Praying Mantis

I discovered this praying mantis in my garden as I was poking around in the yard. When I first saw it he was empty clawed, perched and waiting for prey, but when I went back some minutes later to take a look he had managed to snag a small butterfly.

This is only the second one I recall ever seeing around these parts. The other one I found on top of a tent of a classmate way back in sixth grade when we were camping up at Sage Hill during a class outing. Aside from a tarantula it was the prize find, as we were up there specifically for an insect gathering experience.

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Bird Refuge Sunset Silhouette Sketch

A view of Santa Barbara’s Andree Clark bird refuge. Description from County of Santa Barbara’s webpage:

“One of Santa Barbara City’s most beautiful natural refuge features a 29-acre freshwater/brackish lake and its surrounding vegetation. The Andree Clark Bird Refuge’s 42 acres are bordered by the Santa Barbara Zoological Gardens, Highway 101 and East Cabrillo Boulevard. The lake drains into the ocean at East Beach.

Historically, this area was a salt marsh, receiving fresh water from Sycamore Creek.

However, the construction of the railroad in the 1880’s resulted in rerouting Sycamore Creek, thereby isolating the salt marsh. In the late 1920’s, the City restored the area with the sole purpose of providing a refuge for wild birds.

Today, the refuge is a balance of urban and wildlife interface. The refuge’s duel purpose is to cater to wild birds that migrate through or reside permanently at the refuge and to provide a enjoyable setting for people to gain greater insight into our responsibility to preserve our natural world.”

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Palm Reflections In an Indo Rice Field

“I like rice. Rice is great if you’re hungry and want two thousand of something.”

-Mitch Hedberg

On the way to the beach one morning in Indonesia I caught a fleeting view of this recently planted rice field. In a country that lacks the convenience provided by high-tech agricultural machinery, I’m not sure what is more monotonous, planting each little sprig of rice or harvesting each miniscule grain. Fortunately I’ll never know.

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Knapp’s Castle Then and Now

Mr. Knapp (c) Benjamin R. Taylor

Perched on a promontory along a ridge on the north slope of the Santa Ynez Mountains, overlooking the Santa Ynez River Valley, the sandstone ruins known as Knapp’s Castle are the remnants of a remote mountain retreat built by George Owen Knapp.

He purchased the property in 1916 and named it Laurel Springs Ranch. Four years later, construction of the mountain lodge at San Marcos was finally completed, but in 1940, the home burned to the ground in a wildfire. Knapp had sold it for $10,000 just five weeks before the conflagration.

The hilltop residence included five bedrooms, a kitchen and dining room, a pipe organ room and an observatory for stargazing. An illuminated waterfall cascaded outside providing a touch of ambiance to a spectacular setting needing no adornment. Large stone arches today still frame the views enjoyed long ago in the main room of the home through huge picture windows.

Aside the main lodge, and attached by an interior staircase, sat a studio. Below this there was a cottage for workers, a guesthouse, sleeping quarters for servants and a caretaker’s flat.

Tucked away down in the brush-choked crease of nearby Lewis Canyon, somewhere purportedly near the waterfall there, Knapp built a bathhouse. It was accessed by a winding dirt road. The remnants of the road can still be walked today for some distance, before it fades into the dense canyonside chaparral, and is finally lost to the mountain buried in nearly a hundred years of erosion and slough.

A view of Knapp's Castle ruins in the summer of 2011. The site sat empty for decades, but recently the current owner has moved a bunch of junk to it, seen in this photo, and begun a half-assed construction project of some sort.

A view of Knapp's so-called castle as it was. (c) Benjamin R. Taylor

The property was accessed by a primitive dirt road perhaps not much better than a stagecoach trail in places, and done so in some of the first models of automobiles ever created. Historically, as today, San Marcos Pass and East Camino Cielo provided the roadways to the mountaintop home.

San Marcos Pass was first graded in 1868 and finished two years later, before being rerouted and improved in the 1880s. East Camino Cielo, off of which Knapp built his long driveway, was first cleared around the time of WWI, but not paved until the 1930s.

The property was not easy to get to and before any construction could begin Knapp had to build his own road to reach the parcel. An entry in History of Santa Barbara County, State of California (1939) notes the following:

“Speaking of hobbies, next to organ-building and hospitals, Mr. Knapp’s abiding passion is for road-building. Though past eighty-three years of age, he personally supervises the construction of mountain roads to and from his beautiful Santa Ynez Mountain Lodge with all the interest and enthusiasm of a man of half his years.”

A view of the ruins in 2009 showing the arches that once framed huge picture windows.

The view of the Santa Ynez River Valley from the ruins. Cachuma Lake can be seen in the distance today, but was not around at the time of Knapp's mountain lodge.

Born in 1855 in Massachusetts, Knapp was a businessman and civil engineer by trade. He helped found Union Carbide Corporation and served as company president for 22 years (or 25 years depending on the source consulted).

His entrepreneurial success was reflected in numerous real estate holdings, which included no less than nine different homes in Santa Barbara County alone. These ranged from oceanfront parcels at Montecito and Carpinteria to mountaintop retreats atop the Santa Ynez Mountains above Santa Barbara.

