There’s something different about Zion National Park, something obvious and fundamental, something so simple that when you first encounter it you might not even notice. Like a magician’s trick your eye is drawn to the canyon’s towering walls and breathtaking beauty, while right under your nose hides a difference that shapes your experience of this sacred space more than the natural beauty ever could. Crowded into a shuttle with 50 other tourists, you might not be able to pick out exactly what it is that makes this place so special, but when a small group of cyclists cruises past as you step out to take in the awesomeness of the Big Bend, there’s a twinge of recognition. The difference? There are no cars.
People love lists and why shouldn’t they. If we want to make a decision about something we need some concrete facts, plus, when you write stuff down with numbers next to it, it looks orderly and scientific, so it must be reputable! If you’re already on the fence, here ya go, this should pull you over one way or the other.
I haven’t been cycling in months. Although this might come as some sort of sad irony in light of this blog being born from bicycle-powered adventure, I’m not really that broken up about it. Sure, I miss the bike, and those long warm rides in the mountains, but I miss it like I miss asparagus or basil, those ephemeral staples of spring and summer that might be short lived, but they have a time, and will be back next season. For now I’m loving the winter, the numbing cold, the short days parenthesized by extended darkness, the styrofoam crunch of snow under my skis, and the unparalleled beauty of the play of light on mountains dressed in white. I’m embracing the winter for what it is: now. Continue reading
This is a blog. Simple. A quick deconstruction of the word reveals its true meaning, a web log. A diary. A journal. But more then that, the format and purpose of today’s blogs is to share. I’m writing for you, even more than for myself. Writing and photographing for me has become a way of expressing my worldview, sharing my thoughts, feelings, insights, and adventures. The format and structure of this site and those like it allow for the sharing of ideas and following of readership. You can comment, subscribe, or share it with your own friends and families.
This is a journal, and I usually treat it as so, my entries flowing mostly from a stream of consciousness that receive little or no editing. But this is a journal of purpose, and while I often get lost in the web world of climbing, the hopes and dreams of a kid who loves mountains, I’d like to take this moment to remind myself, and you, why I created this space, why I’m still here writing, and the direction I hope to be going. Continue reading