Got the chance to get out of the smoke today. It was such a surreal view to have the magnificent colors and the white smoke that looked like clouds. Making us feel like we were way higher up than we were.
I love to take time alone to get views in. To feel grounded in an environment I am so unfamilar with. I assume I was doing this here, besides panting, sweating, and whining.
I know that cairns are meant to define an ill-defined trail. I've seen them everywhere. I've always found them kinda magical and connective; something made by another human living another life but viewing this in a similar way, being touched by it. It didn't strike me how harmful the structures could be til lately, as the trend pops. So although aesthetically pleasing, let's stop building them for non-navigational reasons. Focus on navigation and reducing cost for signage, and lets leave it up to rangers to put in place.
Guess what you'll get to see my face in a few! I swear I'm not a mop.
"It is the way
you look at me
that I realize
I miss something
that has yet to be.
With every blink
my heart misses
-- me talking to Utah whenever I visit her.
It's easy to ignore my cholesteral rising while I sat in a secret campsite, listening to the river running, and taking in such a beautiful, new place. You haven't lived til you've experienced hot dog salad (it's salad, so it's healthy ok?)
Lathan showing off on his first rap in Zion.
This is my dad and I in late July of this year, hanging out at 11,300’ elevation near the beautiful aqua blue water of Red Castle Lake. I don’t normally share these kinds of personal shots, but lately I’ve been feeling a lot of gratitude for this man and the influence he has had in my life.
My love for the outdoors, and the High Uintas in particular, can be traced all the way back to August of 1994 when we did our first backpacking trip together. I was 14 years old, and my dad was 38... which is the age I am now. (Woah 😲)
We spent three days in Henry’s Fork Basin, and summited Kings Peak, the tallest mountain in Utah.
It was one of the toughest things I had ever done, and I’m not sure I even particularly enjoyed it at the time. But years later those planted seeds finally took root and shaped me into the mountain addict I am today.
Just wanted to say thanks, dad. Your love for adventure in the outdoors is one of the greatest gifts you ever shared with me.
First photo-shoot with my new drone! Excited to get an all new perspective on the world and expand the range of my photography, and hopefully learn how to video a little bit too. •
But for today, enjoy a little bit of the fall color and leaves changing up in Big Cottonwood Canyon!
Fun Fact: Due to the root system of aspen trees, they grow in large clonal colonies all derived from the same seedling. New stems in the colony can appear 100-130ft away from the original seed!
I will not write any cliché quotes like “there is light at the end of the tunnel”! Nope! Nope! Nope!
But here I am 🤦🏽♀️
Group Hike next Thursday, Sept 27th. Hiking the Alien Tower trail in Draper. Come join! DM for details, or join our FB group for an invite to the event.
I wonder if this gives these Zion battling rams a headache.
Destination...”Cuberant Lake.” The journey was even better! This short little day hike is full of scenic variety👌 #uintanature
This aloof little lake is nestled at the base of the beautiful, red-tinged mountains, below Kings Peak! Who else has sat upon this striped boulder? #uintanature
"Do I prefer to grow up and relate to life directly, or do I choose to live and die in fear?" - Pema of course
"Fuck the frail shit." - the prophet Jadakiss.
Easy is dumb, anything worth it requires work and dedication. I'm okay when people give up on business or personal matters because it shows me that you don't have the character to last a lifetime. I love challenges myself, and if I am invested, I will see it through. I will communicate. I will be open. I'm not a coward.
When it's a physical thing, I dare ya to tell me that I can't. Even with the illustrations of stick figures falling off a mountain on the way up.
#fuckthefrailshit #wegonmakeit #jadajada
As I walked through this desert, I was simultaneously listening to Edward Abbey’s book, “Desert Solitaire”. It was pretty incredible listening to his words about southern Utah, while walking through the same terrain. The best way to describe my experience is by using Abbey’s own words: 🌵“A man on foot, on horseback or on a bicycle will see more, feel more, enjoy more in one mile than the motorized tourists can in a hundred miles.” 🌵