Posted on May 13, 2013
Grand Canyon, late April
“Tragically the other young woman who was going for this milestone achievement, a friend of Kristen’s, slipped on a steep slope of loose rock and fell to her death.”
Arid, spiny and angular.
Were I to try three main qualities for distinguishing the West from the East, I’d likely choose aridity, spininess and angularity. ...
Posted on May 11, 2013
Big Place Holds Small Wonders and Shared Stories
Enigmatic micro-flora and fauna are themes of Day 1 of our hike across Grand Canyon. Two weeks ago on the GTS (Grand Canyon River Guides, Guides Training Seminar) raft trip down part of the Colorado River, we’d been thrilled with sights of some of the Canyon’s charismatic megafauna; ...
Posted on May 9, 2013
May 9, 2013
Blog Interlude:Â Farewell to Peter
Peter Warshall (pictured second from left) passed away in late April, finally yielding to an incurable cancer, peaceably resting at his southern Arizona mountain home with family members. The world would seem dimmer with his passing but for the wealth of wisdom, knowledge, and goodwill he passed on to ...
Posted on May 6, 2013
Grand Canyon River, early April
“Chelsea, knowing me even less well than did the others, let me row Kanab Creek rapids, but looked a bit startled when I admitted as we entered the rough water that my extensive rowing experience was entirely on flat lakes.”
If wildlands conservationists and outdoor recreationists would unite, we could be an ...
Posted on May 2, 2013
Along Route 260, central Arizona, Early April
“If you have one word for a young engineering graduate these days, moreover, it might be culverts.”Â
Norris Dodd is proof that one person can make an enormous difference. Norris Dodd is proof that government officials can do good. Like Carolyn Campbell of Coalition for Sonoran Desert Protection (blog 16), Norris ...
Posted on April 28, 2013
Blue Range Wilderness, NM, and Blue Range Primitive Area, AZ, Late March
Camped alone in Blue Range Primitive Area, eastern Arizona, I finally heard a sure wolf howl. We’d seen tracks and scat of Lobo in the Gila Wilderness and heard various canine songs and calls; but this was the first definite Mexican wolf howl I’d ...
Posted on April 26, 2013
Gila Wilderness, western New Mexico, Â Late March 2013
 “On the hike out, fresh tracks were superimposed on my boot prints of last night – puma! Likely this bigger cat had quietly watched as I strode by in the moonlight…”
I needn’t have carried in the milk and honey. This land already had them aplenty. A stroll through ...
Posted on April 22, 2013
Gila Lower Box, southwest New Mexico, mid March
“Spines of New Mexico locust trees were unavoidable the last 50 feet down, and I reckon that descent added at least a year of wear and tear to my pack and skin.”
I could either stay in the narrow canyon and brave the shockingly cold deep waters of the ...
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