Lazarow World-Hike-About

For the birds as Jen works out how the crow flies. We put off this hike for Thanksgiving Day in order to climb Humphreys Peak, the highest in Arizona. Weather was a concern and our location, at the time, made it logical. Sunday morning, we set off from Flagstaff with a loaded car knowing that after the hike, we would be sleeping in Williams. Upon arriving at another incredible American treasure, we began adding layers of warm clothing. When we commenced our climb from the end point, we began removing layers only to replace them on returning to the trailhead. The colors yesterday were outstanding, never seen by us before at the Canyon. Deliberately left blank. Deliberately left blank. Our first sighting of the canyon, after seeing it many times before, was overwhelming. That it's a natural wonder of the world is a given. However, it made such an impression upon us because of the color. There was much green in the rocks, scattered growth. Although the...

Canyons, by definition are lower than the surface of where we normally stand, a very strange definition but then again who said we weren't a little...you know. The images below are of rocks, boulders, sandstone...nothing more than nature's 'heavies'-not unusual. The light is natural, the only outside agents were us and the camera. See if you look at stones the same way again. Since arriving in the high desert, my squaw has gone native-she wears the bandana regularly and drinks the fire-water when I'm not looking. We entered what is more cavern-like than canyon, a slot canyon to be more precise. (We had visited the upper canyon some four or five years before.) Briefly, we were underground walking within very narrow passages, all built by nature in rock, sandstone mainly. The canyons are under the control of the great Navajo nation, the tribe that resides predominantly in the region. We have often mentioned that one of the laws o...

Jenni captures a full frontal of Horseshoe Bend. The walls of the Colorado River are overwhelming—upriver from Grand Canyon. On her way following the river by way of rock scrambling. Moving right, turn left at the bend and down the side. If you will, going around the bend. Sun lights up rocks just at the right time while one of us perched comfortably. Follow that bird. (slide 1) Where'd the bird go? What a place for action! (slide 2) One small step for man; apparently, one too many. Too old to chase birds...pity. (slide 3) Hiking in Death Valley, California while sleeping in Nevada. A little bleak, a little dry, more than a little attractive. Heading to the peaks behind. 'The long and winding road'. Our peak behind, camera focus is on the immediate danger. Coming 'through the rye' on our return from the peak. Jenni climbing rough, every young woman's secret desire, I'm told. Cheer...