Sledding in Arnold

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As the film says, “don’t worry, we’re awesome.”

On Saturday we woke up in Stockton and drove East in search of snow. We found it some 40 miles later when we came through the Orvis Cattle Co. Ranch Property. Yet, we pushed through because it just wasn’t cold enough. Up through the foothills we sped. Then we got pulled over, given a warning, and the remainder of the day was spent at reasonable speeds until we arrived in the sleepy town of Arnold.

In Arnold we stopped at the Humane Shelter Thrift Store, stocked up on things we didn’t need, like a rock tumbler – sweet! and then over to the local ACE where we acquired a shovel and blue disc. Then up into the neighborhoods looking for the perfect runway (with parking). After dotting about the whole town we finally pulled into a development with large threatening signs for visitors to stay away. It was here that we made our camp for the afternoon.

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It was here, we sledded.Thus, the film.

Seeking The Queen-Bee

The sun peeked out this afternoon after a solid week of rain and we decided to open up the hive and see how the bees are adjusting to the move. By external observations I’m seeing the bees return with pollen, previously orange, I found this lady with white pollen. I wonder where she was playing?

She's got white pollen. I'm curious where she got it.

Unfortunately, after smoking ourselves and then dawning the suit we attracted the attention of a couple neighbors walking by. The secret is now out. Hopefully this doesn’t cause any trouble down the line.

Opening the hive, I found the super to be virtually empty of bees, however they had done an excellent job uncapping some of the honey and draining the cells. Though there was still plenty to have. The top brood box was in a similar state. Empty of bees, with a little bit of action on the full honey frames. However, once I got to the bottom brood, where I had left the bees a week ago, my expectations were high.

… though I should pause here to think a bit.  Understanding that when I pulled the burr-comb out 12 days ago I halted ALL bee making business, as I removed all Brood from the hive. So any hive growth would have been, well, unnatural.. cosmic? spontaneous? I’m not sure why I was expecting such an explosion in population when I know that it takes 21 days to develop a bee. So when I found the box stagnant, my heart sank, but only momentarily until my rational, as discussed, kicked in. I then carefully evaluated each frame until I arrived at the bee covered frames. Arriving at the bees I slowed down and carefully examined each frame. Honey-flip-honey, replace. Then Brood-flip-brood, larvae, and…. eggs! she’s been here! (PHOTOS HERE)

Looking closely at this photo you'll see eggs, larvae, and capped larvae to pre-pupae. (Bottom Up)

Let me take a minute to remember the developmental cycle of the bee… Eggs are laid (the tiny grain like objects in the bottom of the photo), and are eggs for three days, then they develop into larvae and smothered in royal jelly (the white coils, mid-photo). They are larvae until 7-8 days. At that point the cells are capped and the bee develops into a pupae (brown cells at the top of the photo). Remembering that the oldest development could have only started 12 days ago, my oldest developed bee is in it’s ‘white-eyed’ stage and still has close to 10 days left in it’s development, which means the first bees to be born here are going to be Christmas Bees!

As you can see from the photo, we found the a good collection of brood, larvae, and eggs, which means the queen had been in the hive within the last three days… and that means she was most likely sitting on the frame of bees I was looking at. I examined closer and then POP! there she was (that was a figurative pop)

Bees on a frame with brood. Can you find the Queen?

I gently replaced the ‘queen-frame’ and then slowly scooted the other frames over. Made some changes to center the brood frame in the hive and wrapped everything back up. I was pleased with the relative ease of the event and returned to sweeping the bricks.

Berkeley Mushroom Hunt (Our Introduction to Mycology)

Today we explored the science of mycology – or fungi.

Photos from the walk

Our very first Berkeley mushroom hunt has led to a few things:

  1. A high amount of contact with poison oak with our feet,
  2. Several instances of collateral damage to the local Banana Slug population,
  3. An overwhelming ‘earthy’ smell throughout our house,
  4. The purchase of a $30 book titled, Mushrooms Demystified by David Arora in an effort to educate ourselves before our next outing.

