Clouds have blessed us today here in Organ Pipe... way, way down on the border of Meh-hee-co.
I fully realize Marathon Man Leonard will shake his head with incomprehension when I whine that it's too hot at 73 degrees. But his "relativity reference" is Austin, Texas, while mine is Lovely Ouray... even though I grew up in these parts. Two days and counting, out on the trail... in full sun... and my skin is "well done," this in spite of SPF 950 goo, long sleeves, and layers of grime.
I feel it's only fair to warn you; a rant builds within this vessel of postcard conveyance. I will put down the "fire" for now and leave you alone to enjoy a complacent Super Sunday. BUT.... (oh boy, bite your lip Mark... bite down hard) well, (bite, you dummy!) uh, (growl, swallow hard) maybe just a teaser here, so you can mull it over and be ready to hang me in a politically incorrect effigy when I dump on a wrong that needs to be righted... something that is l-o-n-g wrong, wrong, wrong, way down here on our border with Meh-hee-co.
Is it just me, or is there not something profoundly amiss in the collective mind of "Govie," when as a country we'll go to war, invited or not, in the name of Human Rights (spelled, O-I-L, most of the time) in Middle Eastern places, and not defend our own sovereign borders with anything more than a wink and nod?
Ladies and Gents, one of our finest National Parks is under siege, it's being held hostage from the citizens of, and visitors to, this great country. Govie has given up. It's too much of a political "hot potato" for the fast growing "block" of voters. Park Rangers are being forced piece by piece, acre by acre, to shut down and out from our view and enjoyment the best of Organ Pipe National Park. For almost ten years now we've used a garden hose on a problem that needs a fire hose. "Danger: Keep Out" signs now litter all but the restricted core of this amazing Park. The most powerful nation on the earth has given up and let some of it's prime land be controlled by another country, and it's starting to piss me off!
But in the mean-well meantime, let's look at some final "Parting Shots" from Valley of Fire, a Park that is there for your complete enjoyment... a Park where you can go anywhere you want and feel safe as a babe in its mother's arms.
We stumbled upon this blind man hiking alone except for his seeing eye dog. This in a environment where I could barely manage to remain upright. You can barely see a "cane" in his right hand... picking its way through the wash... while the dog found a smell that interested him.