this weekend I went camping with my dad on Mt. Graham and it was pretty cool. It was a stark contrast to be in the quiet and serene woods compared to the loud contruction site that I work at. we did a lot of things up there. Mostly sitting in our tent or car because of rain. But when it wasn't raining, the weather was perfect and there was tons to do. On Saturday morning I went fishing and watched the clouds as they came in over the lake. that was amazing because the clouds are literally moving across the surface of the lake. At first, I could see the lake, and then in less than a minute I could only see ten feet in front of me because the clouds swooped down over the lake. Then after a rainstorm and a long nap, I went with my dad and the camp host carl to the nation's second largest fir tree. It was HUMONGUS!
We also saw the nation's oldest aspen tree. That was cool because you don't even know its an aspen tree until you look at the top of it. You can tell the age of an aspen tree not by its size, but by the darkness of its bark. A young aspen will be white, but as it grows older the bark will get darker and get a different texture, starting from the bottom up. The Aspen that we saw had bark on the lower half of it that looked like all the other tree's bark. you couldn't see any white until the very top of it, and that was a ways up there because the aspen had to compete with the pines for sunlight. Carl was a cool camp host. He took us around and told us all about the trees and forest and all that good stuff. The cherry that goes on top of this camping sundae is that we saw a young black bear on the way up the mountain. But I didn't get a picture of him. Bummer. Overall, It was a nice camping trip. And sorry this post may have been a bit dull.
We also saw the nation's oldest aspen tree. That was cool because you don't even know its an aspen tree until you look at the top of it. You can tell the age of an aspen tree not by its size, but by the darkness of its bark. A young aspen will be white, but as it grows older the bark will get darker and get a different texture, starting from the bottom up. The Aspen that we saw had bark on the lower half of it that looked like all the other tree's bark. you couldn't see any white until the very top of it, and that was a ways up there because the aspen had to compete with the pines for sunlight. Carl was a cool camp host. He took us around and told us all about the trees and forest and all that good stuff. The cherry that goes on top of this camping sundae is that we saw a young black bear on the way up the mountain. But I didn't get a picture of him. Bummer. Overall, It was a nice camping trip. And sorry this post may have been a bit dull.
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