Monday, June 24, 2013
Unfortunately I started out the Cassidy Arch hike a little too late in the morning. I had plenty of water, but only took an apple as a snack. I figured it wouldn't take me that long. What I didn't realize until beginning the hike was that it wasn't 4.5 miles round trip, it was 4.5 miles to the arch and 4.5 back to the starting point. Ugh! I was determined once I got started. It was a beautiful trail with slick rock and red rock and amazing views. I met a foreign couple on the way sitting underneath a large shaded rock. So far they were the only people I met on the trail until another trail from the campground combined with my path. About two miles into the hike I met up with five German students and was invited to join the remainder of the hike with them. It was refreshing to hear their comments of excitement regarding the environment around us. Sometimes I take for granted the extreme beauty surrounding me everyday. My photos are only a mere peek at what my eyes can describe to you. I recommend experiencing the grandeur with your own eyes.
Needless to say once I joined the Germans the remainder of the hike went quickly to the arch.
I would do this hike again, but definitely get a much earlier start or begin in the early evening. By the time I got back to the trailer I was feeling ill. The heat, sun and lack of food in my stomach was finally taking its toll. I have proof behind the trailer where I upchucked some little red, yellow and orange peppers I tried to eat. It looked like colorful confetti spewing out of my mouth. Once that happened my stomach finally calmed down. Let's just say I will be much better prepared the next time I tackle a long hike.
These guys are going to be used as pack goats for long hiking trips into the wilderness.
Sunday, June 23, 2013
Thursday, June 20, 2013
There are little white lights in the trailer. I like the ambiance it creates. The greenhouse is next door and it also has an abundance of white lights to keep the baby chicks happy at night.
Tonight there are dogs howling outside, at least I think they are dogs. One howler seems to be stuck on one continuous note like a broken record.
Last night the trailer got pretty cold. Unfortunately I did not have my socks handy and so my feet got bitterly cold which made for an uncomfortable night. Needless to say I have my socks on and a small blanket at the foot of my sleeping bag. Tonight I am prepared.
Tuesday, June 18, 2013
Sunday, June 16, 2013
Trailer Talk Update:
The first couple of nights in the trailer took some getting used to. I had to convince myself that no zombies were shuffling around outside, and if they were I was in no position to escape from inside this metal box. Of course it's just a quick two large jumps to the back door of the house, but then there's the screen door...aaah, every second counts. The first night if it wasn't the thought of zombies, it was a more eminent threat of mountain lions. Could one be lurking nearby? Fortunately there's Stegner, the family dog. He will hopefully protect me or at least give a warning bark. In the meantime I'll keep to clapping my hands as I hastily walk the 10 feet from back door of house to trailer door. Oh, but I forgot to mention the wind; or should I say mini-tornado. The wind is fierce and strong. The chair sitting outside of the trailer was blown off the porch. I do like the breeze though, it cools things down. And, at night, once I'm tucked into bed, I'll put in my earplugs and have the wind rock me to sleep. "If the trailer's a-rockin' don't come-a-knockin".
I've always wanted to say that.