into contact with pyrite, a mineral that is often associated with the Upper Freeport coal seam. Every year, more rocks in the river were stained bright orange. Right now over miles of streams in Appalachia are polluted by AMD from abandoned mine lands. In the spring of , polluted water from an illegally-sealed major underground coal mine blew out the hillside and poured into Muddy Creek. The huge release of mine water entered the main stem of the Cheat River just upstream of the Cheat Canyon. The the river ran orange for miles. The resulting discharge impacted not only the Cheat Canyon, but also lowered the pH in Cheat Lake to 4. A second blowout in further made the problem worse. American Rivers, Inc. The mine blowouts forced the issue into the public eye. Concerned citizens and stakeholders organized Friends of the Cheat FOC to begin to address the problems resulting from over a century of coal mining. By , signatories included more state and federal agencies, academia, conservation groups, and local governments. Meeting quarterly and chaired by Friends of the Cheat, the ROP task force coordinates and initiates projects throughout the watershed. Millions of dollars in projects have been implemented since , including water monitoring programs, water quality assessments, and reclamation projects. Now the Cheat is off the list of endangered rivers, whitewater rafting trips are running, and fish are making a comeback. Stoneflies are a species of insect that indicates a healthy marine ecosystem. The festival takes place the first weekend of May, come show your love for the Cheat! You can donate to Friends of the Cheat. Come on out in the spring to experience this amazing corner of the world and to witness the resilience of nature up close and personal. Throughout the summer, following rain events, we sometimes are fortunate enough to be able to operate improptu raft trips to take advantage of river levels, join our Adventurers Club to be in the know. Cheat River History — Then and Now. Here are the top 3 Cheat River Historic Crests 1 Towns of the Cheat River The watershed is still very sparsely populated due to the rugged character of the mountains that the river carves through. Parsons, WV population located at the confluence of the Forks of the Cheat Rowlesburg, WV population a former railroad town and site of a Civil War skirmish Albright, WV population epicenter of the whitewater community in the valley Point Marion, PA population located at the confluence with the Monongahela Coal Mining Legacy of Appalachia In the late s, whitewater paddlers on the Cheat River noticed the water quality degrading. Now- Tags: cheat river , environment , west virginia , whitewater rafting.

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💾 ►►► DOWNLOAD FILE 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 The Cheat River is a mile-long tributary of the Monongahela River in eastern West Virginia and southwestern Pennsylvania in the United States. Via the Ohio River, the Cheat and Monongahela are part of the Mississippi River watershed. The magnificent Cheat River flows from five major tributaries, known as the “Forks of the Cheat”, which originate in the rugged Monongahela National Forest. Located in Albright, in North Central West Virginia, the Cheat Canyon section of the Cheat River is West Virginia's premier springtime Class V whitewater run. The Cheat River is amazing! This river canyon is full of great rapids and we loved the guides on our trip. I can't stress how important it is to go with. The Cheat River in West Virginia is again a haven for whitewater rafting and smallmouth bass fishing after years of Clean Water Act funding. Its 1,square-mile basin drains parts of southwestern Pennsylvania, western Maryland, and, in West Virginia , parts of central Preston County , western Tucker County , eastern Randolph County , northern Pocahontas County , and eastern Monongalia County. The Cheat River is a popular whitewater rafting stream in spring. Thousands of rafters and kayakers run its lower course when snowmelt produces highly technical rapids. The Cheat is a popular fishing stream throughout the year. The character of the two forks or the Cheat River contrast strongly: the drainage of the Black Fork and its Dry Fork are fan-shaped, and that of the the Shavers Fork is long and narrow. The river is impounded as Lake Lynn, colloquially known as Cheat Lake, near the end of its course. Much of the upper Cheat and its forks drain the Monongahela National Forest. In , the Dunkards, a religious sect, were the first Europeans to settle on the Cheat River. They established a village near Kingwood, West Virginia. An iron industry along the lower reach of the river supported roughly 3, settlers at Cheat Neck Cheat Lake and Ices Ferry in the early 19th century. As a result of pollution from coal mining, poor timber management, and construction of a private dam built in , fish had all but disappeared from the lower course of the river by the s. The Cheat was considered the eighth most endangered river in the United States during the s. Read also: The day they "knocked a hole" in the Cheat River. From sources to mouth, the following select towns and villages are located on or near the Cheat River. Information on lodging, dining, and recreation on and near the lower Cheat River, downstream of Rowlesburg, may be found in our guide to travel in the Monongahela Valley Region in northern West Virginia. Similar information regarding its upper course may be found the the Allegheny Highlands Region. Log in to leave a comment. Wednesday, October 5, Sign in. Forgot your password? Get help. Privacy Statement. Password recovery. West Virginia Explorer. Downtown Beckley getting even odder, say fair organizers. Peculiar rock face near Ripley, W. Remarkable stone face attracting curious in New River Gorge. Scenic parkway explores some of West Virginia's highest peaks. Farm-to-Table dinners return to W. State Parks. Blackwater Falls visitors can expect far more in Tucker County. Promotion of high bridge, continental divide gains support. Despite rain, state fair among most successful ever. Monument raised to memory of well-known goat in West Virginia. West Virginia tourism releases fall foliage map. Did the first teddy bear come from West Virginia? Mystery surrounds tale of frontier slave who defended fort. Legend of beast resurfaces near Fireco, West Virginia. Horse Creek Ghost said to foretell the demise of presidents. Capon Springs offers percent state resident discount. Glade Springs resort suspends operations until April Beckley tourism leaders welcome Hilton hotel, growth. Capon Springs celebrates 88th season by changing very little. New River Gorge ranked second among fall fishing destinations. State reminds hunters to buy stamps before archery season Saturday. Early bear gun seasons launch in September in W. Cheat River. A quiet pool on the Cheat River belies a whitewater run on its lower section. Read also: The day they "knocked a hole" in the Cheat River Cheat River Communities From sources to mouth, the following select towns and villages are located on or near the Cheat River. Stay Connected. Latest Articles. Scenic parkway explores some of West Virginia's highest peaks October 4, Monongahela Forest officials stress caution during Ian September 30, New River Gorge ranked second among fall fishing destinations September 27, September 24, All rights reserved.

