I have often been accused of favoring the latest hiking experience over previous ones. These accusations are accurate. When the brain is unable to absorb so much beauty together with much exertion by sending signals to muscles at a fervent pace, it tends to forget about earlier sights and struggles. Sometimes it even forgets the quality of hikes from the previous day. Tucked away in our little heads are so many experiences that we are indeed fortunate. We feel blessed and often, weary but always grateful.
Along the Spenser Trail at Lees Ferry, a view of the Colorado River. (This is not Horseshoe Bend.)
A short while after commencement, we look back from the trail.
Some rather narrow edges with steep drop-offs. (It became political. On the way up, we leaned right; leaned left on the way down.)
When climbing the Spencer Trail at Lees Ferry in Arizona, very close to Utah, we determined an important lesson. This hike which reaches 1,800 feet, appears vertical and impossible, should be done a minimum of twice. Why you may ask? For the first occasion, a person should take a camera to capture the surrounding mountains, the exciting trail and of course, parts of the Colorado River. As an aside, we have been along and above this river on so many occasions in many different states that it feels like part of our lives. While it is difficult to explain and even understand the feelings I have for the river, suffice to say, if one can love an object of nature, the Colorado is it. Perhaps it’s coming from South Africa and finding a legendary river that we read about provides an extra impetus.
Other times, we just prayed.
An Introduction to 'Yellow Mountain' in Utah.
Along the Spenser Trail at Lees Ferry, a view of the Colorado River. (This is not Horseshoe Bend.)
A short while after commencement, we look back from the trail.
Over the last two days we found two places, one visited some 6 years ago, the other, virgin territory. Both hikes and views were so spectacular that we thought we’d post a summary of an extremely limited number of photographs to provide a taste of what will be published in the coming weeks. I believe even Jenni will side with my sentiments, she being far more balanced and less susceptible to my excitement and emotions.
Some rather narrow edges with steep drop-offs. (It became political. On the way up, we leaned right; leaned left on the way down.)
Back to the point: On the second Spencer Trail hike, leave the camera at home and focus on the struggle and the surrounding beauty. Of course, then it should be undertaken at sunrise, sunset and between those times. Should we come across excited, then we are both expressing our true feelings. Perhaps the pictures will support the text.
Other times, we just prayed.
Jenni succeeds.
Most of the time, we were enthralled, especially at the intial top.
At times, mesmerized.
Most of the time, we were enthralled, especially at the intial top.
At times, mesmerized.
As to 'Lellow' Mountain (Yellow), I love the word because our daughter, Natalie as a baby and a few years ago, Ellie and Benny (our grandchildren), pronounced ‘yellow’ in that manner. If nothing else, it's one thing I taught them. It has stuck in the little part of my brain that still has a few bytes of storage space. We’ll discuss Lellow um Yellow Mountain in the appropriate stand-alone blog.
An Introduction to 'Yellow Mountain' in Utah.
Cheers,
Jenni and Jeffrey
2 comments:
You’re both amazing .
You are so funny. But we knew that already. In addition, you have many other fine attributes. When I saw "Suzy", for a second I thought it was the real Suzy and not Claudia. But only for a second. Great to meet you, youngster. Regards, Jenni and Jeffrey.
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