This first picture was on a trip we took to Yosemite. It was freezing the whole time, and then when we packed up to go home, it turned gorgeous. Go figure.
This is a picture from Pfeifferhorn. The ridge line across the middle of the picture looks like a knife blade--very dramatic.
This is up Spanish Fork Peak. I wasn't actually on this trip, but this picture is so good I feel like I was (how do you like that, Jesse?). I love quaking aspen. The sound of the leaves in the wind is musical.
This is Sand Flats, outside of Moab, Utah. It looks warm, but it was actually very very cold. Well, maybe not very very cold, but cold nonetheless.
This is in Davis Canyon, Utah. I love this picture because it looks so vast and empty. I want to live somewhere like this when I get older. I'll own a big old truck and it will be great.
This picture is from the same trip as the previous two. Still cold. Not that I mind the cold! I'm just sayin'.
THIS trip was not cold. This is Coyote Gulch, Utah. It was hot. I loved it. It was refreshing to hike down the gulch, sometimes in the river, sometimes out, and whenever you got too hot, you could dip back in. Very relaxing.
The Escalante River is the little strip of green in the middle of the picture with Coyote Gulch converging from the left (hard to see). I think I love the outdoors so much because you really realize how vast the world is. When I looked out across the sandstone, I could imagine that I was the only person alive. Television and radios and all the modern conveniences seemed so superfluous. Who needs 'em? I guess without the internet I couldn't be posting these, my favorite pictures, so I guess I should say "Who needs 'em as much as we use 'em?" Kathy, I really wish you were on that trip. It was great. You would've only felt like you were going to die as we climbed in and again as we climbed out. This picture is from climbing out.
This last picture is from Alaska. It was not taken by Jesse or I, but by a roommate named Ashleigh. I remember eons ago flipping through my grandparent's encyclopedias and under Washington State it said that it was the last wilderness in America. That was obviously written before Alaska joined the union. Anchorage was the largest city in that state, and they basically had nothing. That was wilderness.
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I loved all these pictures. They reminded me of my beloved Sierra Club calendars. My favorite one though was the Spanish Fork Peak one. I just love the colors, composition, everything.
I wish I had been on that Coyote Gulch hike too. It was only scary going in and out? That's a lot better than the whole time.
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