Right before we left Idaho, I was lucky enough to win a Liberty Skort from Stonewear Designs. I had horrific memories of skorts from being a kid (remember when they looked like shorts from the back and only looked like a skirt in the front?!) but I was excited to test it out. It turns out I love it!
The skort is really comfortable. The shorts inside tend to ride up a bit when you’re out being active but it really isn’t too bad. My favorite thing about the skort is being able to wear it on a hike and then to be able to head into town for dinner and still feel appropriately dressed. Stonewear also manufactures their clothing in the United States (my skort is made from non-American material but I’ll take what I can get!) It’s been a great addition to my van clothing assortment.
Sprocket is a slightly spoiled dog. Last Monday, we had a BBQ to celebrate his 3rd birthday. He even had three doggie guests there to help him eat his dog birthday cake. I wasn’t super successful in taking pictures with all the action going on but here’s the birthday boy before his guests arrived:
Here’s what was happening once they showed up:
Sometimes we don’t set off with a destination in mind. We get in the Jeep with the dog, some water, the camera and go. Somewhere along the line we’re bound to see a cool old car, a mine shaft, a new road, or a mountain. On a beautiful desert January day, we spotted an arroyo that needed some exploring, so we went.
Sprocket loved having his Ruffwear boots to protect him from the cacti spines! He’s a trooper when we have to help him but it’s nice to have a little bit of protection.
Sprocket’s Grip Trex boots were provided by Ruffwear.
Buckhorn cholla is found throughout southern Nevada and Utah and throughout Arizona (its range also extends into northern Mexico). It has stem segments that are about 6″ long and grows into a tall (2′-8′) shrub like structure.
The Buckhorn Cholla blooms in early summer producing yellow flowers about 3″ wide.
“The secret of a full life is to live and relate to others as if they might not be there tomorrow. It eliminates the vice of procrastination, the sin of postponement, failed communications, failed communions. This thought has made me more and more attentive to all encounters, meetings, introductions, which might contain the seed of depth that might be carelessly overlooked. This feeling has become a rarity, and rarer every day now that we have reached a hastier and more superficial rhythm, now that we believe we are in touch with a greater amount of people, more people, more countries. This is the illusion which might cheat us of being in touch deeply with the one breathing next to us. The dangerous time when mechanical voices, radios, telephones, take the place of human intimacies, and the concept of being in touch with millions brings a greater and greater poverty in intimacy and human vision.”
One of the things I find really amazing about the desert having grown up in the wet Pacific Northwest is how long things are preserved out here. When you stumble upon something in the wet woods, there’s often nothing much left. Here, there’s often enough left for some awesome pictures.
On one of our latest adventures, we found this old car parked off of a BLM road. The interior had been burnt out but I still found plenty to take pictures of.
Visible from the summit of Childs Mountain is a tactical bombing range on the Barry Goldwater range.