Monday, March 12, 2012

Taking A Spring Break At Fosdic Lake With Comanche Braves, Duck Feeding & New Restroom Facilities

A Fort Worth Park Gets Indoor Plumbing
I was really pleased today to see some solid progress indicating that the City of Fort Worth is taking huge steps towards bringing its parks into the modern era.

Specifically, modern restroom facilities have been built near the Oakland Lake Park picnic pavilion.

What an upgrade!

Can running water be far behind? Imagine the luxury of being able to wash your hands after using the fancy new restrooms. Or being able to use running water to help facilitate a pleasant picnic.

With progress like this it is a wonder to me why so many people don't understand how it is that Fort Worth makes the rest of the world Green with Envy.

Comanche Braves Scouting Fosdic Lake
Yesterday I mentioned that I am enjoying reading S.C. Gwynne's Empire of the Summer Moon, about Quanah Parker and the rise and fall of the Comanches.

I am very impressionable and easily influenced by what I read.

Which may explain why, when I saw the scene in the picture above, I thought I was looking at a pair of Comanche braves on their Mustangs on a scouting expedition in preparation for a raid on Oakland Lake Park.

This marked the first time I have ever seen horses in Oakland Lake Park. From whence did they come? Who has horses corralled in this residential area? Could these Comanche braves be living under the Tandy Bamboo Teepee? Do these two horses account for the rash of horse hoof prints that have appeared all over the Tandy Hills' trails?

Fosduck Feeding Frenzy
Authentic Comanche built their teepee lodges out of Lodgepole pine logs, not bamboo. I suspect the Tandy Bamboo Teepee is not Comanche in origin.

There were dozens of kids on the loose, playing around Fosdic Lake today, in Oakland Lake Park. What is the holiday, I wondered?  March 12? Why are kids out of school?

Eventually I asked and learned it is Spring Break.

A mom and dad and little kid had the Fosducks in a feeding frenzy, today, as you can see in the last picture. I do not think the Fosdic ducks migrate north for the summer. They are too well fed whilst living in Fosdic Lake.

The 2nd Monday Of March Dawns Late With A Blue Rain-Free Sky

Looking at the outer world through the bars of my patio prison cell, via my secondary viewing portal on the outer world, it appears that the nuclear sky orb is well on its way to doing its daily illumination duty on this 2nd Monday of the 3rd month of 2012.

At Day 12 we are rapidly approaching the Ides of March.

I think I can type, without fear of once again being wrong, that over a third of March has now passed into history.

Now that we are on Day 2 of Daylight Saving Time I remember it is this particular time switch that I do not like.

Last night I found myself still up and about past midnight. Which had me up, this morning, after the sun.

If I find a one hour time change discombobulating, I suspect a 17 hour plane ride, to the west, that had me crossing the International Date Line, out in the mid-Pacific, would really have me messed up.

I won't be going swimming this morning. It is too late for that. That and it is also too cold.

Sunday, March 11, 2012

My Regular Sunday Walk With Arlington's Keechi Creek Indian Ghosts Wondering If Buffalo Hump Visited Village Creek While Exploring The Empire Of The Summer Moon

The last couple days of rain has caused the Village Creek Natural Historical Area, aka Keechi Creek Natural Historical Area, to suddenly turn into a green jungle rain forest.

I had myself a very pleasant walk through the Keechi Rain Forest today.

I am currently reading the most interesting book I've read in a long while.

EMPIRE OF THE SUMMER MOON: Quanah Parker and the RISE and FALL of the COMANCHES, the Most POWERFUL INDIAN Tribe in American History, by S.C. Gwynne.

There are many reasons why this book is interesting, one of which is the areas talked about in the book are often areas of Texas with which I am familiar. Like locations of Indian Villages back in the days when there were still Indian Villages before the Texans evicted the natives in a primitive version of eminent domain abuse which in later years the Texans would perfect into a world class art form.

