the quote of a lifetimes journey

"the greatest tradgedy in life is that the people who dont know how to love, do it better than those who think they do"

the dirt dimes in light

Evidence is gone, in the red dirt wind,



shifting into a pile of mud in the river,



shadowed by the dust of another generations broken and shattered ships run a-land.


















Eaten, eden, even, eleven, even more and seven floor interpritations. All cast away, all driven down, all cast aside for another time, one of food and dep red wine. A mistake grown in the fields of love, over tenderly placed above the others, now fallen far below their brothers deep in shame, lost in what all would call fame. This is the majority gain, be popular and you will have it all, but lost it all is, thinking of having and holding but owning nothing, only a few of the poorest in life see this bluffing.

finally the sun sets, the dark swollows the light...but wait, now the lights powered by burning coal, damned, yes damned rivers once mighty canyons free, and finally by wind stealing the breath of mother earth to light the famous and rich. Forgetting the rest in their time of need. Buning the energy that is needed for the many to glorify the few, oh what the hell did we do? look around, you will see it too.

Sand, Wind, Time, and Alot of Water (an adventure)

The wind reached 35mph at 3am. the small tents stuck in the sand were pinnacles of darkness in the night of rain and wind. at about 5am the wind finally calmed a bit and the cold front had passed. this is the beginning of day 4, sea kyaking, on Lake Powell, in the Glen Canyon, Utah.




Spring break usually involves some
kind of beach party, tons of alcohol, drugs, and a general attitude of getting wild. For some however, spring break is a chance to break out and spring from the usual and fund the extraordinary in the wild. this group of 9 from Western State College headed for the amazing Glen Canyon.








It was clear from the beginning that this was no ordinary trip. The water, unlike paddling a river, were coming from all directions as did the wind. on day two we caught some large and imposing waves, by day three there were waves 2 feet high out on the water, and we chose not to paddle. that night it was clear that the weather was bad as many times we awoke to the thunderous flapping of our tents in the wind and rain. However the wind blew itself out by 5 or 6am and it turned in to one of the best days of paddling we had; followed by two more in a row.








Our camp for two nights was an arm of the canyon uncovered by the low water levels apparent in the white walls extending 30-60 feet above the waves. the sunset was really something to see.

















The night passed quietly and on Wednesday morning we went on our way up Iceberg Canyon.



The name fit well as we found while paddling the 3 miles in. The walls were white and had the look of ice in its final stages of melting into red sand and water. The Second curve brought it to an over hang and possible cave, though the sea kyaks would not fit all the way back.



Then I saw a truly amazing and slightly eerie sight. Cottonwood trees that must have once stood hundreds of feet tall, now drowned in the water and merely peeking out into the late afternoon canyon sun. As I paddled into the grove of trees they seemed to be mourning their former glory. Then I saw what they really had to say, and they spoke for themselves, as I looked back down the canyon.
















The day ended a bit early and we had time for exploring more of the camp site area. there were some great rolling sand stone, and climbable cliffs to the north of camp. so naturally we headed for them.

After exploring as high as we could go on the small rolling ridge we went to explore the bouldering opportunities near camp. naturally they were epic.

(Photo by Jackson C.)

As was also epic the view back north where we had paddled from, and the next day were returning to.

The final day brought us to the dock, yet only after one more night out, and some pretty strong wind and 2 foot waves.

the whole trip was toatally worth the time and was tons of fun. I love paddling instead of motoring. Paddling is like to walking on a nature trail instead of driving in a clustered city. I would never want to leave the first two, and could live a lifetime withou the other.

3 Quotes

these are some quotes I have written down to ponder...

(photo by Alisha C.)

-"the most dangerous war is the one with no blood"

-"you become who you hate, only to destroy those you once loved"

-"talk is cheap, but action will cost you your life"

lee-ward free-dom

on the widward side of leeward, stands a man torn by time,

his only cosolation is that he still stands today,

and though time is uncertain, while it fades like a vision,

something else calls him, its just what it is thats uncertain.

when his ship, lost in rust, and the storm, sank off the coast of nowhere,

this was ruggedness at its norm. no matter how hard he tried, all he would ever be seen as was a dead beat, a loser, someone just too tired.

the black clouds w/ red lining, the old gull w/ nowhere to go,

symbols of freedom, and ho ho! what do you know.

they float in the air and enjoy being blown,

all this man wants to do ,is be still ,and be known.

can he find freedom still? or be swollowed as a shill?

his fate is yet undecided, just another run of the mill.

or is he somehow different, this man on his boat,

now sinking, now running aground in his moat.

this fallacy, and fantasy, rarest indeed,

but low look at others, so many I see.

and no wonder for no freedom, their all in a mess,

for this illusion is what described freedom best.

The Sad Sad Sun

Selfishness roars underneath me in twelve lanes,
A bridge built not to cross a river but to keep away from the insane.
And in front of me a plow for the dirt,
Another symbol for man versus the world,
People Versus the ecological environment,
Humankind versus mother earth.
And behind me sets the red sun,
Crying itself to sleep,
Looking down,
Running aground

The Sun Rises In The East (an adventure)

"Think we should head up there on that ridge?"..."ok looks like a good path...wow dude, the sky is turning red."

This is what we love, to be in the wild at 4am skinning up a mountain in Colorado. the sky turned grey, red, then slightly yellow announcing the sunrise in epic colors over the snow as we ascended the ridge line at the top of Monarch Pass , near Gunnison Colorado. This particular morning started at 2:30am when our alarms rang and we remembered the last thought before sleep took over; today is the day we are headed for the back country, for the wild, to find what says to us; we are free. This group of four; Allen, Dakota, Emily, and Joey, Students at Western State College. The blue sky became more visible as light faded across the world in another place, and we benefited by receiving the rise of the suns fall. Our tour took us through the dark into the light from the top of monarch pass on part the Monarch Crest Trail, peaking the top of Mt. Peck 12,208ft at 5:15am. we Dug a nice snow shelter, keeping it low impact, amongst boulders of many sizes, the ones that make you wish their size was small enough to build something cool out of. After watching the sunrise we decided it was about that time to head back. Pb&j filled our stomachs along w/ some of Allen's awesome cookies he brought. we caught some low angle, trees and good powder mixed w/ straight ice crust in places. Discussing our route and continuing to descend a similar line to where we came in. The journey then took us back to the car, but not before some more fall in the powder found its way into our day and down our shirts. packing up our borrowed car with all our gear, Allen and Emily in the back, we drove back to Gunnison. we arrived back in Gunnison at 10:00am and were amused to see many students at Western heading out for what they considered an early Saturday start. However, we had already accomplished in six and a half hours, all we needed to to be free and happy for today. Tomorrow will dawn a new adventure, and for that we are all ready.