mercredi 31 juillet 2019

Gỗ Sồi Mỹ Có Những Gì Đặc Sắc

Hiện nay, nhu cầu sử dụng gỗ sồi ngày càng tăng lên trong những năm gần đây. Trong đó thì gỗ sồi mỹ đang được biết đến và sử dụng nhiều trong sản xuất hiện nay. Tuy nhiên khách hàng sử dụng nhiều như vậy nhưng vẫn có thể hiểu hết những đặc điểm cũng như những giá trị mà loại gỗ này mang lại.

Vậy hôm nay TIGERWOOD ở đây chia sẻ những thông tin về gỗ sồi mỹ cũng như những ứng dụng của loại gỗ này trong sản xuất.
Kết thúc gỗ sồi có một hạt gỗ hình núi đặc biệt
Bề mặt cảm ứng có kết cấu tốt. Nó có độ dẻo dai tuyệt vời và có thể được xử lý thành các hình dạng cong khác nhau theo nhu cầu.
Gỗ sồi Mỹ có kết cấu cứng và cứng, cấu trúc dày, kết cấu nhẹ và thanh lịch, độ bền cơ học cao và chống mài mòn, nhưng gỗ không dễ khô và cưa và cắt.

Như vậy ứng dụng của Gỗ Sồi Mỹ là những gì ?
Một số lượng lớn gỗ sồi được sử dụng trong vật liệu trang trí, vật liệu nội thất, thiết bị thể thao, vật liệu đóng tàu, vật liệu xe, vật liệu sàn, và những thứ tương tự. Những cây sồi được trồng ở vùng khí hậu lạnh có tiềm năng tốt để làm thùng rượu. Do là gỗ trồng ở những vùng khí hậu lạnh, vì vậy gỗ sồi cao cấp vẫn cần nhập khẩu từ nước ngoài.

Nó khá đẹp. Cao cấp, thích hợp để làm đồ nội thất theo phong cách châu Âu.

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opalescent river

Anyone have information on water levels Newcomb area? Thanks.


Chuck Keiper West Loop, Sproul State Forest, PA 4/4 - 4/7/19


With the success of last Spring's Alternative Duck Hole Trip on the Chuck Keiper East Loop, the cadre of die hard Duck Hole fans was determined to make another spring trip work again this year. The location was obvious- we'd return to complete the entire 53 mile Chuck Keiper Trail by hiking the 31.5 mile Chuck Keiper West Loop. Holding the trip a month later (early April as opposed to early March) promised us longer days to cover more miles, allowing us to hike 30+ in the same time it took us to cover just over 20 the previous year. And with the warmer weather we were practically guaranteed to avoid conditions like the snow we'd encountered the year prior (or so we thought). A flurry of emails in the weeks leading up to the trip allowed us to iron out the details- our itinerary, who was coming (the same crew of Jackson, Sam, Bryan, and Sawyer, plus a newcomer- Jared), and build excitement for the trip.


As is typical with a group of different folks arriving from diverse directions, our rendezvous plans were a bit... convoluted. We again selected a 3 day, 2 night itinerary, starting and ending once again at the East Branch Swamp trailhead on the connector trail that divides the full CKT into the East and West Loops. Bryan and I elected to arrive a day early and camp out about a mile in on the East Branch Trail in a moderately-large site just south of Coon Run Road- exactly as we'd done the previous year.

And so Thursday night saw me arriving at the trailhead, packing up, and setting out in the dark to meet up with Bryan in camp. I'd remembered how muddy the East Branch Trail was the prior year- and had also read that the Little Beaver Trail, which provides an alternate route around East Branch Swamp, was hard to follow but dry. Dry sounded pretty good, so set out in search of the Little Beaver Trail.

Suffice to say, the comments about the Little Beaver Trail being hard to follow weren't wrong. No tread of this trail exists, and even many of the painted yellow blazes that mark it are faded. Following this trail in the daylight would be a significant navigational challenge. To follow it in the dark, as I was, demanded every bit of attention I had to give. Several times I was ready to give up and just shoot a compass bearing and bushwhack south to Coon Run Road- and each time I managed to find another faint blaze that set me on the path. (Still worth it to keep my boots dry, though.)