I'd heard of Buffalo Hump prior to reading Empire of the Summer Moon, but I thought he was a fictional Comanche chief made up by Larry McMurtry in some of the books in his Lonesome Dove series, like Comanche Moon and Man's Walk.

Buffalo Hump was born in the late 1790s, died in 1870. He was a powerful War Chief of the Penateka Band of the Comanche.

Buffalo Hump's Comanche name was Numu Tekwapu. This name transliterated as Po-cha-na-quar-hip. What this meant in English embarrassed the prudish Victorian Texans, so they took to calling Numu Tekwapu, Buffalo Hump.

What could Buffalo Hump's Comanche name possibly have meant, that Texans did not want to make a name for it, you can't help but wonder, can you?

The Comanche meaning of the name, which the Texans did not want to Americanize, was "erection that won't go down".

I suspect Buffalo Hump had many wives.

Some historical events, in Texas, have remained in the collective memory, like remembering the Alamo. Others have been largely forgotten. Like the Council House Fight and what followed the Council House Fight, that being Buffalo Hump's Great Raid of 1840.

Buffalo Hump was so mad about being betrayed by the Texans, at the Council House Fight, that he organized a big war party of Comanche, which he led from the north of Texas all the way past San Antonio to the Texas Gulf Coast, where the city of Victoria was attacked and the shipping port of Linnville was destroyed.

Buffalo Hump and the Comanche made off with a huge bounty of goods and horses. It was a long trek back to the safety of the Comancheria Nation.

The Great Raid of 1840 became legendary, until the legend faded from the collective memory.

Is Texas State History a required course to take to graduate high school in Texas, I can't help but wonder? In Washington, freshman year, you are required to take Washington State History. At least that was the case when I was in high school.

Washington does not have a lot of history, compared to Texas. There is no Alamo to remember in Washington. There was the Pig War between the United States and the British Empire, fought, primarily, on Washington's San Juan Island.

A pig was the only casualty of that conflict.

To pass Washington State History, among many bits of knowledge, you are required to know all of Washington's counties and their county seats. Washington has only 39 counties. Texas has 254 counties. I suspect no one in Texas can name every county in Texas and its seat.

I've known several Texans who matriculated through the Texas education system. I remember asking one of those Texans if she knew where the headwaters of the Trinity River were. She did not. I looked it up and found out. I have since forgotten.

I think I remember mentioning previously being appalled that Gar the Texan, he being a fairly intelligent, albeit somewhat poorly educated product of the Texas education system, expressed great surprise that Fort Worth was so named due to having started out as a fort. A small fort that was called a camp at its inception. I recollect no curiosity, from the incurious Gar the Texan, as to the source of the Worth part of the Fort's name.

I do not remember if I ever asked Gar the Texan if he knew what happened at the Alamo.

I suspect Gar the Texan has Comanche blood in him. He has the Comanche traits of being short and scrawny, with a big head covered by a mop of black hair, with a doleful, squinty gaze, along with the taking of multiple wives and possibly being benefited by Buffalo Hump syndrome, which would explain the ability to juggle multiple girl friends at once.

Speaking of Fort Worth, I must get around to sharing the story of Quanah Parker's mom, Cynthia Ann Parker's arrival in Fort Worth, after being kidnapped from her Comanche tribe by well meaning, murderous Texans on a rampage, who killed her husband, Peta Nocona, then grabbed Cynthia Ann and her baby, Prairie Flower, while Quanah and his baby brother, Peanut, escaped, never to see their mom or sister again.

The Rainy Start Of The 2nd Sunday Of March Thinking About Dick's Drive-In & Only Children

Looking skyward, via my primary viewing portal on the outer world, we can see it is not sunny on this morning of this 2nd Sunday of March.

A lot of rain has befallen this formerly unsodden part of the planet the past 24 hours.

It is currently 47 degrees, heading to a predicted high of 67, with more rain also predicted.

Speaking of primary viewing portals on the outer world, I don't know what mine is going to look like 5 mornings from now, though I suspect a blue sky will be part of the view.

Changing the subject from my favorite one to hamburgers.