We think, in our infancy, we were able to identify at least ONE of our collection of Berkeley mushrooms as a Russula. (The one with the red cap)

Also, because of their supposid commonality, we think we found at least one Chanterelle – but the jury is still out.  Here’s it our assortment of fungi splayed for identification..

Current List of Mycology Links:

Our Bay Area Brethren:

For VERY Important information regarding the DEATH CAP:

Highly Informational Site:

And More:


Check our photo album for first days. Our New BEES!

This one’s named Kira… and so is this one…

We’ve acquired the beginnings of our beekeeping adventure, including the adoption of a small, yet ‘strong’ colony. Here’s the story & what we’ve got:

2 deeps, 2 supers, inner-cover, telescoping top, screened bottom, ‘waste-tray’, stand, strap, 20 medium frames, 20 deep frames, a queen excluder, full suit, zip-in veil, gloves, frame tool, brush, comb, smoker, & associated bees & honey. What’s this all mean? Well, nothing really… until you start keeping bees.. then it means EVERYTHING!

Newly Adopted Bee
A little bee scopes out her new support crew.

We got the bees from just across the way, near Berkeley Labs, so they’re quite adjusted to the area already and the drive wouldn’t be too horrendous.  I picked up the hive on Thursday and began by strapping the hive bodies together and closing the hive entrance with a dowel and some tape so that I didn’t have bees flying about looking for honey or bears in the back of a volvo where, we all know, there are no flowers or bears to speak of. Then I put the whole shebang in the back of the car. Quite pleased, the boxes fit perfectly and painted bright green, seemed to complement the car so very well. I even considered painting some permanent fixtures of the car to keep the motif after I would remove the boxes. I have yet to match the color though. The bees were quite for the whole ride home, a very short yet terribly bumpy and windy jaunt.  Then, with the help of Kira, we moved the hive down into the yard.  The bees were still quiet as as we all know, “no noise, means no bees.” I admit I was fearful, for I expect to rile them up by all the jostling about. That night we went out for beers with David . Properly hydrated, we all went home to rest for the hive opening in the morning.

We were up early at 6:30 AM. Since we were messing them WAY out of season, it was important that we get a jump start on the day and not interfere with the bees too much. The whole process was was easy and straightforward.  I pulled the tape of and pried the dowel out of the hive opening.  Then we waited, almost too easy.  Nothing. – so we went inside. About 20 minutes later we retured to find an accumulation of dead bees at the opening, about 5. This was good as the bees discard their dead out the front of the hive where they’re then carried away by other insects, like wasps.  So the little changes proved there were at least some bees in there. The kind of bees that respected their home too. (that’s why they’re all named Kira) As the day warmed (several hours after we woke up) the bees became more active and showed their existence and I did a little dance by wagging my butt.

A great location for any family, plus it's conveniently close to the ping pong table. You know, for the kids...

Now came the trick.  I was warned by the previous owner that there were a couple of frames missing from the brood box (that’s the deep boxes where the bees and the queen live) and that the bees had build some ‘burr comb.’ This is comb that is build by the bees without the use of man-made frames. Burr comb is not bad in any way, it’s just really hard to do anything with it, so it was important that it be removed and this was a task I was suppose to do sooner than later. I was itching to open the hive and prove to myself that a) I had bees and b) I wasn’t such a scardy-cat.

Prepping myself, I pulled up YouTube and watched everyone else do it for an hour. I watched everyone else get excited, then frightened, then terrified, then acting calmly, then acting like there was nothing to it.  The development was quite necessary and by the time I was done, I was ready to walk right out there like the other YouTube pros and just bust open the hive and get things done.. no suit necessary. Yet, I got up and put my suit on, because, “hey, I paid for it right?” .. yeah.. and I was terrified.

