Have you ever seen a particular piece of property, and been struck with the thought that it would be an ideal spot for something? Or better yet, returned to that place a few years later to find that what you had envisioned had taken place?
That happened to a young man back in the 1800s, in Iowa. The 20-something was on his way to visit his girlfriend, and when the stagecoach made a stop, he walked around the area as he waited for his journey to resume. As he admired his surroundings, he thought, “This would make a perfect spot for a church.”
Continuing on his travels, he was unable to forget it, and the result of his mental ramblings evolved into the words and music of a song, “The Little Brown Church in the Vale.”
A few years later, he and his girlfriend (now his wife) moved to that area, where, to his surprise, the site was now home to a lovely little church — a brown one to boot.
People travel there purposely for weddings and other events. It’s still there, with a congregation of about 100. And the song? It’s one of those that stays in your mind, echoing over and over each time you hear it.
• There will be special programs with music at two of our churches in a couple weeks. Both the Church of Christ and New Life Community Church will present programs revolving around music.
Our sewer rates just increased by $5.38 a month. This is the last increase allowed under the last Prop 218 vote in 2007. Since the sewer project was mismanaged so badly and the costs are still mounting, the latest increase will not be sufficient to keep the sewer fund flush.
They’re running a deficit and the only way they can see to fill the void is yet another rate increase. The council has approved the expenditure to order a new updated water/sewer rate study. However, if the city wants to raise our sewer rates again, it must hold another Prop 218 protest vote.
Under Prop 218, when the city wants to raise our sewer or water rates it must hold a vote and if the majority of the ratepayers/property owners do not want the increase, they cannot raise the rates. For years, the city had been raising rates illegally. The only reason it held the prop 218 protest in 2007 was because it was a condition of the loan agreement.
Unfortunately, construction had already begun on the sewer project before the protest vote was ordered. The whole thing was managed badly. First they sent out “ballots” to only property owners. Then they had to resend the ballots to include all renting ratepayers. The ballot looked like junk mail so it was thrown out by many, including me. I had to dig mine out of the trash after I was told about it.
Next the city told us that people in apartments would be counted, so we collected signatures from apartment dwellers. Then we find out that only one vote per property number would be counted, be it the owner or the tenant, but not both.
The number of protests votes needed was 1,710: we turned in 2,800 signatures, but they only counted 1,310. On the last day of collecting signatures I was shocked to find so many people did not even know the protest was taking place.
It takes two things to make a sneaker wave deadly if not dangerous, the deceptive and the deceived — the beguiling water and the human who is too near it.
I can easily imagine walking along the waterline of a beach on a day when the waves slowly lap ashore, soft as ducks. The quiet rhythm lulls me into a sense of security and I allow my attention to drift from the water to a friend walking with me or maybe my children goofing off or maybe just the music player on my phone.
I’ve taken my eyes off the water, and suddenly, improbably, a seething wall of water blasts me from the side, surges up my torso, knocks the air out of my chest with its shocking chill, soaks my clothes with gallons of water and fills every opening in them with wet sand, pinning me down so that I cannot escape.
The weight of the sand and water has crippled me. I cannot fight the still-surging wave; I cannot gain my footing and walk up the beach; I am anchored down at best, even worse is if I’ve been swept off my feet and tossed in the surf; worst of all is if I’ve been plunged underwater, the current jetting saltwater up my nose and down my throat, my life now at risk. Especially unlucky for me is if I’ve chosen a steeply sloped beach and/or the wave is dashing me against logs sent afloat or boulders on the beach.
If I’m working especially hard to win a Darwin Award, this has all happened atop a jetty, and the wave sends me over the wall: my head could be bashed against a rock, my limbs could get tangled in the riprap, the weight of the wave could thrust me down to the seafloor in seconds.
As noted in the first installment of Vista Point’s series on sneakers (“Science of sneaker waves: Seeing isn’t always believing,” March 5, 2013), fatalities on North Coast beaches and jetties are more common when seas generally appear calm, not when the surf is high, presumably because it’s not immediately obvious the beach or jetty is unsafe.
Back when the high school was still on the corner of 9th and H streets, the school colors were still red and white and 2nd Street was still the main business section of town — prior to the 1964 tsunami, this made for an ideal marching route for the high school band.
As the school prepared for a football game the band would line up in front of the school and march down H Street to 2nd Street, turn left on 2nd and continue marching until they reached Pyke’s Variety Store, where they would form a single line and enter the front door, then march around the store, then go out through the other front door, then single-file they would enter the front door of McGilvery’s Fountain and News Stand, then march right out the back door.
The band would then reform on 2nd street and march back to the high school.