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💾 ►►► DOWNLOAD FILE 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 The Cheat River is a mile-long tributary of the Monongahela River in eastern West Virginia and southwestern Pennsylvania in the United States. Via the Ohio River, the Cheat and Monongahela are part of the Mississippi River watershed. The magnificent Cheat River flows from five major tributaries, known as the “Forks of the Cheat”, which originate in the rugged Monongahela National Forest. Located in Albright, in North Central West Virginia, the Cheat Canyon section of the Cheat River is West Virginia's premier springtime Class V whitewater run. The Cheat River is amazing! This river canyon is full of great rapids and we loved the guides on our trip. I can't stress how important it is to go with. The Cheat River in West Virginia is again a haven for whitewater rafting and smallmouth bass fishing after years of Clean Water Act funding. World-class paddlers and dedicated conservationists alike have made the Cheat River watershed their home, so gather your crew, grab a paddle, and come find out why. This section, starting in Hendricks and ending at the quaint river town of Rowlesburg, has only a few class I and II rapids to navigate , so the UCRWT is perfect for novice paddlers, family trips and overnighters with a canoe full of camping gear and fishing poles. Home to both native and stocked trout, the Cheat is also well-known for its fly fishing. Always check the water level before you head out. Characterized by 5 miles of class II and III rapids with fun wave trains and a few technical moves around boulders , the Narrows is the ideal training run to perfect your paddling skills. The Narrows is great for smaller rafts, shredders, duckies and kayaks, though hardy locals run the rapids in canoes. You can raft the Narrows when it is above cfs, up to 10, cfs. Above 10 grand, the river becomes a steady stream of class V-VI rapids, and is for expert paddlers only. WV runs directly parallel to the Narrows, so you have quite a few convenient put-in and take-out options. Downstream from Kingwood, the Cheat widens and slows before reaching the town of Albright. This section tests the grit of the most adventurous paddlers as the frothing Cheat tumbles past thick old-growth forest and sheer sandstone cliffs. The Friends of the Cheat FOC and the Nature Conservancy bought the 1,square-mile section of Cheat watershed, along with the canyon, as a nature preserve in to protect its wild and scenic nature for generations to come. You can typically run the canyon between 11 and 15 feet corresponding to roughly feet, respectively, at the Power Bridge Gauge. This post was last updated on March 16, From ATV excursions in small towns to scenic drives across the state, West Virginia is made for everyone. Rest and relax at a world-class resort or head out for a waterfall hike. Defined by its rivers and lush forests, this region in southern West Virginia has some of the most spectacular outdoor recreation. Whether you prefer a luxury retreat at a world-class resort or a rustic campsite stay under starry night skies, West Virginia has accommodations for every type of traveler. As you plan your mountain road trip, explore one-of-a-kind stays and traditional comforts along the way. The peace and solitude of Almost Heaven is just an overnight stay away. Nature works her magic every autumn in West Virginia. As the third most forested state, our country roads are vibrant with color and a sight to behold in the fall. The wonder of winter in West Virginia is filled with untouched fallen snow, scrapes of skates along fresh ice and snow-capped mountain views you have to see to believe. Blooming rhododendrons. Wildflower hikes. Rushing waterfalls. Welcome to spring in West Virginia. It's the season where Almost Heaven comes alive. Escape the churn and burn of the daily routine and hit the road this summer. Explore wide open spaces with plenty of room to roam. Plan Your Trip. Explore Lodging Whether you prefer a luxury retreat at a world-class resort or a rustic campsite stay under starry night skies, West Virginia has accommodations for every type of traveler. Book My Stay. Learn More. Upcoming Winter The wonder of winter in West Virginia is filled with untouched fallen snow, scrapes of skates along fresh ice and snow-capped mountain views you have to see to believe. Spring Blooming rhododendrons. Summer Escape the churn and burn of the daily routine and hit the road this summer.

