Rain mixed with SW Utah snow this morning. In MT it would be the other way around with more snow than rain this time of year. We had a splendid breakfast, packed some gear and the pooch and off. Hiked to the Corona Arch which was a short 1.5 mile hike above the Colorado River some 10 or so miles north and east of Moab. Indian pictographs and dinosaur tracks along the road to the point of embarkment.

It was a lovely hike with a spot of rain and cool temperatures. I spent most of the hike following the Bostie's ass.  Enya is not much of a follower. So many rocks and so many soft canyons just beckoning to us as we hiked. I think that it's important to be as quiet as possible when walking in what are probably sacred places and the soft red sand permitted us to do just that and pay our respects to the sweet earth.

I thought of John Wesley Powell, the one-armed cartographer who floated and charted the Colorado River and this country and wondered about the meaning of voyager and scout and how this might apply to my life.  Upon returning to the outfit after our hike we had some lunch at the campground overlooking the Colorado and were joined by two Jays who savored a bit of our apple and Cliff Bar...peanut butter crunch. I bet that did not "pass" easily.

A beer and Margaretti (Annie) at the Moab Brewery when back in Moab. Grilled chicken for a chicken salad dinner and such was my day.  Replete with wonder, profound appreciation, and humbled by this great land that we call home.