Above me, clear mountain water promenades over granite rocks and boulders, making a rushing-gurgling sound. The water splashes down, then bubbles back up fashioning a whirlpool-health-spa effect. The water tumbles…
If we go down into our hearts and listen quietly and for long enough, nature will provide her wisdom.
This time of year, the predawn morning yields stillness and a moment for contemplation.
Scene 4 – Scene 4, Back Home (Continuation of previous blog, Camp Utopia, Scene 3 - In Quest of Solitude) The camp dust has settled, and I consider our recent excursion on…
Scene 3 –In Questof Solitude (continuation of previous blog – Go with the Flow) Camp Buddy, back from his scouting ride, minus County Commissioner smile, informs that we are moving…
Scene 2 – Go with the Flow(a continuation of previous blog, Camp Utopia)I read somewhere years ago that Uncompahgre (pronounced un-come-paw-gray) is a Ute Indian word meaning Quiet. I google…
Scene 1 Desiring to access more remote areas of the western slope, Camp Buddy and I sell our camp trailer and get geared up for car camping. Camping without the…
The weather report on the cell phone reads a 60% chance of rain, today. Looking out the front door, the Grand Mesa is socked in, there are ominous-looking clouds everywhere,…
Spring rain storm renders cool temperatures this morning making for a delightful trek. A couple of days since the last trail visit and much has changed out here, though the…
It’s overcast and cool this evening and the air is remarkably calm. Low-lying topography on the trail is rife with white and pink sego lilies that have supplanted the faded…