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💾 ►►► DOWNLOAD FILE 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 The Cheat River is a mile-long tributary of the Monongahela River in eastern West Virginia and southwestern Pennsylvania in the United States. Via the Ohio River, the Cheat and Monongahela are part of the Mississippi River watershed. The magnificent Cheat River flows from five major tributaries, known as the “Forks of the Cheat”, which originate in the rugged Monongahela National Forest. Located in Albright, in North Central West Virginia, the Cheat Canyon section of the Cheat River is West Virginia's premier springtime Class V whitewater run. The Cheat River is amazing! This river canyon is full of great rapids and we loved the guides on our trip. I can't stress how important it is to go with. The Cheat River in West Virginia is again a haven for whitewater rafting and smallmouth bass fishing after years of Clean Water Act funding. Official websites use. Share sensitive information only on official, secure websites. JavaScript appears to be disabled on this computer. Please click here to see any active alerts. The Cheat River in West Virginia is again a haven for whitewater rafting and smallmouth bass fishing after years of Clean Water Act funding and the efforts of a local non-profit group and others to control pollution from old abandoned mines. The U. The recovery has been dramatic since when, in the first of two incidents, torrents of polluted water from an illegally-sealed underground mine blew out a hillside and poured into Muddy Creek and then the Cheat River, turning the river orange for 16 miles on the way to Cheat Lake, killing everything in its aquatic path, and bringing greater attention to a history of AMD problems affecting the Cheat. In a signature development, the Conservation Fund and the Nature Conservancy purchased 3, acres of the Cheat River Canyon in for preservation, and ultimately public use and enjoyment. Today, the Cheat is host to bass fishing tournaments, a healthy perch population and even pollution-sensitive walleye. A rafter negotiating the rapids of the Cheat River. Skip to main content. EPA in West Virginia. Contact Us. Contact Us to ask a question, provide feedback, or report a problem.

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💾 ►►► DOWNLOAD FILE 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 The Cheat River is a mile-long tributary of the Monongahela River in eastern West Virginia and southwestern Pennsylvania in the United States. Via the Ohio River, the Cheat and Monongahela are part of the Mississippi River watershed. The magnificent Cheat River flows from five major tributaries, known as the “Forks of the Cheat”, which originate in the rugged Monongahela National Forest. Located in Albright, in North Central West Virginia, the Cheat Canyon section of the Cheat River is West Virginia's premier springtime Class V whitewater run. The Cheat River is amazing! This river canyon is full of great rapids and we loved the guides on our trip. I can't stress how important it is to go with. The Cheat River in West Virginia is again a haven for whitewater rafting and smallmouth bass fishing after years of Clean Water Act funding. Book Today! Welcome to Cheat River Outfitters! The Canyon boasts 13 miles of unsurpassed wilderness beauty and breathtaking whitewater adventure. The Narrows is one of the cleanest and beautiful runs around. Enjoy fully guided whitewater rafting as well as swimming, rock jumping, rock climbing, paintball and riverside picnicking for a perfect day on the river all summer long. Plan your river trip today in West Virginia today! Something for Everyone! Get more info. The Upper is a must for those rafting enthusiasts who love a fast paced river with lots of shoots and drops and near continuous rapids. Trips are limited. We are located in the town of Albright. Facebook Instagram. Come Join Us. Fun For All. Unforgettable Memories Book Today! Book Now! Our Rivers. The Cheat River Something for Everyone! This is required.

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