I have not been blessed with sampling one of the burgers that has won any of the local best burger competitions, like Fred's. I have had a Dirty Love Burger at Tim Love's Love Shack and a burger at Kincaid's. I was very disappointed in both, particularly Kincaid's.

This morning the world made a bit more sense when I read that a reader's poll in Esquire magazine had picked Dick's Drive-In as America's best burger joint. The Esquire editors had figured California's In-N-Out or Virginia's Five Guys would be the top burger joint.

But, Dick's Drive-In won with 56% of the vote. I suspect part of this burger landslide could be attributed to the Seattle area's higher than the norm level of literacy and magazine readers.

Pretty much every time I am back in Washington I find myself, at least once, at a Dick's Drive-In for a Dick's Deluxe, Fries and a Strawberry Shake.

Changing the subject from burgers to blog post comments.

Two funny ones this morning. One about the serious subject of the problems with some Only Children, the other another comment to yesterday's blog post about me trashing an awesome industry....

Anonymous has left a new comment on your post "Only Child Syndrome":

wow...i have a 10 year old only son and i am praying that he can grow up and have normal relationships....man, my work as a mom is even more important than i thought!! being a somewhat non-social person myself, i am going to have to come out of my comfort zone and start having more people come over i guess. lord help us all 

Anonymous has left a new comment on your post "I Have Nothing Better To Do Than Trash An Awesome Industry That Employs Millions":

I think I can safely say that I am the most prolific and least intelligent of all your anonymous commenters. None of the anonymous comments in this article are mine. However. 

Saturday, March 10, 2012

I Have Nothing Better To Do Than Trash An Awesome Industry That Employs Millions

It seems like only yesterday, but it was way back on November 7, 2010 that I blogged about a bizarrely blue Chesapeake Energy frac pond with a sign bragging that "This fresh-water frac pond is operated by Chesapeake Operating, Inc.

Today that long ago blogging got two comments from someone named Anonymous.

There are so many people with that Anonymous name.

I love it when I learn something new.

In the today's second comment about this long ago blogging I learned that the oil companies employ millions of Americans. And that fresh water frac ponds are filled with fresh water from water wells, disabusing me of my erroneous notion that the Barnett Shale gas drillers were sucking water out of the Trinity River.

Below is the comment from Anonymous that really wised me up to the facts and below that the other comments that have been made to this particular blog post....

Anonymous has left a new comment on your post "A Fort Worth Chesapeake Fresh-Water Frac Pond's Unnatural Shade Of Blue": 

Fresh water frac ponds are filled with fresh water from water wells, the same water you drink. The oil companies are running a clean operation because they have too much to lose. Unlike the people who have nothing more to do than trash a awesome industry that employs millions of Americans! 

JD said...
Seems to be the same shade of blue as the Trinity River, in all the Trinity River brochures...and in the new frac pond in North Richland Hills. Maybe the Trinity River Vision Authority turned the fresh water blue.

CHK Sucks said...
"Fresh water", huh? Sounds very refreshing. Have you thought about bottling some for your Tandy Hill hikes? Seriously, this "fracked" or "produced" water which is more toxic than the original water and cocktail of chemicals that were hot into the ground because when that liquid comes back up it brings along some naturally occuring but dangerous chemicals as well. A bunch of healthy cows keeled over shortly after sipping on a leaking pond in Louisiana last year. Yep, the culprit was fracking CHK Energy, Operating, or whatever myriads of aliases they use.

Anonymous said...
It looks like a dye used in stock ponds to make them more attractive and supposedly reduce algae growth, but it is really just for looks.

Anonymous said...
A Frac Pond is used to store the "fresh" water for fracking the well or wells on a pad site. There are no state regulations for how long they can remain in place. They can hardly be truly "fresh" when the pumps are pumping the water to mixing areas for the fracking formula. There is bound to be some flowback from those areas back to the "FRAC Pond." Even a little of that concoction can poison the water.

