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Hello and welcome to ROOPHLOCH number 2. Today I am lying in a hammock in my backyard in the shade of a maple tree. I am thumb typing on my clockworkpi uconsole while ssh-ed into tilde.town, where my gemlog is hosted.
I have been enjoying the uconsole quite a bit. More than I expected to honestly. It has been great for reading and writing and doing some very light gaming. I didn't think I was going to be able to stand the keyboard, but thumbing on ot os just fine. It is in general a very fine piece of hardware.
Went for a rare weekday evening hike up in the hills this week. This is probably the earliest you can go in the season and still see a little bit of fall color. Grabbed my Argus and planned to shoot some film. First nice vista I saw, I framed my shot, adjusted all the manual settings on the antique camera, and pressed the trigger. It didn't sound right. Kind of hollow and tinny. Then I tried to advance the film, and I could tell the advancement wheel wasn't catching anything. At this point I was confident enough to open up the camera to look, and yep. Sure enough. I hadn't loaded any film in the damn thing. So I carried the empty, useless camera up and down the mountain, across a creek, and over some boulders.
Climbing a steep hill, I heard a low groaning. Then I saw a large black shape in the trees. It was bending a large tree down to eat something from it. Judging from the size of the tree it was moving, it must be huge. Bear, I announced. And we turned around and started walking back the way we came. Once we were a little farther away, I wanted to get a better look at it. So I waited and peered through the trees. It emerged, too close for comfort honestly. But it wasn't a bear after all. It was a large moose and a second smaller moose. Maybe its calf. I looked forlornly down at the useless camera hanging from my neck and regretted my forgetfulness. Then the big moose seemed to notice us for the first time and it took a couple steps toward us. That was a great big nope. Way more people are injured each year by moose than by bears after all. So we backed away and left the moose behind. Hiked back over the boulders, across the creek, and up and down the mountain back to the trailhead.
By the time we got back to the car, the moon had risen, and it was a beauty. A full super harvest moon. As we watched, the earth eclipsed a small chunk of it making it look just kind of flat and dented across the top. And I felt thankful that I hadn't ended up flat and dented myself, trampled by a moose. Next time I'll remember to actually put film in my camera before taking it into the woods.
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title: ROOPHLOCH 2: Moose author: dozens <dozens@tilde.team> url: gemini://tilde.town/~dozens/gemlog/26.gmi created: Sun, 22 Sep 2024 16:37:39 -0600 updated: Sun, 22 Sep 2024 16:37:39 -0600 tags: roophloch diary