Kay Wade
Lunchtime No one wants to see the national symbol flail. Or do they? We watch it happen this week on Lake Jocassee: a mature bald eagle flailing its way to shore. The bird’s powerful wings reach forward, row back, reach forward, row back: a perfectly executed butterflystroke. Its tail—white as snow—is held above water and…
Sheryl White
After an early morning shuttle up lake to drop a couple of hikers at the Horsepasture Bridge Access to the Foothills Trail, I contently sat listening to the river and birds singing as the morning sun warmed me. Finishing my coffee, I made my way back to the dock to pick up another group for…
Kay Wade
They’ve been underground since 2011. That year, vertical slits cut into slender tree twigs were tell-tale signs of where Magicicada females had laid their eggs. Eventurally, eggs hatched, tiny nymph cicadas dropped and burrowed through decomposing leaves, and for the past thirteen years they’ve lived in the ground, slowly, slowly, growing. Soon, maybe today, nature…
Brooks Wade
The Wonder Benches. There are two of them at Devils Fork State Park, thanks to the generosity of Friends of Jocassee. One faces out on the lake from the day use area, the other just above the working dock. Both are perfectly good places to plant oneself and just take in the wonder of Jocassee….
Kay Wade
She senses us from a distance, squats into the grassy field, but a bird the size of a turkey hen can hardly disappear in shorn grass. We stop, watch quietly. She stands tall again. Within seconds a fluffy ball of baby turkey appears behind her. And then another, and another, until seven baby turkeys follow…
Sheryl White
Each morning, before leaving the dock, I double check my weather app & Duke’s lake levels site just to be as certain as possible about the forecast for the day and what shoals to watch for. Feeling fairly confident the predicted storms would start after we finished our tours, we set out in search of adventure. Before…
Kay Wade
Strong storms in the southeast are not uncommon in May, but strong storms on the sun that can be seen in the southeast… well, that’s definitely not common. A week of thunder and lightning, of hail and downed trees and tornados gave way to a clear, bright sky on Friday evening. Upstate SC observed a…
Kerry McKenzie
This week, I had a serious case of FOMO – Fear Of Missing Out. After 5 years of leading the Jocassee Wild Child (JWC) Adventures, I stood on the dock, helped untie the boat lines and watched the kids and their awesome guides wave back at me, saying “bye, see you later!” It took everything…
Kay Wade
Everything changes. This week change comes to this newsletter, after eleven years, seven months, and a few days. That equals 582 weeks of the Blue Wall Weekly. The first two editions crashed and did not go public; the third edition did not display graphics. In January of 2017 our mailing list was hacked and our…
Brooks Wade
MUDDY KIDS. ROUGH-WINGED SWALLOWS. It must be spring on Jocassee. What a lovely Tuesday morning it was, as we waited for a small herd of young’uns from Powdersville Elementary to arrive. The Devils Fork basin was full of hooting loons and Bonaparte’s gulls, just when I thought spring loon migration was done. And northern rough-winged…
Kay Wade
FLOWERS Hard though it may to describe a scent, than comparing…
A Deeper Look
A Deeper Look! Part of the interface between South Carolina piedmont and southern Blue Ridge Escarpment is enclosed within a little-known tract of land called the Jocassee Gorges. Only a couple of highways penetrate this land, and the best access is from Lake Jocassee, which nestles into the folds of the mountains at 1100’ above…