A Sludge Pit is where the "produced" water ends up AFTER the well has been FRACKED. Sludge Pits and Frac Ponds are two different parts of the shale gas drilling process. When they say, "oh, our city doesn't have sludge pits." What they mean is they have what is called "closed loop" so that when all that produced water comes back up (probably 1/2 of the water that goes down into the wellbore will come back up) then they store it in "tanks or tank batteries," on the site. 

Trucks will come later to pick it up and throw it away (that's also highly unregulated) or inject it into an injection well somewhere nearby or out in the country. 

The problem with the Frac Ponds is the potential for flowback from the wellbore as the "fresh water" is mixed with chemicals and sand that is pumped into the Earth.

Also, any "FRAC Pond" the size these are that are so close to residential neighborhoods have the potential for mosquito outbreaks, etc. Lots of ridiculous stuff that this industry has convinced everyone is A-OK.

Westchester Neighbor said...
Oh, and here's our monstrous FRAC Pond. It was placed 10 feet from residents in the Westchester neighborhoods in Grand Prairie, TX.

It forced our community to become knowlegeable about shale gas drilling. Our education has made us very skeptical of this shale gas industry. They are bound and determined to turn their targeted areas into industrial zones. 

Anonymous said...
the fact is there are new means and methods to treat the frac water. Our company for example has a product used to treat all soil, hydrocarbons, metals etc. We have the ability to remove 90% of the contaminates from the water as it is produced. Sitedewatering.com is the link, so there is no reason for things like this to occur in our country of great technology. This process is cheaper than ponds, tanks and other devices used today. So if the companies research solutions, they would find us and have more money to maintain compliance with and create more jobs etc, etc.

Anonymous said...
...Or it could just be calcium carbonate and water colorant... granted I wouldn't drink the colorant but go look at any dolomitic limestone quarry and you'll see the same hue.

Blazing A New American Trail With CatsPaw At Cowtown Wakepark

CatsPaw and I have as Number One on our to-do list to go play bingo at Paradise Center's Camp Bowie Bingo.

Further down the to-do list is going wakeboarding at the Cowtown Wakepark, it being one of J.D. Granger's many wonderful gifts to Fort Worth, providing all the citizens of Fort Worth the long desired opportunity to partake in the extreme sport of wakeboarding in the world's premiere urban wakeboarding lake.

Well.

Just minutes ago CatsPaw emailed me a deal we really can not refuse.

That deal being a Groupon coupon with up to 54% off Wakeboarding at Cowtown Wakepark. What a deal.

The text accompanying the Groupon coupon really seals the deal quite persuasively...

Americans have always been determined to blaze new trails, whether wading through the waist-deep layer of tumbleweed covering Arizona or hacking through the petrified forest of national flags on the moon. Conquer the final frontier, the water, with this Groupon.... 

Downpouring Rain Aborts A Fosdic Lake Walk

Heading East On Wet Randol Mill Road
On my way to walk around Fosdic Lake in Oakland Lake Park I called one of my few relatives who remain in Washington to suggest this relative make a surprise appearance at next week's BBQ in the Phoenix suburb of Chandler.

Before I got as far as Fosdic Lake, downpouring rain caused me to abort the walking plan and head to Town Talk instead.

I did not get too wet walking into a very busy Town Talk.

Exiting Town Talk I got wetter than entering. And thunder had been added to the weather mix.

As you can see, in the above picture, the noontime weather conditions had turned dark and dire enough to require headlights in the on position and windshield wipers set to wipe at their highest speed.

By the time I made it back inside my abode I was not completely saturated with water. Almost, but not completely.

Have those who determine such things determined yet that the Great North Texas Drought is over?

Daylight Saving Time Will Soon Be Saving Us Time

Daylight Saving Time starts up tomorrow, Sunday, March 11.

I can not remember if this is the annual time switch I don't like or if it is the switch back to Standard Time that vexes me.

What I do know is Tootsie Tonasket of the Tonasket Tribe, in Eastern Washington, had this amusing message, you see here, about Daylight Saving Time, on Facebook this morning.