Aside from providing aplenty for himself, Knapp’s wealth enabled him to donate generously to numerous causes. He arrived in Santa Barbara in 1912 and “became identified with and interested in everything that pertained to the general welfare.”

A panorama view overlooking Lewis Canyon to the east of the ruins and the Santa Ynez River Valley far below.

Knapp served as president of Santa Barbara Cottage Hospital and donated $200,000 to create the Louise Savage School of Nursing. In addition, he gave $200,000 to fund the construction of the hospital’s four-story south wing. And he played a role in attracting Dr. William D. Sansum, of the Sansum Clinic, to Santa Barbara.

He also contributed a total of at least $32,000 to several local churches for various purposes. One of his other pursuits in Santa Barbara was the building of roads and trails into the inaccessible backcountry, as referenced in a Los Angeles Times piece from 1988.

“While Knapp was developing his private retreat, he was also helping to boost public access to the Santa Barbara Forest Reserve, as it was known in those days. Knapp and a couple of his wealthy friends were tireless promoters of roads and trails, in order to make the back country accessible to all. Knapp’s enthusiasm and money helped extend trails west to the top of Refugio Canyon (now Ronald Reagan’s spread) and east to Ojai.

The trail-building efforts of Knapp and his buddies were much appreciated by the local populace. As a 1917 editorial in the Santa Barbara Daily News put it:

‘They are strong advocates of the great out-of-doors, and under their leadership, places in the wild heretofore denied humans because of utter inaccessibility are being opened up to the hiker and horseback rider.'”

George Owen Knapp was a man of action and accomplishment whose presence benefited the community. He left his mark on Santa Barbara in more ways than one, the least of which are the gritty sandstone ruins known as Knapp’s Castle, which have long been a popular hiking destination for outdoor enthusiasts.

Bibliography:

George Owen Knapp: A Splendid Secret, Benjamin R. Taylor (2004)

History of Santa Barbara County, State of California: its people and its resources, Owen H. O’Neill, Editor (1939)

“Trekking to George Knapp’s Dreamy Castle in the Sky,” John McKinney, Los Angeles Times, November 26, 1988 (Retrieved July 2011: http://articles.latimes.com/1988-11-26/news/vw-235_1_santa-barbara)

Historical Overview of the Los Padres National Forest, E.R. “Jim” Blakley and Karen Barnette, (1985), p. 62.

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48 Pound White Seabass

About a half an hour before I shot this 48 pound white seabass, I had shot another one of equal size. But I was using a smaller speargun and the spear just bounced right off.

After swimming back to the boat and trading up to a larger gun, I returned to the kelp paddy and began hunting again. It was a flowing tide, which was creating a decent current pushing toward shore, and making it a bit hard to stay in place.

To counter the current I grabbed onto a kelp stringer and allowed the flowing tide to spin me head first into it like a boat after anchoring. But holding the kelp turned me into a human downrigger making it hard to keep my snorkel above the waterline. Despite sucking in several mouthfuls of water and having to blow my snorkel clear making all sorts of noise, my presence still managed to attract a curious fish.

As I lay on the surface of the water fighting the current and trying to remain as still as possible, I scanned the ocean in search of prey. Then as I turned my head to the left, the fish was right there only several feet away beneath several strands of kelp looking at me.

White seabass in habitat. (c) NOAA

Clenching my snorkel with me teeth in excitement, as my heart raced, I slowly brought my speargun, which I held in my right hand, leftward. At about five feet long, maneuvering the gun quickly enough to get off a shot without being too fast and scaring the fish wasn’t easy.

With one hand still holding the kelp, just as the fish began to turn and swim down and away, I fired holding the gun with my other hand. SCHEWP!!! The spear struck at a downward angle behind the pectoral fin and just below the spine.

Upon impact the seabass ran with all it had and the fight was on. I let go of the gun and held the float line, letting the line slip through my hands in small increments as I felt the fish tugging.

The seabass darted around the outside of the kelp paddy in several large circular-shaped swim paths, as I held the float line. It was like flying a fish kite underwater. Sometimes you get lucky and stone them, and they vibrate for a few seconds trying to swim away but go nowhere and then they’re done. Not this one. He ran and wrapped up in the kelp.

Bill Ernst and his California record 93-pound, 4-ounce white seabass shot off Malibu in 2007. (c) NOAA

The fight lasted probably only a few seconds until the fish succumb and sunk, but as with any exciting fast-paced activity time seemed to slow down. I wasn’t sure if the spear was going to hold and remain lodged in the fish.

But despite not penetrating all the way through the fish due to the angle I shot it from, the toggle-headed spearpoint stayed buried in its flesh. I swam back to the boat with the fish in hand just below the waterline cursing with excitement the whole way.

After we had slipped into the water to begin hunting, a another boat sidled up fairly close to where we were and started fishing with rods. It was foolish of me, and definitely not the type of thing I ordinarily do, but I intentionally made a show of lugging the beast of a fish up over the gunwale as I brought it onto the boat.

Usually whenever I catch a fish, whether on a creek, river, lake or in the sea, I do all I can to keep it concealed and not make a show of it or let people see, if I can help it. I don’t care to attract unnecessary attention to my favorite spots. But this time I just couldn’t resist bragging a wee bit.

White seabass caught around Catalina Island circa 1908. (c) NOAA

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