Lazarow World-Hike-About

The beauty of the early morning, anywhere in the world. Turn to Page. We took a kayak to reach the trailhead from which point we walked in the canyon. The day before, we hiked above the canyon looking down at the water. The contrast was obvious, both experiences were superb. The kayaking, for amateurs such as ourselves, takes just under an hour each way. It's a grind but the sights are fantastic and once arriving at the lake/river end, gets even better. It's an incredible experience that takes, as all good things do, much effort while draining the muscles of their strength. It's something we feel we should do on each trip to Page.  A major reason for the hike. Just arrived.     In the beginning, all looks well. At the proverbial coal-face. Above the water, the previous day. Jen on the previous day: Much drier except for the sweat. Cheers,  Jenni and Jeffrey

South Africa's most honest weather report: Clarens, Free State. (Where's the rock?) Drakensberg Retreat: Gone scrambling. This is an abandoned trail. The manager, Theo, related a story of a young gymnast who fell over the cliff and died 3-years before. He rushed to the scene but the situation was hopeless. It was heartbreaking for all concerned who tried to rescue her, besides of course, the tragedy for the young woman.   Everest Game Farm with the Eagle prominent.  The highlight of the trip for me was listening and observing how Jen stimulated and took care of Mom. Her finest hours. The picture to the left is of Wendy, my late sister, who died before her 40th. By popular vote, most say they prefer this side of me. One wonders about the kindness of friends. Mom explaining some of the finer points of administrative steps undertaken by a 93-year old, or everything I learned at college was wasted. Our rendition of 'Somewhere over the Rainbo...