Suited up and ready I realized I still didn’t know what to do with the smoker, so veiled and coveralled I typed on the keyboard “YouTube – usinging a bee smoker.” This returned “YouTube – using a bee smoker.” I swallowed my pride and accepted the minor changes and spent another half hour learning, holding the smoker up to my face so I could familiarize as the TV told me what I was looking at, pumping the empty billow and smoking out the fictitious bees flying about the television, then opening it and filling it with all the imaginable combustibles lying about me.  I got up again, this time ready to open the hive.

Standing outside, smoker in hand, camera in pocket, bee-suit on, I felt I was missing something. Then I found my confidence and proceeded forward. I stopped again at the hive half in fascination with the diligence of the insects flying about me and half in utter disbelief of my confidence to continue.

This hive in front of me didn’t contain a puppy or a rabbit or a cat or any one little life, but THOUSANDS! I was about to firmly disrupt thousands of little organisms, knowing full well I’d crush, decapitate, impale, and stress-to-death a great number. I hadn’t yet figured out how I was going to cope with that fact and now it all struck me like cement about my legs. Immobilized.

After a bit of observation, however, this feeling melted away and my psyche returned to normal and I prepared myself again for the job. I lit the smoker, puffed it a bit and set it down never to use it again. Then I approached the hive and went to town.

First, I pulled off the telescoping top and saw the mass of bees sitting atop the inner cover, and spilling out of the top hole. Seeming like  a good sign of population I smiled. With the frame tool I popped the inner cover off and found the first of a frustrating problem. The burr comb was good and strong and had built it’s self to the inner cover, making it quite unruly. Covered in comb and consequently honey too after I inadvertently smashed much of the comb, it was a mess.  I attempted to brush the bees into the box, but then gave up and set the inner cover aside and began my work on the burr comb.

Burr Comb - makes it hard to manage the hive.

Removing the surrounding frames, I ‘looked’ for the queen but soon found my eyes were not as trained as they’d convinced me they were. So I set the frames aside and considered my options with the burr comb. I had been expecting small sections of burr comb, like pockets. Instead I found two frame-like structures, within millimeters of each other, and covered in bees. “Hmmmmmm…” I said to myself as I stood in awe of these incredible beings, still mostly un-effected by my presence and disruption. Remarkable.

Then, without thought, I reached into the hive, gripped this comb, and tore it from them. Placing it gently in a tray in front of the hive. The bees were still quite indifferent to my action. I then pulled the other burr comb out and went to work cleaning the space to make room for some man-made frames. I replaced them and then, after inspecting the burr comb brushed the bees into the hive vigorously. Then fell in with respect and went to work in on their new comb. Remarkable.

Bees indifferent to molestation - note the bee on the camera.

I then cleaned and replaced the inner cover, then the lid and sat in amazement. I puffed the smoker a couple of times, but it had gone out long ago. I set it back down and took some photos with my honey-covered camera. Good thing we went for the water proof version.

Waterproof, Dust-proof, and apparently honey-proof.

Settled up, I made a list of mental notes that were important. Purging all the unexciting or unimportant facts as I mindlessly cleaned my gloves and camera. Standing now inside and two stories above the hive, I looked at the fliers, still working, seemingly too good to be even interested with the drama surrounding the rape of the hive’s comb. They were apolitical. I can respect that.

My next duty was to do something with the burr comb I’d pulled out. Most of which was full of honey. I licked my fingers and enjoyed the flavor they had. I dropped a hunk of comb into my mouth and quickly associated the two flavors. After a little more internet research I learned of all the not-so-effective ways to extract honey and went to work on one of the methods using the oven on low and a baking pan. Hours later I had a soup of blackened wax and hot honey. Through the course of the day and evening I eventually got this honey separated and into a jar and settled up. Our first honey. Delicious. Though, those interneters were right, don’t think I’ll use that method ever again.

After a phone call that evening I was informed of all the things I should have done differently and I prepared for the next dry day.  Fortunately, this morning warmed up a bit and the rain hasn’t yet come, so I informed Kira of her new duties.  Graciously, she dawned the suit and began the process to familiarize herself with the bees, in the process accomplishing some tasks I had for her.  The primary objective I had was to put the secondary deep box back on the hive. She accomplished this with great precision, skill and success. A real ‘keeper’ that one.