I did not realize til reading the Daylight Saving Time article in Wikipedia, this morning, that this was such a controversial issue.

I also, prior til this morning, thought the correct term was Daylight "Savings" Time. Apparently the correct term removes the "s" from Savings.

These type revelations always have me wondering what a myriad mess of other important things there are out there that I am being totally ignorant about.

I suspect, with the time switch, it will be dark tomorrow morning when I don't go swimming because of a serious chill in the air.

The 2nd Saturday Of March Dawns Cold Thinking About Rounding Up Rattlesnakes

Looking through the bars of my patio prison cell on this 2nd Saturday of the 3rd month of 2012 you can not see that the outer world at my location is chilled to 49 degrees with clouds continuing to threaten the drippage of water.

49 degrees is the weather predictor's predicted high for today. So, apparently, it is already as hot as it is going to get today. The weather predictor's predicted low for today is 42.

A few days ago I was tempted to turn on the air conditioner for the first time this year. I thought I was done turning on the furnace, but I've got that device back providing artificial heat this morning.

The Sweetwater Rattlesnake Roundup starting rounding up rattlesnakes on Thursday. This always causes me to get interesting questions I can not answer, such as this question from Kenz40...

How do I contact someone about getting a cured/tanned rattlesnake hide?

I added the question mark. I have no answer to the question except to suggest attending this weekend's roundup of rattlesnakes in Sweetwater.

I will not be attending this weekend's Sweetwater Rattlesnake Roundup. Seeing the rattlesnakes rounded up once was enough for me.

I will also not be going swimming this morning, due to temperature issues.

Friday, March 9, 2012

Today's Walk With The Keechi Creek Ghosts Of Indians & John B. Denton

Keechi Creek
Today I took a short walk with the Keechi Creek Indian Ghosts who haunt the Village Creek Natural Historical Area in Arlington.

The Keechi Creek walk was cut short by downfalling rain.

Keechi was the Indian name for what is now called Village Creek. Apparently I have blogged about this before, repetitive bore that I be. I was Googling for info about John Bernard Denton and found a previous blogging of mine near the top of the list.

Today I read an article about John B. Denton on a dentonwiki website.

That dentonwiki article took a more revisionist modern view of John B. Denton than some of the articles whose point of view is more rooted in the way the Anglo world viewed the Indian world a couple centuries ago.

Here's a blurb from the dentonwiki article...

The Death Of John B. Denton
John Barnard Denton (July 28, 1806 – May 22, 1841,  was a Methodist Episcopal Church minister, lawyer, soldier, and political candidate for whom both Denton County, Texas and the city of Denton, Texas were named. He converted to Methodism soon after meeting his future wife, Mary Greenlee Stewart, who also taught him how to read and write. He later became a captain and was known for his battles against Native Americans. He died in 1841 after an attack on a Keechi village in adjacent Tarrant County. Though once described as a "brave hero", he would now probably be known as a confused racist.

There were a lot of confused racists back in the days of Denton. His death is depicted in the picture. This took place a short distance north of the Village Creek Natural Historical Area. A Texas State Historical Marker marks the spot.

Denton sort of brought it on himself, getting killed by the natives. He joined General Edward H. Tarrant's Fourth Brigade. In April of 1841 the Ripley family was killed by some horse rustling Indians, likely Comanche, near what is present day Denton.

Tarrant's Texas militia took off to find some Indians to punish. Eventually they found the string of villages of peaceful agrarian Indians who lived along Keechi Creek, in current day Arlington. The militia destroyed two nearly empty villages, mostly deserted because the braves were gone hunting. The third village attacked was not undefended, which now had Denton in a real fight.

Soon Indians from other villages joined the fight and had Tarrant and Denton in full retreat. With Denton soon killed.

It is not known how many Indians were killed that day. But, this was the start of the final solution for this particular group of Native American tribes. Those who were not killed made their escape to Oklahoma, where there descendants live to this day. And operate a casino or two.

And have a Facebook page.