A few days in paradise

One of the places that I’ve been in my life is the Grand Canyon… I lived and worked there in 1991.

Seems like a long time ago…

I was batching and delivering concrete for the construction of the Back Country Offices and parking facilities. The South Rim had a view of the other side, and so like is often the case, I dreamed about being able to see the grass that I was sure was greener on the other side…

Well, it has been 19 years, but I finally made it! The wait was well worth it, cause when I was younger, this was just a big hole in the ground.

 

When I walked out the Bridle Trail, I turned the corner and caught sight of the Bright Angel Point… The pic doesn’t do it justice at all. When I saw it, the first thing I wanted to do was to stand on the big rock at the end…

So here I am, standing on Bright Angel Point… Cool view eh?

Oh yea, this view is on the other trail, if I remember right, that is the bottom end of Roaring Springs Canyon.

This is the lodge, seen from the trail below. It’s a really cool place too, and I got to see a Ranger Program on the back Sun Porch

Just in case you don’t know, this is Ranger Gealyn Olmsted. She is giving a talk on the geology of the Grand Canyon. It was an excellent program and I learned allot about rocks and the way they were laid down in layers, cool!

This is a good example of the layering…

On the walk back I saw something that brought a song to mind… You know the one, “Lean on me… when your not strong… and I’ll be your friend!” Something about the way the stronger tree was holding up his dying brother…

Then I went to another Ranger Program, a evening campfire and talk about the pottery in the region… Cool stuff and there were some really good pieces made…

So that was pretty much what I did for a few days, Oh yea, had some real “Quality Time”!

I am what I am…

Thank You!

When I first started this adventure in blog land I had no idea how much fun it would be and how much I would learn.

As time went by, I was given suggestions by Gaelyn, on some blogs I should check out. I did and have had the privilege

to be associated and become friends with some really good people!

My blog has grown to 9 followers, doesn’t sound like much, but you have to consider the quality of those followers!

There is Geogypsy, Gaelyn, who was my “Mentor” in this blog-o-rama. She has been and always will be my source of inspiration for a better blog… besides that, she has captured my heart and filled it with love everlasting!

   And some one I have grown close to is Joan from SAPhotographs. Joan your blog is outstanding! Your photos are of the highest quality and very beautiful.:) I feel that our friendship is one that is very special, I have been blessed to know you!

And of course Jo, of memorable meanders, We got to meet as a result of a separation that was a blessing in disguise…  When Gaelyn was gone for a month, it wound up cementing our relationship. She got to go on a wonderful hike with your son and one thing led to another… I give you great respect for your living conditions, being a stranger in a strange land, so far from your home, and yet you still make the best of what is given! Your strong faith is an inspiration to me!

    And a fellow blogger from Arizona is Diane AZ, You have an excellent eye for capturing the moment… The pics I have seen and the text to describe are wonderful! Thank you…

Bhavesh Chhatbar from India you are a brother and fellow soul! Thank you for all the beautiful posts… they always invoke a feeling of peace! Your thoughts are such that they provide a place for thoughts in others. Walk in beauty my friend!

  Who can forget Fabgrandma, Karen, you and Jim are wonderful people and good friends! I am so glad I got the chance to spend some time with you both, it was a really good time! Thank you for that!

To my friend Tom, Fishing Guy, Thank you for your true friendship! Your way of putting things in perspective is wonderful!

I feel that I am a better person for having known you… Thank you!

  There are a couple others, Raquel Cruso’, Lorac, and Anonymous from Louisiana, Thank you for listening to my wanderings, there are more to come…

 

       I just wanted to say that I am blessed and privileged to have such a great group of followers. I haven’t been able to post as often as I would like as I have been very busy at work.

My day begins at 2::00 am when then alarm wakes me, so it’s early to bed and even earlier to rise…

    I will try to get at least one post a week, and to all the blogs I follow, I will try to read at least once a week, on dial-up it is so time consuming to try to keep up with all I would like. Every body always has such great posts, it’s hard to decide who’s to read after I've read Gaelyn’s blog. By the way baby… I love you!

 

   Once again I would like to give thanks to all you bloggers and friends for a wonderful trip so far… I am what I am!

Showdown at the O.K. Corral

The sun was high in the sky that day…

A light breeze blew in from the east, and the smell of Ostrich was in the air.

A Gypsy had come into town all the way from America… heard that there was an Ostrich that was said couldn’t be ridden.

The time had come, it was do or die…

All the other Ostriches were terrified! It was Geogypsy, the famous Ostrich buster!

Tensions mounted… a hooded bird, Geogypsy at the ready, and far away, a dog barked.

Off they went! Being chased by two cowboys, or should I say, Wranglers. The Ostrich took off at break neck speeds. Nobody knew what was going to happen… Everyone held their breath and covered their eyes!  The battle was on!

After a series of mad dashes, the Ostrich knew that he had been bested. And the Geogypsy dismounted with a victory shout!

“I have won the day Ostrich!”  “Victory is mine!” All the while her two trusty sidekicks stood there, bewildered, in awe that that Black Bart had met his match…

 

  

And of course, the spoils to the victor!

It was a day that the Ostriches would never forget! The day that the Geogypsy came to town lookin’ for a showdown. They write songs and tell stories to their children about that day.

         And that is the legend of Geogypsy, Ostrich buster…Some say,if you listen closely to the wind, you can hear the sound of Ostriches feet stomping the ground…

 

 

     I am what I am