[Tweeters] Did You Fall or Was You Pushed
gibsondesign15 at gmail.com
Thu Nov 29 13:09:33 PST 2018
On Monday morning, after my midnight low- tide adventures, I woke up to
howling winds - the Sound wild with waves. So I thought I'd go down to Pt.
Wilson to check out the scene - to see how those fir tree's down there
achieved such wild shapes. Well the answer my friend is blowin' in the wind
and you don't need a weatherman to tell which way the wind blows if you
just take a walk.
My first stop, as usual, was the Marine Science Center pier, which was
exciting. The tide was pretty high by now, and the waves pretty big, for
here, and thrashing in at a rapid pace. The beach was loaded with all sorts
of flotsam and jetsam at the high tide mark.
I was trying to judge the wave height, which was difficult by eyeballing -
a lone Pelagic Cormorant was the only bird I saw on the water and provided
somewhat of a size reference - I guess the waves were around 4' tall or
so. Despite the conditions, the cormorant kept diving around the pier
The wind was pushing and shoving me around as I walked - didn't fall over -
and a little kid on a little bike having fun on the pier was achieving
impressive speeds without pedaling, just by being blown downwind. It was
blowing steady in the low 30's with higher gusts.
The high winds didn't deter the pier Rock Doves from flying in formation,
though they did have problems on the ground. In one of those 2 or 3 second
visual vignettes, I saw one Pigeon valiantly grabbing onto the turf to keep
from blowing up up and away, while it's neighbor just plain blew over. I've
never seen a Pigeon pushover before, that I can remember.
The fairly good-sized firs out on the point are fine examples of non-
resistance while holding your ground - sort of a tricky thing. Wind stress
makes them stronger, but one can only be so strong in the face of raging
winds - sometimes they gotta drop a branch to let the wind blow through,
creating the open forms of these trees.Quite beautiful, these wind - pruned
Out on the Strait side of the point the vast incoming tide had flattened
out all that wild Puget Sound stuff, The Red-Alders protected by the tall
till bluffs along North Beach were still showing alot of green leaves, but
those on the windward side of the hill had lost alot of 'em in the wind.
Back at the ranch, the hedgerow Douglas Hawthorne had most of it's
orange-red leaves pushed off by the wind finally, while the gold willow
leaves mostly hang on.
Also at home the wind was no detriment to the neighbor Eagles in the air,
but they avoided their exposed viewing tree and hung out in more sheltering
trees by the nest. In the evening a single dark Merlin zoomed through the
'hood, as the Eagles provided loud background music.
hangin' on, in
Port Townsend, Wa
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