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My Opa was a hunter. But I feel I need to clarify, he was a German hunter, a Jger, and to me, hunting has a unique culture in Germany. He would rise early or go out in the evenings in Lederhosen, tall socks and a very German looking hat, not full fledged camouflage but still looking very forest green. He'd hop on his Motorad with his rifle slung over his back. Upon his return, he would tell us about what the animals were doing, where the foxes were, how many boar or deer he saw. Mostly I felt he went to observe and learn. In my eyes, he was a guardian of the forest.
Typically the deer he did shoot, were those that were older or ill, not those who were "prized". It is serious business to hunt in Germany. You can not just "get" a hunting license. The country has some of the strictest gun laws there. Hunters are respected for their wealth of knowledge and watch over the land.
These antlers, though, of my childhood were so weird to me! Some were unusually gnarly and I imagined eyes where the little holes are in the skull, not where they truly would have been. It bothered my young self they were all twisted and deformed...let alone that they were skulls hanging on a wall. Ewww! or as the Germans would say, Igitt!
But now, I LOVE them. Perhaps I love their imperfections most as I am learning to embrace my own. I credit my Opa for instilling in me a love for observation of the world around me during my summers. He taught me that the Magpies are not a friend to the Songbirds, that Kespie pflcken ist wunderschn and so much more.
I think back on some of these phrases that hung in the house. They have taken on a new meaning to me as an adult as well. Now I know his church standing suffered for marrying a non Catholic. And then this one...
This image below has my Opa's father and two uncles in it. It is taken in the lands surrounding Lippein (their home prior to WW2). My great grandfather is the second to the right. They lived there for 240 years before being displaced at war's end and the family of farmers and foresters dates back to 1709.
And while I am not hunter, I appreciate the art of the Jger in their observation and care for the land. For more on German hunting culture, this older article featured in Montana Outdoors in 2003 describes it better than I can.
Surviving is his wife, Margaret Carlson Rothen, whom he married at St. Peter Roman Catholic Church in Butler on April 19, 1997. Also surviving is a son, Hunter J. Rothen, at home; a brother, Eric G. Rothen and his wife, Mary, of Emlenton; two sisters, Carla S. Cratty and her husband, Doug, of Evans City and Amy Kaufman and her husband, Raymond, of Parker, as well as a number of nieces, nephews, cousins, great nieces and nephews, brothers-in-law and sisters-in-law.
A funeral Mass will be concelebrated at 11:00 a.m. on Wednesday, January 11, at St. Michael The Archangel Roman Catholic in Emlenton with the Rev. Robert Brugger, retired priest and the Rev. Johnathan Schmolt, pastoral administrator, officiating. Memorial contributions may be made to The Emlenton Ambulance Service, PO Box 346, Emlenton, PA 16373. Interment will be at St. Michael Cemetery, Emlenton. Funeral arrangements are under the direction of the Hile Funeral Home Inc., Emlenton. Condolences may be sent by visiting www.hilefh.com.
Tucked away in a hidden canyon in Cleveland National Forest, the hike to Holy Jim Falls is fun, easy, and great for families. The area recovering from the 2018 Holy Fire is still very lush and offers forest and tree cover not often found in Southern California. You'll hike up a gentle gradient along Holy Jim Creek and then turn off onto the Holy Jim Falls spur trail, which narrows as it approaches the falls.
The last 5 or so miles drive to the trailhead are on a dirt road, and it's best done with a higher-clearance vehicle, but I've seen sedans do it before. Just take it slow and beware of potholes. If a Prius can do it (it can), you can do it too.
You need a parking pass for the Cleveland National Forest. I use the affordable National Parks Pass, which gets me in every national park, national monument, and national forest. You can also use an (Southern California only) Adventure Pass, or buy a $5 day permit from the Trabuco General Store.
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View in CalTopo PDF Map GPX FileHow Will You Navigate?Using the Apple Watch for HikingGarmin Fenix 7 & Epix Review For HikersHow To Read a Topographic MapGarmin GPSMAP 67i ReviewHike BriefWhy is this area called Holy Jim Falls? Well, in the 1870s this area was popular with beekeepers, and there was one called James T. Smith, who evidently was a bit of an unsavory character. He earned the nicknames of "Cussin' Jim", "Lying Jim" and "Greasy Jim." To irritate him, his neighbors started calling him "Salvation Jim" or "Holy Jim." When government surveyors came through and asked who owned the land, Jim's clever friends said "Holy Jim," forever etching this joke into geographical history.
There's also some sad history at Holy Jim Canyon. It was here on January 5, 1908, that the last confirmed grizzly bear kill in California occurred. The California Grizzly adorns the state flag today, but they are extinct (in CA). It wasn't always that way. Grizzlies used to roam all of the lower areas of Cleveland National Forest up to the 1860s.The government put a bounty of $10 a head on the grizzly, and by the 1870s, they were mostly gone.
The hike to Holy Jim Falls is a nice, easy hike. If you want to hike to the top of Saddleback Mountain, it's a serious effort and best left to hikers with experience and fitness. Here's what's involved with the hike to Saddleback Mountain. These two hikes share the trail for a while, so you'll see signs for Saddleback / Santiago peak as well.
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Living on Vancouver Island, just getting to the Similkameen region of the province demanded a little organization. I managed to get a ride from Nanaimo to Victoria to meet Shane at the Schwarz Bay ferry terminal. Then, we were off to the mainland, where we would travel Highways 15, 1, and 3, on our way to Keremeos, which functions as the gateway to Cathedral Provincial Park. The milder temperatures of greater Victoria, by then, had been replaced by the intense heat of the Similkameen summer. Our destination, for the first evening, was one of the recreation sites in the Ashnola Valley, which we reached by early evening.
We awoke the next morning far earlier than necessary, but then, neither of us is the type to waste too much time in slumber that can be spent exploring! An early breakfast it was, then a drive up the valley to the operations base for Cathedral Lakes Lodge.
It was just a ten minute walk from the lodge to the Quiniscoe Lake Campground, where we would set up camp before hitting the trails. There were plenty of vacant spots to be had, and we were fortunate enough to get a couple at lakeside. Our plans for the day were never etched in stone, but the general idea was to do a relatively shorter hike on day one, and really, all we wanted was a chance to see some mountain goats!
In the heat of the day, we set out for the ridge, frequently distracted by the floral displays. The impressive stands of larch had us speculating on an autumn return, when all of those trees would be turning bright yellow! Shane was able to document many different wildflower species as we made our way along the route. Other than some relatively steep switchbacks when we began, the trail grade along the Rim Trail was reasonably forgiving. Temperatures had been expected to be in the low thirties in degrees Celsius, but clouds and smoke from fires to the north and east kept things quite comfortable.
Making our way into the valley below was an interesting experience, as the ground obviously held water most of the year, and gave the feeling of walking on a giant, springy sponge. That milder terrain soon gave way to loose rock and dirt, which finally led us to a meadow within sight of the forest. It seemed filled with Sitka Valerian, and the water we filtered from the creek there was delicious!
The breakfast that followed was a show in itself, with the goats cavorting about through the woods providing the entertainment. Even after two strong cups of coffee, I felt a little slower than usual that morning, but began to come alive once the caffeine kicked in. On this second day we planned to hike up to Glacier Lake and connect with the southern section of the Rim Trail. One of my goals for the day was to summit 2631 metre Grimface Mountain , so we knew we were in for a long haul!
Quite some time was spent in this paradise before we again set our sights toward the ridge, several hundred metres above. We could already make out several more herds of goats grazing happily and lounging about on the rocks above.
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