Macy’s and the Walnut Room

Every year at Christmastime we visit downtown Chicago to see the decorations. One of our annual stops is the Walnut Room at Macy’s where a giant tree is set up in the middle of the dining room (a tradition left over from when the store was Marshall Fields). We stand by the railing and look down on all the people eating in the restaurant.

Last year I decided that this year I would take my wife to the Walnut Room to eat. On five or six occasions over the past 10 months, I tried to make reservations but kept getting the message that it wasn’t time yet. Finally, in September I think, I got in, only to discover that there were very few slots remaining. I settled for 2:45 p.m. on a Thursday afternoon before Thanksgiving. I couldn’t find much information, but based on what I could discover from past years, I thought the tree would be up by that time.

We headed downtown on the train and walked to Macy’s, arriving about an hour before our reservations. This gave us time to view the Christmas window displays outside. The theme this year had something vaguely to do with planets.

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And two on the end that featured Peanuts.

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As we rode the escalator up through Macy’s, I saw a sign for Santa’s Wonderland. We hesitated before going in, but the woman at the entrance assured us it was OK. Once we got in, they tried, halfheartedly, to get us to have our picture taken with Santa, but we declined.

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We got to the Walnut Room about 15 minutes early and saw that it was perhaps 25% full. We were seated immediately, in the main section about 20 feet from the tree. In other words, there was no reason to make reservations on this day.

The light patterns on the ceiling and walls moved, and the theme changed through four designs while we ate.

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We ordered a cheese plate and chicken pot pies (the specialty). Both were OK, nothing special.

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The Frango Mint cheesecake we shared for dessert was very good.

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Three young women dressed as fairies were walking around the dining room visiting tables. One came up to us and gave us her fairy name and a long, involved story about how she works for Santa’s P.R. department and got him the role in Miracle on 34th Street. She seemed to be expecting us to be really impressed by this. She told us to watch for her name in the credits next time we watched the movie.

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She waved her wand over my wife’s head to grant a wish and then went her fairy way.

Another fairy who frequently broke out in song came by a few minutes later, but when we told her we’d already been visited, she went away. A third one then stopped by. I told her we’d already had our wishes granted and didn’t want to be greedy.

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She complimented us on this, but then launched into her fairy story — something about being Jack Frost’s daughter — but I distracted her by talking about the writing on the ceiling and she soon left.

It was a bit bizarre. I suppose they’re there to interact with kids, and when there are no tables with kids, they visit people like us. But I wasn’t really sure what the purpose was. My wife saw diners at another table put some money in a bag the singing fairy was carrying. But none of them was carrying a bag when they visited us, and I didn’t pick up any hints of wanting money. Nor am I sure what, exactly, I would have been giving them money for.

We went up a floor and looked down on the dining room from the balcony. As you can see, it was empty by this time. I asked and was told that reservations aren’t really needed before Thanksgiving.

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We stopped at the Frango store and bought some mints.

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And wandered about the store. It’s all crass consumerism, of course, but they do it well.

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And that was it. We walked back to the station and caught the train home. We had a very good time, and will probably do it again, but without the reservations and without the cheese plate.

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Officer’s Row

Fort Vancouver was a U.S. Army post from 1849 until 2011 when many of the barracks and other buildings became part of the National Park. In 1849, construction began on a row of houses on the ridge above the fort. These houses, used by Army officers, are still there, not part of the park proper, but included in a National Historic Reserve. Most of them are occupied by local businesses and organizations.

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The Howard House was built in 1878 for General Oliver Otis Howard who was Commander of the Department of the Columbia (covering Oregon, Washington, Alaska and parts of Idaho).

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The Grant House was built in 1849 and is the oldest remaining building on the post. It is named for Ulysses S. Grant, who was stationed here in 1852 as a Brevet Captain, but he never lived in the house. The house is now a restaurant, and I stopped in for lunch.

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My cheeseburger and chips were excellent, although I didn’t tarry long because I always feel a bit odd eating by myself at a fancy sit-down restaurant.

A short way up the street is the Marshall House, built in 1886. It replaced the Howard House as the residence of the Commander. The first resident was General John Gibbon, who rose to fame during the Civil War as the brigadier who led the Iron Brigade. He was also first on the scene after the Battle of the Little Big Horn.