Kira Adding A Deep
Kira adds a deep box to our new hive, giving the gals more space for their development.

As of this morning, there are about three frames of bees collecting pollen and honey and seemingly quite happy.

The End. More updates as I know them.


GC24WVY: Stumped on Panoramic

The Short of It:
At a peaceful corner of Panoramic,
where blackberries grow their ticket,
and foxes find time to den.
Here the quiet begins.
So stop at the stump and sign your name
and perhaps to rest for a bit.
Then continue north on who’s road is the same,
to the Rectangle in the Pavement.
Run, walk, or bike this route,
these caches well connected,
find and sign them all.
Spectacular views should be expected.

The Long Description:

Enjoy this nano cache along The Panoramic Hill

By foot:

If you ascend from the Berkeley Main Campus/Football Stadium, expect a fun climb up a set of 300+ stairs that take you to the top of Berkeley & Oakland.  If approaching from the South – Clark Kerr Campus, here’s to your glorious ascent up the grassy and poorly footed trail.  (there’s also a very nice tail that starts on Centennial Drive just past the Hass Club House.

By bicycle:

It’s rigorous, but well worth the work out.

By car:

Good luck and be safe.  15 mph, one lane roads, unfriendly drivers, and difficult parking.

No matter what, this is one great spot for photographs and sunsets, and of course, geocaching.

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The Hints & Spoilers:

Cache #1

Hint 1: The downhill side

Hint 2: n/a

Cache #2

Hint 1: #110140199 Panoramic

Hint 2: N 37° 52.161 W 122° 14.676

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Living as a Californian – Genealogy

In seeking answers regarding roots Andrew and I spent the morning looking into our genealogy, trying to dig deeper than what we already knew from PoppaBob & Grammer Bev and Jack & Marguerite. After a few hours of guessing and checking, Andrew finally came across a scanned copy of a book by Bancroft about the history of California.

This exert from History of California: 1846-1848, Volume 5 of 7. By Hubert Howe Bancroft, Henry Lebbeus Oak, William Nemos, Frances Fuller Victor. Page 713; “Schroeder (Martin), 1847, Engl. mr of a vessel, married at Mazatlan, who brought his family in ’49 via Hon.; d. at S. Jose ’81.” (where Engl.=England, mr=master, and Hon.=Cape Horn). In conjunction with what we know about our family tree leading up to this point (see boldface below) helps us to connect ourselves as Californians since 1849.  True 49ers and native Californians of the nation of the Bear Republic, prior the it’s inception as a US state September 9, 1850.

1. Martin Schroeder (or Schroder) (b.Abt 1820-London England;d.1881-San Jose CA)
sp: Ignacia Alvarado (b.Abt 1829-Mazatlan Mexico;m.Abt 1840)

2. Victoria Alvarado Schroder (b.28 May 1862-San Jose CA;d.Abt 1955)
sp: William August Humburg (b.5 Feb 1862-San Francisco;d.1930-Los Angeles,California)
3. Arthur Fletcher Humburg (b.15 Mar 1884-San Francisco;d.Abt 1933)
3. Edith Victoria Humburg (b.14 Jul 1886-San Francisco;d.1978-Los Angeles,California)
3. Mary May Humburg (b.20 Jun 1890-San Francisco;d.1964-Los Angeles,California)
sp: John Andrew Mosier (b.15 May 1899-Adams County Iowa;m.1920;d.11 Feb 1941-Los Angeles,California)
4. Jack Arthur Mosier (b.26 Dec 1921-Los Angeles California)
sp: Laurie Merideth (b.29 Oct 1924-Moberly MO;m.9 Jun 1945;d.14 Apr 2002-El Cajon,California)
5. Andalee Mosier (b.19 Oct 1947-Hollywood Pres Hospital,Los Angeles California)
sp: Joseph Bruce Tenorio (b.19 Sep 1949-Naval Hospital,Guam;m.1980)
6. Kelly Ann Tenorio (b.1 Apr 1983-San Diego CA)
5. Merideth Mosier (b.19 Jun 1951-Hollywood Pres Hospital,Los Angeles California)
sp: Harry Dominic Leygraff (b.26 Nov 1948-Cleveland OH;m.(Div))
6. Sean Christopher Leygraff (b.3 May 1983-San Diego Ca)
6. Holly Nichole Leygraff (b.30 Oct 1986-San Diego Ca)
sp: Marguerite Louverne Anderson (b.28 Apr 1937-Los Angeles,California;m.9 Jan 1970)
4. Robert Rodney Mosier (b.9 Sep 1924-San Francisco)
sp: Beverly Joy Christiansen (b.Apr 1928)
5. Pamela Ann Mosier (b.Aug 1949-Hollywood Pres Hospital,Los Angeles California)
sp: James Elsworth Mizell II

