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As a child, it was one of my greatest delights to visit my grandparents in the spring when the whip-poor-wills began to call. Grandma and Grandpa lived in a remote valley of the Ozark Mountains where there were trees a plenty, and, seemingly, a whip-poor-will, or two, in each one.
My grandmother insisted that a whip-poor-will's call was not "whip-poor-will," but instead, "chip-butter-white-oak." I would listen really hard trying to hear it exactly as she said it was, but all I could hear was "whip-poor-will, whip-poor-will,..." But, I never let on to her.
I remember my grandpa watching and listening, with an amused look on his face, to one of these listening sessions. Shortly after that he began to call me, just for fun, "Chip Butter." It is a name I am proud to wear for I still love to hear that long, lonesome call on a warm summer's eve. And, sometimes, when I listen really, really hard, it seems I can hear quite clearly, "chip-butter-white-oak, chip-butter-white-oak..."

Thursday, June 12, 2014

The Chip Butter Trail...

The word "trail" has always held a fascination for me.  Webster defines the word as being "a track made by passage through a wilderness; a beaten path; a marked path through a forest or mountainous region."  Now, that's enough to stir the imagination, for sure.  How can one imagine the beginning of a trail without wondering about the end of the trail?  And, what of the happenings along the trail?  Ahh, there you have it...a story to be told.

The great western writer, Louis L'Amour used trails in his writings so effectively in telling his stories of the taming of a new land, and of the people who traveled many trails in doing so.  He even used  the word, "Trail," or "Path" in the titles of several of his well-known books.  ~Trail to Seven Pines, The Proven Trail, Crossfire Trail, Cherokee Trail, Ride the Dark Trail, Kiowa Trail, The Warrior's Path...~

A well-known trail here in the Ozarks is The Ozark Highlands Trail, which roams 218 miles through parts of seven counties in northwest Arkansas.  It stretches from Lake Fort Smith State Park, across the Ozark National Forest, to the Buffalo National River.  The trail passes through some of the most remote and scenic portions of the Ozark Mountains, such as the Hurricane Creek Wilderness Area.  If only I were a little younger...

Then, there is a newly created trail right at my own back doorwhich came about when Nell and I  were walking this trail late one day and found ourselves being serenaded  by whip-poor-wills, one here, another over there...back and forth..."whip-poor-will, whip-poor-will...,"  or is it "chip-butter-white-oak, chip-butter-white-oak...?"  Well, no matter, from this time on, this trail will be known around here as The Chip Butter Trail.

Google Earth helped me with this rough sketch. 

The climb up...

And up...(with Nell)

Almost to the top... (Nell is panting)

Along the trail earlier this spring...

Another earlier spring picture from the trail...
The Upper Pond (a favorite stop for both Nell and me)...



  1. A beautiful trail to walk! Peacefulness, and beauty. Good for the heart as well as the soul. Thanks for sharing.

  2. I'm very impressed by your trail! No rocks to stumble over, beautiful green on either side; just don't forget to shut the gate :)

  3. I love your trail! Such a beautiful place to enjoy the world around you!

  4. Breath taking photos, Mary. Thank you for sharing the beauty of your home.

  5. You have a special trail indeed. The hubs spent 4 days hiking along the Buffalo a few years ago, he says it's beautiful!

  6. You sure have a beautiful place to walk. I know it is peaceful and does you a lot of good to make that walk. I think the lake would be my favorite place too.

  7. Beautiful and reminds me of the path through my woods.
    It has not been used this Spring and in need of cleaning
    some branches off of it.
    Enjoy your pictures
    so very much...