Its most famous resident was General George C. Marshall who lived here with his wife Katherine and their daughter from 1936 to 1938. He was commanding a brigade at the fort and supervising the CCC camps in the region.

The first floor of the house is open for tours on the rare days when it isn’t rented out for a business meeting or wedding. An older gentleman met me at the door and took me about for free.

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All the fixtures in the house are original, but only two dining room chairs and some smaller pieces  of furniture belonged to the Marshalls.

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Marshall’s study (below). The room behind my guide is a bathroom. It was installed in what was once a closet when Madeleine Albright was Secretary of State. She visited the area and announced that she wanted to stay in the house. The bedrooms upstairs have all been turned into offices rented by local businesses, so they had to turn Marshall’s study into a bedroom. And then the Secret Service informed whoever owns the house that Albright had to have her own bathroom. So they scrambled and had one installed in the closet. That’s a degree of power and conceit that is foreign to me.

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The two chairs on either side of the desk belong to Marshall. (Not the rolling desk chair.)

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This picture was given to Marshall by the Japanese after World War II in appreciation for the Marshall Plan which enabled them to rebuild their country. The gold is gold flakes and the red is ruby flakes. The picture has its own alarm system.

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This was Marshall’s hat when he was a cadet at the Virginia Military Institute. He’s wearing it in the photo below (third from the left in the front row).

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Me holding the helmet Marshall wore during World War I.

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Bird #61c — Dark-Eyed Junco (Oregon)

junco hyemalis thurberi

Thursday, November 5, 2015

Fort Vancouver National Historic Site — Vancouver, Washington

There is a large English-style garden in front of the Hudson’s Bay stockade in the National Park. As I walked along the path that led past this garden, five or six Oregon Juncos were foraging in the grass and perching on the rails of the fence. At least two of them were males with dark heads that contrasted sharply with the pinkish-brown backs and sides.

I only had my cell phone with me, and so my photos are awful, but for the sake of documentation …

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Fort Vancouver National Historic Site

Nothing particularly amazing ever happened at Fort Vancouver, but the site has had a long and varied history.

I started my tour at the Pearson Air Museum, an old hangar for what used to be an Army air base — the oldest one still in use. The National Park Service has decided to use the hangar as a museum of early airplanes, but it’s rather sketchy. After having toured the Air Force Museum in Dayton, Ohio, recently, this one was pretty pathetic and I didn’t stay long.

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The two rangers on the left side of the photo were building a scale model of a very early airplane that was flown from the field.

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Near the hangar is a monument celebrating perhaps the most notable airplane-related event to occur at the field. In 1937, a Soviet Ant-25, carrying three crew members including pilot Valeri Chkalov, landed at the field after completing the first non-stop flight over the North Pole from Moscow.

I then headed to the reconstruction of the fort. The original fort was built in 1825 by the Hudson’s Bay Company to establish Britain’s claim to the Oregon territory also claimed by the United States. As American settlers entered the region, Dr. John McLoughlin, the chief factor, sold them supplies and even extended them credit. In 1846, the border between the United States and Canada was established at the 49th parallel. The Hudson’s Bay Company held out at the fort for a time, but moved away in 1860. Within a few years, the fort had disappeared due to fire and decay.  The site was excavated starting in 1947 and reconstruction began in 1966. About half the buildings that were inside the palisade have been rebuilt. A volunteer in the carpentry shop told me that the Hudson’s Bay company kept ridiculously-precise records of everything, so they know, not only where the buildings were and what they looked like, but how many barrels of supplies and containers of soap they had on had at any given time.

The Fort reminded me a lot of Fort William in Ontario, which was also a fur trading post.

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The chief factor’s residence

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The white building on the far right is the bake house, built into the wall because it provided bread for ships crews and others in addition to fort personnel.  Behind the chief factor’s house in the photos above and below can be seen the kitchen.

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Inside the kitchen (Just to show how seriously the National Park Service takes its reconstructions)

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The blacksmith shop and Indian trade shop/dispensary

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The building on the right is one of the several fur warehouses that were in the fort.

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The bastion, built mostly to fire salutes to ships arriving from other countries. Note the beaver weather vane (with a Starling on top)

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The view from the bastion.

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The carpentry shop on the left

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The carpentry shop and jail

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There were never any hostilities to speak of at the fort. Many of the workers and their families lived in small cabins west of the fort in a community called The Village. Two of the houses have been reconstructed.