4. Mary (Sally) Mosier (b.7 Sep 1925-Los Angeles,California)
sp: Richard Woodrum
3. William August Humburg (b.11 Jan 1893-San Francisco;d.1912-Los Angeles,California)
3. Charlotte Humburg (b.1897-San Francisco;d.1979-Ashland OR)

1. William A. Humburg (b.1825-Germany)
sp: Elizabeth (b.1825-Germany)
2. William August Humburg (b.1862-San Francisco;d.1930-Los Angeles, CA
sp: Victoria Alvarado Schroder (b. 1862-San Jose CA;d.1955)

3. Arthur Fletcher Humburg (b.1884-San Francisco;d.1933)
3. Edith Victoria Humburg (b.1886-San Francisco; d.1978-Los Angeles,CA)
3. Mary May Humburg (b.1890-San Francisco;d.1964-Los Angeles, CA)
sp: John Andrew Mosier (b.1899-Adams County lowa; m.1920;d.1941-Los Angeles, CA)
4. Jack Arthur Mosier (b.1921-Los Angeles CA)
4. Robert Rodney Mosier (b. 1924-San Francisco)
sp: Beverly Joy Christiansen (b.1928)
5. Pamela Ann Mosier (b.Aug 1949-Hollywood Pres Hospital,Los Angeles California)
sp: James Elsworth Mizell II

4. Mary (Sally) Mosier (b.1925-Los Angeles, CA)
sp: Richard Woodrum
3. William August Humburg (b.1893-san Francisco;d.1912-Los Angeles, CA)
3. Charlotte Humburg (b.1897-San Francisco;d.1979-Ashland OR)

More to come….

GC24WVY: #110140199 Panoramic

* UPDATE: Still there – but listed under GC24WVY as multi-cache.  Update posted here: GC24WVY: Stumped on Panoramic

A.K.A. Rectangle In The Pavement.

Cache is a magnetized nano.

Enjoy this nano cache along the Panoramic Hill Climb – A set of 300+ stairs that take you to the top of Berkeley & Oakland.


Here it is online @


Find it on your own with the coordinates:

N 37° 52.161 W 122° 14.676


And Of Course, Here’s A Spoiler Photo

GC24AXY: Fisherman’s Cove – California


In a dandy sepulcher by the sea,
is where this geocache be.
and it’s not a prank,
when we say you should thank
E.B.Moritz Foundry


This beach of sun and glee,
basking in line with the sea.
And our little package of fun,
spends days with it’s companion,
Mr. E.B.Moritz’ Iron Foundry

Cache is in a camo pill bottle. Once you’ve found it have a look about and smile at the neighbors who are excited to see you visit. Hopefully you’ll enjoy visiting one of Laguna’s quieter beaches. Watch out for the ever present muggles.

BYOP or stamp. Please report any issues and well fix it promptly. Cheers!

Here it is online @


Find it on your own with the coordinates:

N 33° 32.731 W 117° 47.737


And Of Course, Here’s A Spoiler Photo