Returning: An overpowering sight, not Jenni this time.
Climbing out of the wash but still feeling dirty and sweaty.
The ever present and amazing Roosevelt Lake.
Rugged and yet gorgeous.
A bridge too far.
The gang congregates for another day of peace and harmony on the slopes.
'Reach for the sky, cowboy,' seems appropriate for Arizona.
Each view of Roosevelt Lake from height amounts to a privilege.
Even the stalks are fascinating.
The sights are overpowering.
We'd been searching for bears all week. Finally, we find one and we face-off. We refuse to be intimidated showing incredible courage and fortitude (although we say ourselves). Who will blink first? The black bear seems to tremble. I wink at Jen. Looks like we're going to win this round. We decide to approach the animal in order to see it more clearly and perhaps gloat a bit. No bull...actually, a mere cow. Win some, lose some but high marks for trying...very trying.
'Reach for the sky, cowboy,' seems appropriate for Arizona.
Each view of Roosevelt Lake from height amounts to a privilege.
Even the stalks are fascinating.
The sights are overpowering.
We'd been searching for bears all week. Finally, we find one and we face-off. We refuse to be intimidated showing incredible courage and fortitude (although we say ourselves). Who will blink first? The black bear seems to tremble. I wink at Jen. Looks like we're going to win this round. We decide to approach the animal in order to see it more clearly and perhaps gloat a bit. No bull...actually, a mere cow. Win some, lose some but high marks for trying...very trying.
Jenni and Jeffrey
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