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During World War I, the area was occupied by a huge spruce mill which cut Sitka Spruce trees into boards that were shipped overseas to America’s allies to make airplanes. Nothing remains of this operation except photos, one of which I found on a wall near the river.

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Within the boundaries of the National Park, there are also barracks and other buildings used by the Army during both world wars.

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I also stumbled upon this monument, celebrating the first visit by Japanese to United States soil.

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I followed a path across a bridge over a highway and down along the Columbia River. Along the way I saw this old apple tree, the oldest remaining tree from the area’s apple-growing past.

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Looking across the Columbia River into Portland, Oregon.

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Looking down on the fort and airfield from the bridge over the highway.

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Two views of the Columbia River from the bridge.

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Bird #472 — Cackling Goose

branta (to burn) hutchinsii (named for Thomas Hutchins, 1790 English attache of the Hudson’s Bay Company)

Thursday, February 5, 2015

Fort Vancouver National Historic Site — Vancouver, Washington

In 2004, it was determined that the four smallest subspecies of the Canada Goose were a separate species, called the Cackling Goose. It is primarily a western species, with only the occasional individual or small group showing up with Canada Geese in the eastern United States. I’d never seen one, in part, because I’d never thought it worth my while to scan each individual in the large flocks of geese I’ve seen. But when I found out I was going to Portland in November, I checked and saw that Cackling Geese were common in the area.

I intended to look for the goose near Salem on Wednesday and then tour Fort Vancouver on Thursday before flying home in the afternoon. But then I found out by boss would be with me and, at the last minute, decided not to take my binoculars or good camera on the trip.

Then on Thursday morning, I made a snap decision to drive about 20 miles north to Ridgefield National Wildlife Refuge and take a stab at seeing the goose with just my eyes and the camera on my phone. The wildlife loop at the refuge is only about three miles long. There were a lot of birds around. During the half hour it took me to make the loop, I saw

  • Northern Shoveler
  • American Coot
  • Red-winged Blackbird
  • Great Blue Heron
  • Northern Pintail
  • Green-winged Teal
  • Mallard
  • American Wigeon
  • Gadwall
  • Northern Harrier
  • Sandhill Crane
  • Red-tailed Hawk

Not a bad list for someone with no binoculars who never got out of the car. I also saw two flocks of geese, one of them quite large. But they were too far off for me to see any details. I figured they were probably Cackling Geese because their calls sounded higher-pitched than the calls of Canada Geese, and I found out later that that’s almost certainly what they were. But I couldn’t be sure, so I didn’t count them.

I drove south to Fort Vancouver on the Columbia River just across from the Portland Airport. And there, on the grass along the runway of Pearson Field next to the Pearson Air Museum in the park, was a flock of probably 500 geese.

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I walked slowly toward them for a better view, but they kept walking, or flying, off before I could get a great photo. They certainly seemed smaller to me, and their heads looked round and the bills stubby. I finally got some fairly good photos with my camera as part of the flock flew past.

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What I could see, along with my impression that the calls were different than those of Canada Geese, convinced me to count them as Cackling Geese. Especially since I was sure I could see a couple of individuals that were quite a bit larger (and, therefore, Canada Geese). But I wanted to be sure.

I walked down to the reconstruction of the old Hudson Bay Company Trading Post and asked the ranger in the cabin by the entrance if he knew about birds. He didn’t, but he called another ranger who did and put him on speaker phone.

I said, “I’m a serious birder out here on business. I didn’t realize I would have time to bird, so I didn’t bring my binoculars. I’m wondering about the flock of geese I saw in the field here. They seem to be very small and I want to know what the chances are that they are Cackling Geese.”

The guy said something like, “They’re Cackling Geese. 98% of the total population winters right here, from Puget Sound down to … (I forget where he said). In all my years of birding here, I think I’ve only seen Canada Geese maybe 10 times.”

I said I thought I’d seen a couple Canadas mixed in with the flock, and he said it was entirely possible, but that the bulk of them were Cackling Geese. I had my bird.

I toured the fort and wandered around the park. Around 2:00 p.m., I headed back to the car. The Cackling Geese were much further off, but the flock was also much larger, with probably 2,000 geese along the airport runway. Here’s just a tiny part of the total flock.

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