"When you stay too long in one place, you forget just how big an expanse the world is. You get no sense of the vastness...just as it is hard to have a sense of the vastness inside any one person. But once you sense that vastness, once something reveals it, hope emerges...and it clings to you as stubbornly as lichen clings to rock." Matt Haig, "The Midnight Library"
Good Morning. Mark and Bobbie here hanging out in Lovely Ouray, awaiting our turn for the first COVID inoculation. While the underground rumor mill runs rampant with misinformation and slight-of-hand hijinks regarding the when and whereabouts of getting our vaccine shots, we watch a city crew on their 8th day of attempting to thaw out our frozen water service line. Oh it's good to be home in the cold and snow.
On the bright side, we were blessed with a work-around fix when the crew connected a lengthy garden hose from a neighborhood fire hydrant to an outdoor hose bib on our house. On the dark side, however, the water tastes and smells like rubber, and we must leave faucets cracked open to keep the hose from freezing.
|The first of last two climbs was to ascend to a pass beyond the monoliths in the center of the above photo. A hot, snaky day of bushwhacking and route finding.|
|Does this look like a trail to you?|
|Chris pauses for a break on the false saddle. Our starting point was the distant road to the right of his shoulder.|
|Chris remarks that, in spite of all our effort, we don't seem to be getting any closer.|
|Bobbie eyes Superstition Peak. "Nope, not today."|
|Chris and Bobbie hiking through a burned area on the way to an overlook for Weaver's Needle.|
|A good view, but we wanted to get closer|
|The Superstitions are vast and furrowed with innumerable canyons to get your ass lost in.|
|Not much of a trail...|
|Water break with a view...|
|Hey Chris, where the fuck are you going???|
|"Down here!" Oh, okay...|
|Trust your shoes, Bobbie|
|Chris...way out front looking for the "trail." Cairns went every which way...|
|When Bobbie doesn't trust her shoes she can always resort to this...|
|It's a long way down guys, don't slip here...|
Long story shorter, there we're definite times when we had doubts about getting back down to the trailhead before dark. Obviously we made it...with an hour to spare :).
I set out to plow a foot of snow off the driveway this morning. Man, it was quite a shock to my system. Had to go back and put a pair of long johns on under my shorts. It really pissed me off. what good is a nice tan if you can't show it off? Something else that pisses me off is tomorrows forecast. Guess I'll be out plowing and shoveling some more of the white plague tomorrow. I think it's time to invest in a pair of those long flannel lined jeans. I just don't like anything touching my legs, especially something that restricts movement. Maybe flannel would be ok.
mark and bobbie, whose out wading through fresh powder up a mountain while I thaw out.
News Flash! Just as I was about to post, Bobbie plugged into the "underground rumor mill" and discovered a new source for our vaccine shots! We have appointments today at 11:00 AM. Cross your fingers, might just be heading back to a now rain-soaked Arid-zona. :)