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Dancing with Lust and other Natural Disasters
I’m falling into a rhythm in my strange new home. My mornings are beauty and stillness. Wake up; watch the sunrise over the lake, diluted by city haze. Climb down, let Lost out of the electrical room I...
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It would be so easy to just turn around…
The endless highway drudges on, hypnotic, soporific. I catch myself struggling for consciousness, but I’m too stubborn to pull over. I’ve been on the road for hours and gotten nowhere – evacuation...
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The majesty of the mountains mocks our feeble attempts at shaping the earth;...
Like Santa Fe, all I knew about Denver was that it was called Denver. In deference to its surroundings I always imagined a low-slung town, fields leading away to the jagged mountainscape. Wandering...
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I walk this path for the first time again, doors opening as I reach for them
Road, onward, curves through more spectacular scenery. The trees Aspen is named for remind me I’m missing fall back home; golden leaves shimmering in the wind. I just keep passing places I feel I could...
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The bountiful wastelands
Barren. The landscape before me is apocalyptically empty en route to Moab. A flash of colour from a hill lures me to trek and discover a crafted flower and a jellyfish fossil. The wasteland undulates...
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Sublime
Today I reach the Grand Canyon. My usual indirect trajectory takes me through Horseshoe Bend, Vermillion Cliffs, Marble Canyon, damn impressive places to behold. With each new sight I am inspired and...
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Bittersweet
Wild creatures rise with the sun. I pack up my gear in near darkness, sit again to listen to the canyonwind lullaby, watch the sky lighten. I realize I want to spend weeks here. I need to spend weeks...
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If all your friends jumped off a 90 foot cliff…
First order of business in Page is to explore; it’s actually an interesting place to walk around. While chatting with Ron, owner of a local coffee shop, I ask about The Steps, a hike Korey told me...
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The best paths, like the best stories, are discovered for oneself
I’m done in Page. Strike gold in the breakfast buffet – today they have a bacon tray. And I’m off. From the desert rise strange forms and images to occupy my mind with questions as I ride towards...
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Stop motion living
I’m staying at Entre Amigos, a beautiful name for a lonely place on the edge of town. Peanuts, squash, lemons and grapefruits all grow abundantly in the orchard where my hammock is strung up. My only...
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