Eventually, I wandered into camp where I found Bryan. He'd carried in a group tarp, and as rain was in the forecast for the evening, he'd pitched it over his tent. I found enough room under the tarp for my tent next to him, and soon I was turned in for the evening as well.


Rain started not long after I crawled into my sleeping bag. I was certainly glad to be warm and dry and snug in my tent, under a ginormous tarp.

Around 3:00 in the morning I woke up to a sound that was definitely not rain- sleet and snow were hitting the tarp overhead. I'd known that the temperature was forecast to drop quite low and anticipated that we might see snow, but I still groaned inwardly a bit at the thought. In any case, we were well prepared and it'd take more than a few inches of the white stuff to stop us, so I rolled over and went back to sleep.

After daylight dawned, we woke up to veritable Winter wonderland.


We had a little bit of time to wait for our first companion to arrive- Jared was set to join us sometime that morning- so we leisurely broke down camp and ate breakfast. The remainder of our group- Sam and Sawyer- weren't able to arrive until late in the afternoon and so would be playing sweep, following in our tracks. Our agreed upon destination for Friday night- a campsite somewhere on West Branch, 9 miles of hiking across relatively level terrain away- would allow them to follow in our wake and thus complete the entire trail without having to traverse epic miles in the dark.

Soon, Jared had arrived amidst a swirling flurry of snow flakes, and we were ready to set out for the day.


Apart from being longer, the Chuck Keiper West Loop is almost a perfect mirror-image of the East Loop. The south half, which we'd be traversing first as we were hiking the loop CW, was characterized by shallow drainages, with level or gently undulating terrain and few significant climbs along the way. The north half, in contrast, contains multiple deep valleys, with climbs frequently approaching (and a couple even exceeding) 1,000 feet of elevation gain. If the south half of the West Loop were anything like what we'd experienced on the East Loop prior, we'd be hiking through a lot of open forest on easy trails, able to make good time.

For the most part this was accurate. For the most part. The trail was generally well marked, and usually well maintained, but there were a few challenges along the way. The "obvious" path lead us to mistakenly cross Swamp Branch too soon- and we lost some time here until we re-crossed the stream and found the correct route (and the correct crossing, a well-built branch some distance upstream).




Open forest between Swamp Branch and Penrose Road provided nice scenery as we hiked along.


The trail got brushy between Penrose and Hicks Roads. At one point, one of my companions even remarked, "is this trail maintained by a vertically-challenged person?" Indeed, there were a large number of branches growing out into the trail, perfectly at head height, forcing us to repeatedly duck, dodge, or walk around them. We also missed a turn and briefly lost the trail again just before the Hicks Road crossing.




Despite the setbacks, however, we found ourselves starting down into the West Branch drainage with plenty of daylight remaining. Prior research had promised us 2 nice sites on the downstream end of the trail section that follows West Branch, and we'd elected to spend Friday night at one of these sites. Finding the sites themselves proved to be a slight challenge- we found a bridge across West Branch, which we'd initially assumed lead to one of the sites, but it turned out both sites were in fact still some distance downstream. We selected the site that was more downstream of the two, as it had plenty of room for our full group, and starting setting up camp. The snow had turned to light rain during the day, and now the precipitation was tapering off entirely.






Sam and Sawyer showed up in camp just before midnight, along with a four-legged companion, Maya. Before turning in, I quizzed them on their experience- they'd made some of the same navigational mistakes as we had, but by following our tracks they were more quickly able to set themselves right than we had. They also indicated that they'd been smelling the smoke from our campfire ever since they'd started down the West Branch drainage, about a mile back up the trail. "It was like a beacon of light and warmth guiding us to the campsite."

Even though our planned campsite for Saturday night- Burns Run- was some 14 miles away, with some substantial uphills along the way, we still took time for a somewhat relaxed morning in camp. Many of us hadn't seen in other in person for ~6 months, so there was some catching up in order as we ate breakfast and broke down camp.


It also didn't take long for recreational beverages to make an appearance alongside breakfast.


Maya waited very patiently for us to pack up, even though she was by far the most excited member of our party to get moving.


And after some morning stretches, we donned our packs and set off.


Our day started out with a mild climb up towards De Haas Road. A short distance before crossing the road, we crossed a pipeline ROW- and got temporarily confused here by orange blazes running along the ROW. It turns out that PA snowmobile trails are also marked with orange blazes, just like the official State Forest hiking trails- and one such trail follows the ROW here. A quick consultation with the map revealed our mistake and soon we were back on the right path.


