Lazarow World-Hike-About

Some people follow the crowd; others follow the money; many follow the news; fewer people follow their tails while still others…wait for it…follow the Colorado. Da!   A view of the Colorado River passing through Lees Ferry. We are positioned slightly above water level. Jen boulder-hopping at the top of Spenser Trail, an hour-and-quarter later. "Listen to me, Jen: I think that's probably the Colorado River. Seemed greener on the last occasion though." Some perspective of the river and how it manages to flow in a 'straight-line'. Variation along the route. Not the easiest of paths but probably one of the best. It was worth hiring a chopper to get this view of the top of Jen's head. She forgot to remove her hat, though. Great! We'll have to repeat the hike. (How about tomorrow, Jen?) One of the ways of enjoying a fulfilled life, or at least an aspect of it, is to follow your dreams and to try to bring them to reality. To do th...

  Before continuing with scenes from Lake Havasu, we thought of displaying a handful of pictures of Page, arguably one of our favorite spots in the world. After 8 days in Havasu, hence quite a few blogs unposted, we arrived in Page, a visit of fourteen days. That's pretty dumb, I thought. This could be our 8th, perhaps 10th visit thus far. We should have known better. After all these periods, why choose as many as fourteen days? What were we thinking? It should have been thirty-days, at least.    Admittedly, on some days Jen cannot feel her extremities as the sun fights a tough battle against the air currents. Fortunately, by mid-morning the temperature is usually in 'the black' while the land, boulders and rocks remain in beautiful hues of yellow, orange and red. Thus we 'struggle' on, keeping the stiff upper-lip as the British used to say in the earlier generations (we miss that age), feasting our senses in a gorgeous environment while the shades of blue from ...

From the top of Pilot Rock, reached with a level of satisfaction, one looks out onto the lake which is always a fascinating view. Water and sand, two elements side-by-side, provide pleasure to the senses. Couldn't intimidate Jenni on the day. I wouldn't be surprised to ascertain that the lake is a 'classified show-off', from-time-to-time. At the close of the outward journey, Jenni approaches Pilot Rock. Jen stands below (extreme right and middle), viewed from Pilot Rock, a truly outstanding few minutes of adrenaline flow to reach it, I think. On the way up the wall. Ignored use of the rope but for a section of the way down. (It's fascinating how we trust various safety measures like ropes which may not be 'tested' or worn. We experienced some suspect places recently overseas. As Gavin, our son, is wont to remark, "What you gonna do?" Surrounded by so many attributes of nature at its best. An exciting few minutes on the t...