OK!!!

Don’t you love happy endings!  This week we had a few anxious days as some of our outpost guests went missing.  Brad shares the story on our business blog. My part was monitoring the phone and aircraft radio while the Otter and Beaver were in the air.  I was also tracking the flights of the plane on the computer. Our SPOT gps units (new this year) send signals every 10 minutes and pinpoint the track on a google map.  Preprogrammed messages for ‘send help; life and death’, ‘need assistance’ and ‘ok’ can be sent to designated emails with the push of a button.  I could hear on the radio that the family had been sighted and the Beaver was going to land at their location.  Anxiously I awaited word of the condition of the misplaced anglers.

What a relief to see that “OK” message.  The anglers had taken a wrong turn when headed back to the cabin and drove until they ran out of gas.  After two nights’s sleep under the stars, they simply wanted to shower, eat and head out fishing again!

Pink and …

green

It’s so much fun to watch the world through the viewfinder of my camera.  I often find the unexpected.  While waiting to catch the Beaver landing late one afternoon, I thought I’d capture the delicate, pink fireweed growing on the breakwall (will share later).  Enjoying the pink blossoms up close and personal was a bright green bug!

Crimson Carnivore

This is what I was after! The pitcher plant, sarracenia purpurea, in abundant glory.

(Provincial flower of Newfoundland and Labrador, by the way.)

Classified as carnivorous rather than insectivorous because consumption includes not only insects

but also isopods, mites, spiders, and the occasional small frog.”

 Small frog?!!

It’s not the flowers, but the leaves at the base of the plant that are the trap.

The hairs in the ‘pitcher’ act like a spike belt preventing prey from escaping.

Geared up

I’ve been in search of a particular flower I’d only seen once before, on a trip to Seseganaga Lake (one of our outpost cabin locations).  A friend of mine recently came across some in a bog way back off some bush road.  A friend of his knew of a location nearer town and more easily accessed.  Brad & I headed out to check out the area.  We determined it was going to require some additional gear.  We returned a few days later with bug jackets and hipwaders.


Brad snapped these shots of me.  In the next post, I’ll share what I saw through my lense…