After crossing De Haas, the CKT turned south along an old logging railroad grade into the Eddy Lick Run drainage amidst stands of impressively-sized white pine. The snow had been melting all throughout the night and morning, and indeed by now there was little of it left.


Eddy Lick Run itself was crossed on another impressive bridge. There was a nice campsite on the far side that we'd initially considered spending a night at when originally formulating our itinerary- and it turned out it was just as well that we'd chosen not to do so. Despite being nice, the site was rather small.




The next several miles of trail provided us with more pleasant hiking along a gentle uphill grade on another old logging railroad bed. We passed a few more small but nice campsites along the way, as well as the remains of a splash dam, and some nice stretches of creek with scenic riffles and cascades. This was a very pretty stretch of trail.










Our original intent had been to break for lunch near Yost Run Falls, which lay partway down the next drainage along (you guessed it) Yost Run. However, while crossing PA 144 at the height of land between Eddy Lick and Yost Runs, the warmth of the sun amid open hardwoods still without leaves was too much to resist. Soon, wet gear and clothes alike were spread out near the PA 144 parking area to dry while we relaxed and soaked up the sunlight and ate lunch.


With lunch in our bellies and our gear (mostly) dried out, we felt renewed vigor as we started down into the Yost Run drainage. Not far from the height of land we passed Yost Run Falls, a small but very scenic waterfall.


The rest of the Yost Run drainage had it's moments- cascades here and there, and a few small (and infrequently used) but otherwise nice campsites spread out along the trail. The trail itself, however, left a bit to be desired. As with the Boggs Run section of the East Loop we'd traversed the previous year, the Yost Run stretch of trail appeared to have been extensively re-routed at some point in the not-too-distant past, from the bottom of the hollow to lengthy side hilling sections midway up the side slope. Not only was there a distinct lack of any significant bench dug into the hillside to facilitate traversing the side slope, it was also clear that we were the first group to hike the trail since leaf fall in Autumn. What little tread there was on the steep slopes was buried deep beneath slippery leaves, which at times were knee deep. It wasn't long before our ankles started letting us know that we were to pay the price for traversing such a steep side hill, and the occasional slip on the leaves sent members of our party sliding down the hill (and no doubt incurring a few light bruises in the process). Some significant work is sorely needed on this stretch of trail to bring it up to even any sort of minimum standard for trail maintenance.




Continued in next post...


South Taconic Range, MA/CT/NY, 7/9 - 7/12/18

Author's note: This is another long overdue trip report. I've wanted to share this for a while now as this was a phenomenal trip in an area that I think largely gets overlooked by the northeast hiking crowd in favor of the Catskills, Adirondacks, White Mountains, etc. I've finally just now gotten my act together and finished the writing the trip report! Enjoy!

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For several years, I've had my eyes on the South Taconics as a backpacking destination. A random glance at a map some time ago revealed that a ~30 mile loop was possible in this area, nearly entirely on trail. To close the loop would necessitate a few miles of bushwhacking or road walking. Along the way, the trail would traverse multiple peaks, some with views (or so the map claimed), and one state high point (Connecticut).

The route would start at Jug End on the Appalachian Trail in Massachusetts, traverse south almost to Bear Mountain in Connecticut, cut west over Mt. Frissell to the tri-state corner (where NY, MA, and CT all meet), then follow the South Taconic Trail northward along the Massachusetts/New York border to Catamount Ski Area. A few miles of road walking along Route 23 and Jug End Road would close off the loop. While camping along these trails was permitted in designated sites only, multiple options existed- Glen Brook Shelter and tenting area, Hemlock Shelter, Race Brook Falls tenting area, Laurel Ridge tenting area (built to replace the closed Bear Rock Falls tenting area), Sage's Ravine tenting area, Ashley Hill tenting area, and even cabins at AMC's northwest camp and on Alander Mountain. Side trips were possible further south along the Appalachian Trail, over Bear Mountain and further into Connecticut, for additional distance.