All right it’s true, spring is here. Can you feel it in the air?
Del Norte Triplicate file / Bryant Anderson Produce is sold at an Ocean Air Farms stand at a previous Crescent City Farmer’s Market.
The frosty mornings aren’t too convincing, but the buds and blossoms everywhere are a sure sign. We’re excited about it here on the farm.
The fall fields have been tilled (rather, disced) and turned under to now look like spring fields waiting to be sown. Though we are just as anxious as you, we are cautious to direct sow for a couple of reasons: 1) the Saturday markets don’t start until the first of June, so we try to plan and plant accordingly, and 2) the temperatures are still a little unpredictable.
Both the air and the soil temperatures need to be taken into consideration. Too cold, or too wet, seeds will likely rot. But don’t let us stop you from trying; we have peas up measuring about an inch and a half, so it is possible. Let’s all remember that sometimes when gardening we have to try and try again and that goes for anytime of the year, not just early spring.
House Calls runs every other Saturday. Today’s column is written by Lori A. Johns, a family nurse practitioner at Sutter Coast Health Center in Brookings-Harbor.
Ask a smoker about quitting, and you may hear a lot of possible responses:
• I do not want to quit. I like smoking, why should I quit smoking? I hate everyone nagging me about smoking.
• I have tried to quit before, many times, and failed. But I am thinking about it.
“You can’t see the forest for the trees.” This cliché, used many times in regards to the coast redwood forest, is for the most part true, until you actually take in the bigger top-to-bottom picture of an old-growth redwood forest.
When you look lower, to the base of the trees, you will begin to notice the remarkable understory of unique plants that have continued to accompany these giants for hundreds of years. Not unlike the community in the popular television series, “Downton Abbey,” there is an upstairs household and a downstairs household that together create one smoothly intertwining community.
My personal favorite of the downstairs group of plants is the redwood sorrel, Oxalis oregana, a beautiful member of the Oxalis family that can create thick mats of green carpet right up to the enormous trunk bases of the towering trees.
Although many guides have moved on to the next fishery, some guides are still pulling fresh steelhead from the Smith River.
A series of minus tides that will last today through Wednesday will provide opportunities for shellfish gathering and possibly suck some more spring salmon into the Rogue River.
Smith River steelhead
Many anglers have hung up their steelhead gear for the season, but some anglers like guide Mick Thomas of Lunker Fish Trips are still finding plenty of fresh fish.
“There’s still quite a few fresh fish in the system, and they seem to keep coming,” said Thomas, whose drift boat landed five steelhead Monday, including four fresh fish. “I’m surprised that the numbers are still this great.”
Del Norte County, let’s not follow in the footsteps of special interest groups that create a false fear resulting in nothing being accomplished for the good of all!
After reading several articles and letters to the editor of the Triplicate, I sat down in front of my home computer and viewed the Board meeting of Feb. 26. Next I viewed on CSPAN the current hearings on gun legislation to educate myself further on the national discussion and then I made a personal visit to a local gun store to become informed on what an assault weapon really is. The owner was very forthright and very willing to educate me on the language of gun owners and the variety of guns that are available on the open market.
In response to “What is wrong with affirming gun rights?” (letter of March 19), I ask the question what is wrong with limiting high-capacity magazines, expanding background checks, and having tougher gun-trafficking laws in place? It’s not a creative liberal movement, it’s common-sense legislation designed to enhance safety issues for citizens, not diminish anyone’s constitutional right.
Recent news reports may have left some people with the wrong impression regarding the Pacific Fishery Management Council’s upcoming decision — on April 9 — to adopt the Pacific Coast Fishery Ecosystem Plan (FEP).
These stories have implied rampant overfishing of forage species — like sardines — that the FEP supposedly will address by reducing catch limits on these fish in order to maintain a food source for bigger species like salmon and albacore.
However, this simply isn’t true.
The council authorized development of the FEP to “enhance the Council’s species-specific management programs with more ecosystem science, broader ecosystem considerations and management policies that coordinate Council management across its Fishery Management Plans (FMPs) and the California Current Ecosystem (CCE).”
The FEP’s first initiative proposes to protect unmanaged lower trophic level forage species such as Pacific sandlance and saury, which are currently not fished, by “prohibiting the development of new directed fisheries on forage species that are not currently managed by the Council, or the States, until the Council has had an adequate opportunity to assess the science relating to any proposed fishery and any potential impacts to our existing fisheries and communities.”
In contrast, anchovy, sardines and market squid, officially known as coastal pelagic species (CPS), are already well managed under both federal and state fishery management plans, which prescribe precautionary harvest limits.