Indulge me just a little bit more. This was the
journey home from
The last night there we had a campfire down by the river in Springdale.
A whalloping good time was had by all. Grendel had so much fun all week
that he ended up standing next to me with his head in my lap, fast
asleep. Standing, I say.
We woke up bright eyed and bushy tailed and headed back into Zion for a
little bit more of that goodness. (Actually we woke up early and played
ball and frisbee and ball and ball and then Grendel hunkered down for
some more sleeping in the back of the truck while I went into Zion.)
Craig Childs raised a good point. He says there are two easy ways to
die in the desert: thirst and drowning. It is all about water. And a
desert is defined by a lack of water, or to be more specific, an
environment that loses more water than it receives. The mistake would
be to think that there isn't any there. If you know where to look,
there can be plenty. The junction of the porous Navajo sandstone with
the less porous Kayenta Sandstone often houses lush hanging gardens
where the water meets the impermeable lower layer and seeps out after
thousands of years filtering down through the upper layers.
The delicate pointillism of spring in the desert.
I reunited with the dog and we headed out up towards Moab, and arrived
The next day we cranked out a few demos, then I had a fine little ride
up Amasa and into points beyond. I got good and out there. Cliffed out
a few times, found some big exposure and sat and thought about almost
exactly nothing for quite some time.
Grendel and I had another fine reunion an' I told him again about how
he is the best dog in the world and how i sure did miss him and we
threw the ball a bit too. We then drove up into Canyonlands, up, up, up
onto the Island in the Sky.
On the floor of the Church of Saint George in Madaba, Jordan, on the
flanks of Mount Nebo and a stone’s throw from the Dead Sea, there is a
6th century mosaic map of the world. It is not a depiction of the whole
world, rather it is a depiction of the world as it mattered to a 6th
century resident of the Holy Lands.
This is an interesting map for a lot of reasons, not the least of which
being that it is the oldest existing map of the holy lands. But I think
of it in this context because a lot of my world is encompassed in these
views from this sandstone world in the middle of Utah. The landmarks
and terrain features seen from here have been a part of my world view
since before I can remember. From here you can see the LaSals, the
Abajos, the Henrys. You can look around you at distant landmarks and
define your place in the world by them.