After years of glancing at the map every so often and coming up with tentative itineraries, yet little effort towards putting them into action on my part (who ever thinks of the South Taconics when listing "must visit" backpacking destinations in the northeast?), I finally took advantage of some time off and set out to traverse the area. And got to see what I'd been missing all along.

I was lucky enough to neither have to road walk nor bushwhack the missing link in the loop- I was dropped off at the Jug End trailhead on the AT, with plains for a pick up at the base of the Catamount ski area 4 days hence. I was armed with the latest edition of the NY-NJ Trail Conference's South Taconics Map, a greatly updated and expanded version that provides great coverage of the area. After waving goodbye to my ride, I was off.

A sustained and moderately rugged climb over half a mile brought me to Jug End, a prominence at the end of the ridge I'd be following for the next day or so. Here, I was treated to several views towards the north- one from the Appalachian Trail itself, and another accessed via a short but obvious side trail that lead through a nice stand of pitch pine to a rocky outcrop.





From here, the trail traversed Mt. Bushnell as it continued south. The grade eased a bit (although was still moderately rugged in a few spots), and I was treated to several more decent views along the way. A couple I passed that were hiking in the opposite direction indicated that they'd seen 2 bears about 5 minutes further up the trail- I kept my eyes peeled but saw no sign of them.

Early afternoon found me arriving at my destination of the evening- the Glen Brook Shelter. The shelter and associated tenting area were empty when I arrived. I briefly contemplated setting up in the shelter- but assumed that it was likely to fill to capacity as other groups arrived for the evening. I instead selected one of the nearby tent platforms, and as it was a nice day with zero chance of ran that evening, set up only the bug net portion of my tent.





After setting up camp, I also wandered about 5 minutes further down the AT to the nearby Hemlock Shelter to check it out. The Glen Brook Shelter is nice enough, but the Hemlock Shelter has it beat- bunks, a loft, and a sheltered picnic table.



Several groups had shown up by the time I returned to my tent at the Glen Brook tenting area. I was correct about the shelter filling up- in fact, a summer camp group was in the process of claiming the entire shelter when I got back. Another summer camp group was setting up their tents nearby, and as the afternoon progressed, several thru- and section hikers traversing the AT showed up as well. I had a pleasant chat with a thru-hiker while cooking dinner. The camp groups were a bit on the larger side (and definitely not in compliance with the 10 person group size limit for the area), but were quiet regardless. I was in bed and even asleep before dark.

My planned itinerary for Day #2 was not particularly intense, so my morning in camp was a bit leisurely. The thru-hike I'd chatted with the evening before was long gone by the time I crawled out of my tent at 8 AM. Before long, though, I was on the trail, again headed south on the AT. Not far from the Glen Brook Shelter, I took a short detour to check out Guilder Pond- the only body of water of any considerable size that I would pass on the entire trip.



Not far beyond Guilder Pond, I started another moderately rugged ascent up Mt. Everett. A stone shelter part way up the peak provided shelter- if only temporary (there were conspicuous "no camping" signs adorning it)- as well as decent views. The climb to the summit went quickly and easily, and there I found the foundation of a former fire tower (removed about 10-15 years ago after it became unsafe), and OK views. The summit was a bit grown in but glimpses of far off peaks were to be had nonetheless.





From the summit of Mt. Evertt, the AT descended through areas of exposed bedrock (some with wooden steps bolted to the rock to aid in traversing) to a junction with the Race Brook Falls Trail. Here I decided to take a short detour down this side trail to check out the Race Brook tenting area. This was a nice spot for tenting (with 3 platforms and a separate group tenting area, plus room for a few more tents here and there), and it appeared to get relatively little use compared to the shelter sites I've stayed at the night before. I suspect that the even short distance of side hiking off the AT it takes to access this tenting area probably discourages a lot of thru-hikers especially from using it.

After a quick stroll back to the AT, I was again headed south and ascending Mt. Race. Another moderately rugged climb brought me to the summit, where I was able to get some nice views over the scrub pines interspersed among the rocky outcrops.



Beyond the summit of Mt. Race, the AT descends gradually along a southward-sloping ridge. The map promised more views along the way, but I was not prepared for what the trail had in store- nearly a half mile of open ridge hiking, through rock outcrops interspersed with patches of grass, and non-stop views to the east. I had no idea that any stretch of trail like this existed in the northeast outside of the Adirondacks and the Whites... much less existed in Massachusetts.







