Watching the watcher

2 12 2020

Piedra watches me watching some others. I wonder what she wonders.





Like a painting

29 11 2020

Sometimes I wonder whether it’s all real … or just happening in my hopes and dreams for these wild ones and the amazing corner of the world they call home.

If it’s a dream, it happens day after day, and I want it to never end. 🙂





Day of giving thanks

26 11 2020

On this day of thanksgiving, I thought I’d share some images from the other day when I hiked to the top of Flat Top in Spring Creek Basin. Among the many objects of my gratitude: moisture. And these pix show it in most obvious form. 🙂

Starting about halfway up one of the western fins, this is looking west-northwestish across part of the western part of the basin. Filly Peak is the prominent hill at left. Part of Spring Creek canyon is visible on the right side of the image. Lingering clouds obscure most of Utah’s La Sal Mountains in the far distance. Note how much snow has already melted in the lower regions of Spring Creek Basin and far lower Disappointment Valley.

This is looking to the north-northwest.

And looking to the west-southwest. That’s Filly Peak again at far right. The already-meltedness is obvious in this image.

From the top, southern edge of Flat Top, this is the view looking across a small part of the southern part of Spring Creek Basin and across Disappointment Road (not visible), where the land rises to the south, encompassing more BLM land (outside the herd management area) before the invisible border where it meets San Juan National Forest.

From the east side of Flat Top, looking east: Round Top across most of the image, McKenna Peak at mid-left and Temple Butte at center-back.

The top of Flat Top isn’t really that big – and it’s also really not that flat, despite its appearance from below-the-top ground level. It’s made up of fins of ridges that stretch out and down, mostly to the northwestish and north on the north and west sides. In one little drainage, there’s a random little cluster of pinon-juniper trees – evidence of the collection, at least at one time, of moisture needed to grow trees.

The top of Round Top also really isn’t that big. I’ve been on top of that hill many, many times; the top of Flat Top, not so many times.

And here I am, back on the west side of Flat Top, stopping for one more soaking in of the view, even as the snow was soaking into the ground. Even more had melted in the time I was on top.

Those are my tracks from my hike up the ridge-fin. Melty-melty. I followed them back down …

… for one more visit with some of the wild horses for which I am so grateful. Look how the ground around the shadscale and sage already has been slurped by the plants. Yes, it was extraordinarily, sloppily, marvelously muddy. 🙂

Happy Thanksgiving to you all, for whom I’m also grateful! My family, of course, tops my list this day, and though I can’t be with them, we’re together in spirit, as I hope so many of you are with your own families if you’re avoiding travel.

Peaceful wishes and gratitude to you all!





He belongs

18 11 2020

The *rightness* of wild is reflected in those gorgeous eyes, eh?





Fleeting

30 10 2020

Not much is left of the snow that blanketed Disappointment Valley early in the week. Here’s to the fervent hope that we’ll have more as winter arrives!

This was taken from Disappointment Road. Visible are corral hill, the south edge of Flat Top, Round Top, McKenna Peak, submarine ridge and Temple Butte.





Oomph

22 10 2020

Sometimes, we need a little gumption to get going up and out of the arroyo.





Color brilliant

21 10 2020

Glorious cottonwoods and blooming rabbitbrush along (dry) Disappointment Creek in Disappointment Valley draw admirers’ eyes toward McKenna Peak and Temple Butte above and beyond Spring Creek Basin. The sky isn’t blue-blue because we’ve had some gauzy, hazy, high “clouds.”





When evening shadows …

18 10 2020

Skywalker saunters after bands as another days slides toward night in Spring Creek Basin.





Peaceful Spirit

16 10 2020

With mustangs like Spirit taking advantage of the dense, junglelike cover in Spring Creek Basin, it’s a wonder we ever find them at all.

🙂





Just like that

15 10 2020

Storm and his band prefer the quiet places beyond the back of beyond. In the course of looking for them (and finding them, sometimes) in those places this year, they’ve shown me a number of seeps. Even after all these years and lots and lots (LOTS!) of wandering, they teach me how much I have to learn about this wonderful place they call home.

🙂 Who doesn’t love to learn new things? 🙂