Ranger Kathryn's Arches

June 25, 2009

Godhead, bird life, whatever

Filed under: Uncategorized — Kathryn Colestock-Burke @ 6:58 pm

Interesting trivia tidbits abound concerning the named formations in Arches.  For most of the 20th century, this formation directly above my apartment was called “The Trinity.”  At some point it got renamed “The Three Penguins.”  Was it the NPS’s commitment to our pluralistic society?  Was it the need to choose a more colorful name?  I have no idea.  I enjoy seeing it/them every day way up on the hill.

The Trinitarian Penguins?

The Trinitarian Penguins?

Thank you for the comments, all…

Filed under: Uncategorized — Kathryn Colestock-Burke @ 6:52 pm

I must reiterate that it is a lot of fun to get comments from my readers, including ones that make me groan, laugh, or shake my head.  Maybe it is like the radio DJ who wonders if anyone out there is under the sound of his voice, or the newspaper columnist who opens with, “I don’t know if anyone will see this, but…”

Regardless, the two good purposes of this blog are equally legitimate:  (1) To keep friends and family in the loop concerning my adventures, and (2) To document for my own self what happens this summer.

But tonight I am tired.  The humidity and heat have sucked all my energy away for the day and it is time to put my feet up and drink some iced tea or something cold.  I am accustomed to drinking tepid (or warmish tepid) water all day from my SPAM stainless steel water bottle, which can’t be confused with anybody else’s bottle, and most days I long for a fountain of cold water.  

So, back to the theme:  Comment!  Even if it is only a sentence!  You’ll make my day.  Don’t be afraid.  Aren’t blogs supposed to be a little community of Earth travelers all passing through the same transect?

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P.S.  When I go into the wilderness on weekends, don’t expect any posts!

Moab Valley, UT, at sunset

Moab Valley, UT, at sunset

Cairns

Filed under: Uncategorized — Kathryn Colestock-Burke @ 7:33 am

I find myself intrigued by the many different ways people choose to stack rocks.  Here in the desert, cairns are the only way to mark a trail, and there are plenty of rocks from which to choose; endless variations then result.  I’ve made a few myself, repaired some, moved some, and… one can almost begin to see a signature ‘style’ come forth.  There are the precise and rigid piles (“… must find flat rock… must find smaller flat rock…”), there are the thrown-together “anything will do as long as it stays up ’til I move away” piles, there are cemented-together-by-NPS piles, and then there are the absolutely artistic ones that are clear representations of, say, an arch, or a man.  Those bring a smile to my face, but I am fascinated by them all collectively.  The fourth photo is a nine-rock cairn I built to ensure that others would not be led astray at Courthouse Towers, as I was on my first hike.  Two days later I hiked it again and someone had knocked it over.

Rather representational, like a boat, or a child's stacking toy; carefully selected components

Rather representational, like a boat, or a child's stacking toy; carefully selected components

 

There is a skillfully-crafted arch here.  See the pale opening at the center?

There is a skillfully-crafted arch here. See the pale opening at the center?

 

A creative balancingtype built this one; note fewer flat surfaces

A creative balancing type built this one; note rounded rocks

 

I used nine rocks to build this one.  Some are only two rocks.

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