All good things must end, of course, and eventually the trail meandered back into the forest where it continued to lose elevation. Before long, I was crossing Bear Rock Stream, above Bear Rock Falls. There used to be a tenting area here, but it was closed by MA DCR and replaced with a newer tenting area a bit further south at Laurel Ridge. I briefly detoured downstream to try to get a glimpse of the falls, but it was soon obvious that trying to scramble down to view the full falls would be dangerous- with likely very little pay off for it. I did get a nice shot of cascades on the upper most reaches of the falls, however.


The Laurel Ridge tenting area was maybe 10 minutes south of the falls. I did stop in quickly enough to check out the map posted at the entrance to the tenting area- 6 individual tent sites plus a group tenting area. Campfires are also not permitted at the Laurel Ridge tenting area.

South of Laurel Ridge, the AT meanders into Sage's Ravine. Here, a moderately deep ravine combined with the shade of hemlocks overhead results in a etheral experience. A small stream cascades down over, under, and around moss-covered outcrops of rock. Sage's Ravine apparently is popular at times (and there's been issues with overuse and damage due to users leaving the trail and climbing through fragile vegetation), but on the day I passed through it was quiet and serene, with no lack of solitude.





My destination for the evening, the Sage's Ravine tenting area, lay at the head of the ravine. I arrived to find it mostly empty, apart from a couple of summer camp groups. With 8 tent sites plus a group tenting area, though, there were plenty of unoccupied sites to choose from. I selected a nice site on the uphill side of the tenting area, with a tent platform. As with Laurel Ridge, fires are prohibited at Sage's Ravine. Sage's Ravine is also home to a caretaker in season, but I was there mid-week and it must've been the caretaker's days off- I never saw any sign of them.



It was still early afternoon after I'd finished setting up camp, so I decided to stash my food in one of the bear bins at the tenting area, pack a quick day pack, and head south a bit further on the AT to check out the Bear Mountain area. I would be deviating away from the AT first thing in the morning, and wouldn't have the opportunity to climb Bear Mountain otherwise. Another moderately rocky climb through more pitch pine forest brought me to the summit- where the remains of a stone tower or monument of some sort provided decent views of the surrounding mountains and valleys.







Rather than retrace my steps directly to Sage's Ravine, I decided to continue south along the AT and loop back northward around Bear Mountain by way of the Paradise Lane Trail. Not far off the summit, I found an American chestnut growing along side the trail.


Following the Paradise Lane Trail allowed me to also check out the Paradise Lane tenting area. This is a spot with 3 larger tent sites that are reserved for exclusive use by larger groups associated with some sort of organization (scout groups, summer camps, etc.). As with all other backcountry tenting areas in CT, campfires are prohibited here. An overlook adjacent to the tenting area provided excellent views to the southeast.



The Paradise Lane Trail itself was a pleasant stroll through hardwood forests, with a few open areas along the way.



Before long, I was back in camp, cooking dinner and preparing to turn in for the evening. Nightfall brought with it another warm evening- comfortably so.

The next morning was another leisurely one, and it wasn't until about 9:30 that I was finally packed up and setting out for the day. After a few minutes of following the AT south, I reached Northwest Road, an old woods road. Here, I turned west and departed the AT. Not far from the East Street trailhead, I passed the AMC's Northwest Cabin- a cabin that is available to the public for rent. It sleeps 6 people inside, with room for an additional 4 outside on tent platforms.



After a brief bit of road walking along East Street, I re-entered the woods and started a short climb up Round Mountain. The summit was quickly reached, and was open and rocky, with excellent views all around.





From Round Mountain, the trail dropped to a narrow col, and then began a rocky scramble up Mt. Frissell. The summit of Mt. Frissell was obvious but also heavily wooded with no views. The trail continued south off the summit, arriving at a vantage point at a location of some geographical interest- the highest point in the entire State of Connecticut. The CT high point is an oddity in that it is the only state high point that is not also as summit- as it is located on the side of Mt. Frissell, and the mountain continues upwards into MA with the summit located squarely within that state.





After pausing for a few moments to take in the view at the high point, I continued westward on the trail. Not far from the high point, the trail passes yet another geographical oddity- the tri-state corner, where NY, CT, and MA all meet at a single location.



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