Monday, October 21, 2013

Harmony In An Incongruent Land...Focusing On Commonalities When Co-Boondocking and The Art of Compromise


The Boonster—above, in AM Sundial mode—he's an early exerciser. Probably has something to do with Coffee, as in Coffee Girl, wanting to get the day's adventure started. Can you blame her? She's off-leash, free to chase down every scent, rodent, rabbit, or insect...and so are we. What a way to live—unbounded freedom, unlimited options—plan-less as hobos, at least until Old Man Winter pushes us south.

Today's post is from last week's Hike 'n Bike exploratory excursion from our new and improved boondock. This landscape has two diametrically opposed personalities, one "Plain" Jane, to the point of being stark, sterile...Martian. The other, a feast for the eyes, rich, boundless...colorful. They lay side by side in opposition, repelling each other like poles on a magnet, as incongruent as male and female—hard and soft, lion and lamb, ruggedly handsome and beautiful—one defining the other via antonymic depiction...irrelevance

We are strange bedfellows, the oddest of "couples," yet co-boondock in perfect harmony...a little something for the Postcard Lovers, a little something for the indifferent. As with any "marriage," success is built on compromise. Go figure...the "quarrelers" have reached a truce, for now, anyway. Co-boondocking has merit, it pays dividends, has unsuspecting rewards. It forces us out of our routines and, yes, ruts, and rewards us with diversity of friendships. Compromise is the foundation of any "marriage," and it can work in any relationship, even in Congress.  
  















Can you spot Bobbie in the photo below? It adds a measure of scale to include a person in photos taken in Big Country...












16 comments:

  1. We're getting closer and closer to red rock country!

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  2. Beautiful photos. You're camped near the site where the first Utahraptor was found. Lots of scrap dino bone in some of the washes (in the Brushy Basin Fm - the colorful rounded hills). The colors are from oxidized iron. And it looks like you guys came very close to discovering Lost Park (my name for it) a big fin with a protected garden on top and lots of Native American lithics. Cool country, eh? :))

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  3. Howdy Bobbie, Mark & the Boonster,
    HUH, YOU ARE GOIN' TO WEAR THAT THESAURUS OUT, MARK !!! You don't even know what all of those big werdz meen, much less how to spell'em, without the book !!! Now, Brian probably does !!!
    Y'all look like you're lost, away out there, in the 'rocks', but I betcha you're not... You ain't gettin' me up there where Bobbie is, ON MY WOBBLY-BOBBLY LEGS !!! NOOOOO !!!!
    Just keep the kid in sight and keep climbin'..... It looks like a lotta fuuunn !!!
    Hope nobody finds your nearly-perfect hide-out and y'all have a nearly-perfect HAPPY DAY!!!!!!!!!!

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  4. WOW! You have managed to capture a couple of pictures of the illusive Boonster, Well done.
    Jeff

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    1. And I'm pushing the boundaries of his tolerance for publicity...

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    1. OFM,
      I am happy to report all energy gathering devices are performing well in the cloudless boondocks of Utah. The Honda Generator remains unused and stored. It appears the only weak link in the "solar chain" was my bonehead, cheap ass choice of Walmart Marine batteries last year before I knew better. RV and learn. I'm stuck with them till they wear out...their surface charge seems to drop more rapidly than I would like. Ours is not a perfect world...golf cart deep cycle batteries are in the future.

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  6. Beautiful country there!

    Bobbie looks like a spot...is she on her bike?

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    1. No, we were on a Hike and Bike; rode the bikes as far as we could then hiked to the "Pretties" on foot.

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  7. I am curious to know what happens in the Boonster Camp after the sun goes down. Does everyone retreat to rest up after a long day on the trail as soon as the last rays of daylight turn to darkness, or do you sit around a campfire philosophizing?

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    1. No campfires here...it would be wasteful to burn what little wood is around. Besides, I never did like going to bed smelling like smoke house. It gets in the bedding and doesn't come out till you launder everything. We've been watching old movies, tho. The philosophizing takes place out ont the trail...just ask Bobbie, it goes on and on and on... :))

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  8. It was nice to meet you guys the other day. Nice looking camp you have there. But where are the ATV's.? I stayed in the canyon where we met for 3 nights. The last morning I woke to find 3 trailers full of ATV's that had moved in during the darkness into my hard to get to camp. I moved a couple hours south up into the mountains and learned that it was the opening of hunting season. The ATV's are still running around but now they are all carrying guns! However, the sun is shining, the sky is blue and I am wearing my orange bike riding vest at all times. Keep finding those good spots.
    -Kelly

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