We took off, not intending to push it much... what with herself feeling puny, and still sick to tell the truth... but we Had to get out in the sun a bit... since we'd not seen it much in a while... and the walls were starting to close in! :)
Saturdays drive helped... but it just 'twern't enough... Know what I mean?
So... when the clouds broke open, and the sun come spillin' through, and it looked like it was gonna last for a while we chased the dogs outside, locked the door and set off strolling through the Utah Mountains.
|*A Walk in the Park, Sunny Utah Style*|
You know, it's hard to match the Spectacular shots you get in places like Zion, and some of the extra special High Rockies... and sometimes I get to feeling like I'm not holding up my end of the bargain here, when the photos seem sort of, plain... but you know what? Maybe a guy shouldn't even think of tryin' to keep up with Zion, Yosemite, The Grand Canyon, Yellowstone... and all those Spectacular sorts of places... Not everywhere can be that special...
and if you did succeed in putting everywhere into that same category... ya kind of knock it all down to routine, don't you?
Bein' kind of honest here, if you stop and give it a lil time to percolate... A life with views like these here... if you had Them grace your eyes and soul, every day when you stepped outside, that'd be pretty gol' darn Spectacular itself... wouldn't ya think?
So... strollin' along, soakin' up the sun... breathing in the fresh air... NOT... cooped up from the rain and snow any longer... and though, still kind of sick from... what, no-one's figured out yet... it's just plain and simple, good to be up and around...
We started out only planning on a short walk... but kept on puttin' one foot in front of the other... now for Mark and Bobbie... even a 4 miler IS a short walk :) but... when you've been layin' around and still aren't tee total up to snuff... We'd been thinkin' a mile would be just fine! :)
But, I kept askin' was she doin' alright... and she kept sayin'; "A bit farther"... till we got to a sign that said we'd gone nigh on to a mile and a half... just goin' out... Still felt like there was some left in the tank so we turned east and did another mile or so...
|*Buck was sure glad to be out in the sunshine!*|
Now... Ya know how I said before it's been kinda wet around here? Well... you know it ain't dry, when the trails...
|*Pretty lil' Creek huh?... Only... That... is the Trail!*|
... are all flowin' like creeks. Most of the afternoon, we walked over in the grass... 'cause the trails were all full of water! :) No drought to speak of in this country... and Buck seems to prefer the Mountain "Spring" water.
Deer and Elk were all around... mostly keeping too far off, lopin' away through the trees, to get any nice pictures. I guess they don't much care for Aussie Stock dogs. Even well behaved ones...
We kept hopin' we'd come on an overview of the countryside... before we hit that point where she'd say... "OOPS... I think I've gone too far to make it back... guess you'll have to carry me!"
|*Another Day or Two, and It'll be a Flower!*|
|*Looks like somebody did a whole lot of work a good long while ago!*|
It came close... but we found a lil' bit of an overlook... and still got back to the rig without us havin' to find out, could I carry her home, needs be! :)
|*The Southern End of the Flaming Gorge Nat. Rec. Area*|
... Seeing the remains of what looked to be a couple of Homestead cabins, there on the center right... from up on the hillside makes a person think; "How lucky they were to live here"... until you think about the snow slammin' through the leaky chinks in the logs at 10 below zero on a January night... and you tryin' to warm back up from a day of sleddin' hay to your cows through hip deep snow... and choppin' ice so they can drink...
Yeah, the Romance wears thin quick... at 10 below zero! :)
We decided that it would be easier and shorter to go straight back south from where we were... then to follow the trail back and around... so... me bein' the great white trail guide... we set off and sure enough... hit just east of the end of the camp ground... pretty good for an Ol' Cowboy Biker one time Soldier...
... 'course that creek, 4' wide and a couple deep, twixt us and camp, had herself lookin' at me pretty close...
But not to worry! I soon had a rock in a narrow spot found and we got across dry... Without even a foot slippin' into the current! :)
... and you know what? It may have been good medicine... 'cause after a nice long nap... herself seems a bit on the "Brighter" side.
On the Mend in the Utah Mountains
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