Tuesday, March 20...Here Comes The Sun


    There is a cactus up by the clubhouse that I’ve named ‘the Lorax’ simply because it looks like something that Dr. Seuss would come up with.   It took some roaming around on the computer to find its rightful name but I did it!  Its flower stems are quite distinctive…reddish flower stems stick out perpendicular to the cactus column. I’ve been tracking their growth throughout the time we’ve been here.  That flower stem was what I was looking for in my search. According to the website horticultureunlimited.com, the Lorax is actually a silver torch cactus. 
   This striking cactus develops slender columns up to eight to ten feet tall. It is a vigorous grower that has interesting, silvery blue spines on hairy, bluish-gray columns. The silver torch begins to flower when the columns reach about eighteen inches tall. The decorative flowers are deep red or burgundy and protrude from the sides of the columnar stems and along the tips.  
  I typed ‘Arizona cactus’ to start my search and while lots of cacti pictures and descriptions popped up, there was nothing remotely similar to the Lorax.  I even got Mandy up at the office involved by asking her what it was called.  She didn’t know but was willing to help with my quest.  Finally, I typed in ‘upright cactus with red flower stems coming out perpendicular’…the silver torch, among others, popped up. J  I’ll still call it the Lorax but it’s good to know the right name.
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   While we were sitting at the Gu-Atchi Trading Post, a man with an exterminator business advertised on his truck stopped by.  Kim took the opportunity to ask about scorpions.  The bug guy said that it’s probably a bit early for them to be out much…next month as temperatures rise, they’ll be everywhere.  We’re not giving up…the temperatures are supposed to be steadily in the 80s for the next week or so. We don’t want to see lots of them everywhere, we just want to see one or two.  We’ll take the truck out to a remote desert area (a mile down the road would qualify) and walk around out there.  In the meantime, I’m having a fun time just playing with the black light.
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   I woke up this morning thinking about ‘Hannah Hummingbird’…hoping that we didn’t scare her off with our being out around the camp yesterday.  But then I remembered that we were here first…she built that nest knowing there were people in the vicinity.  Then I got to thinking about her sleeping habits.  Birds don’t ‘sleep’ in a nest every night, only when there are eggs or young to be tended to.  Saw Hannah last night at about dusk and she didn’t show up at the nest until maybe 9 or so this morning.  Made me wonder where hummingbirds spend the evening/night hours when they aren’t in a nesting phase.  worldofhummingbirds.com to the rescue again:
   When hummingbirds sleep, they go into a hibernation-like state called Torpor (pronounces TOR-per). This is a really deep sleep. Their metabolism will lower to one-fifteenth (1/15) of normal. Their body temperature will drop to the point of becoming hypothermic. Their heart rate will drop to about 50 beats per minute. Their breathing will slow to the point that it looks like they have stopped breathing. By sleeping like this, hummingbirds can save up to 60% of their available energy.
   A hummingbird will settle in a favorite perching place that they feel safe in. If the hummingbird is a female with a nest of baby hummingbirds that cannot care for themselves, the mother hummingbird will sit on the nest. They will settle in with their neck retracted and their head forward. Their beak will point up at a sharp angle and their feathers will fluff out, making them look like a cotton ball.
   When hummingbirds sleep and are in the Torpor state, they have been known to hang upside-down. If you find a hummingbird that is hanging upside-down and they appear to be dead, it is actually more likely that they are just asleep. They will probably not even respond if you touched them. If at all possible, leave them alone and they will wake up when they get warmer.
   It takes anywhere from 20 minutes to an hour for a hummingbird to fully recover from torpor. Once they are up and about, the first order of business is food. The hummingbirds will eat 25% of their daily intake as soon as they recover from torpor.  
   I continue to marvel at that fact that we get the privilege of watching the nest building phase.  I sure hope our activity around here won’t be a bother to her once she lays her egg(s).
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    Left about noon for a ride that Rapunzel said would take about 4 hours.  We managed to turn it into a 6 ½ hour ride.  It just happens.  Mapped out a big loop that took us through the Tohono O’odham Reservation (Indian Route 15) to Why, AZ.  From there headed north on AZ 85 to Ajo and Gila Bend, where we jumped on US 8 to head back to Picacho.  It was a great day to ride…roads were good, traffic was minimal, sun was out all day with no clouds and the temperature reached 81o.  A person could get used to riding in shirt sleeves on a warm sunny day like today.
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   Stopped at a cemetery on the reservation.  It’s located at the base of a hill with a fence around it…quite good sized.  The grave sites are spread out and decorated in much the same way as the memorials along the highway.  Plastic flower wreaths, candles, flowers in vases, toy cars, rocks…all are used adorn the grave site.  Wooden crosses with a name stenciled on seems to be the favored way of identifying the deceased…some have dates, some don’t.  A couple of sites have the standard issue military marker…very basic, the kind that used to be free.  I assume they still are.   Then there are several graves up the hillside.  These have a walls of rocks built up and weathered logs laid across the top of the walls.  The rocks are maybe the size of a small child’s head…not easy to gather and stack.  It was all very interesting to me…and the
upkeep is very different from what I'm used to seeing.  It appears that as the decorations are replaced, the old ones are simply thrown along the fence around the perimeter.  The graves themselves show a lot of care but the surrounding area is littered with discarded decorations.  Maybe there’s unknown tradition involved. I’m not suggesting it’s wrong...it’s just different than the upkeep of cemeteries back home.
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   We didn’t take a bicycle ride today.  By the time we got home on the big bikes, it was too dark.  Our bicycles don't have lights on them, only reflectors. 
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   Kim switched out his scopes and wasn’t having good luck with his finding scope so he shut it all down and came back to camp.  No sense in getting frustrated and angry at that equipment.  He’ll think on it and make necessary adjustments for tomorrow night.  The opportunities to image haven’t been as plentiful as he was hoping…there have either been high clouds in the night sky or the equipment goes wonkers.  But tomorrow night if the sky is clear, he’ll be back out there. 
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Bike miles today: 236




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