Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Monday, February 14, 2011
Grandiose Canyonero
It's sublime & awe-inspiring. Others have proclaimed it large, marvelous, or gorgeous. There is probably not a more apt word in the English syntax to describe what the Indians labeled, 'the Canyon.'
Another word to describe: deadly
The international sign of hiker distress (see sign below). Like someone choking on a buffalo wing clutching at their throat, whenever a traveler is lost in the wilderness and growing dehydrated, they will make this signal and be saved. True story. The people next to me are randoms from Livonia I tricked into befriending on the trail. They were not well equipped for the trail. Thus the hiker distress.
Losing balance.
Ridiculously fashionable. HA.
B-E-A-utiful.
My group. Taking a rest. Enjoying the view.
First stay in a hostel. Met some nice people and pretty blokes. Offended (not really) an Englishwoman. Apparently, 'chap' is not gender-neutral.
Below, back in Sedona.
The road home.
And a weekend in Lake Havasu, visiting my Aunt Gladys and Uncle Terry K. Tempted to fastforward life fourty years and just keep hanging out with them indefinately (just kidding). They were great hosts and we had some great chats! Love you guys!
Below left. Sitting outside the trailer enjoying some juice boxes, i asked Uncle Terry how far one would travel to get to California. 'About 8 feet around that side of the trailer, and you can see it across the lake.' HA.
Below right. The London Bridge. Relocated and pictured gratuitously for the fam.
HOME IN SIX
-r
Another word to describe: deadly
The international sign of hiker distress (see sign below). Like someone choking on a buffalo wing clutching at their throat, whenever a traveler is lost in the wilderness and growing dehydrated, they will make this signal and be saved. True story. The people next to me are randoms from Livonia I tricked into befriending on the trail. They were not well equipped for the trail. Thus the hiker distress.
Losing balance.
Ridiculously fashionable. HA.
B-E-A-utiful.
My group. Taking a rest. Enjoying the view. 
First stay in a hostel. Met some nice people and pretty blokes. Offended (not really) an Englishwoman. Apparently, 'chap' is not gender-neutral.
Below, back in Sedona.
The road home.
And a weekend in Lake Havasu, visiting my Aunt Gladys and Uncle Terry K. Tempted to fastforward life fourty years and just keep hanging out with them indefinately (just kidding). They were great hosts and we had some great chats! Love you guys!
Below left. Sitting outside the trailer enjoying some juice boxes, i asked Uncle Terry how far one would travel to get to California. 'About 8 feet around that side of the trailer, and you can see it across the lake.' HA.
Below right. The London Bridge. Relocated and pictured gratuitously for the fam.
HOME IN SIX
-r
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
SPF 40
Water!
Not only are they unaccustomed to accumulating snow fall, they literally take pick axes to speed the thawing so they can forget it ever existed
Showtime.
Line 1...
Technical details: top-rope climb, 100-lb belayer, 5.10 out of 5.18 difficulty.
Line 2. More difficult.I was trying to be a nice sister and let you blog without interference. But A. I have the power, and B. I just had to say this.
In the picture below, you totally look like spiderman. No foolin. The spidy game on Raman Raving Rabbids? Oh yeah...someone's practicing!
Go-go gadget arms!
Sedona, Flagstaff
I love the rock. Gorgeous.
The town of Sedona is unique, and not just for its "spiritual vortex," which attracts countless mystics, fortune tellers, gypsies and jugglers. The locals are so proud of the surrounding red-rock that it's law for all building exteriors to be either sandstone-red or cactus green. So the hospital, street lamp posts, and fast food restaurants all blend right into the towering rocks behind. Even McDonalds bows to this rule: it's the only one in the world without a yellow arch.
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Miss ya'll! Sending some warmth your way on this blustery day.
-r
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