Massive Navajo sandstone domes and fins, steep cliffs, and natural arches erupt out of the desert landscape within Utah’s Behind the Rocks Wilderness Study Area. The area’s extreme topography makes cross-country foot travel very challenging, yet possible. The highly scenic rock fins traversing the wilderness study area are popular subjects for photographers. Behind the Rocks offers amazing views of the La Sal mountains and is nearby to Arches and Canyonlands National Parks. For those who prefer to catch their scenery at a little faster pace, there are plenty of nearby mountain biking trails and off-highway vehicle routes. Photo by Bob Wick, Bureau of Land Management, @mypubliclands.
a/n: In which Nursey is a sap. Basically I’m giving Nurseydex their Zimbits moment. Pie is involved.
“…You don’t know how to peel an apple, do you?”
Nursey whipped his head up to see Dex staring at him, an
eyebrow raised. They were in the kitchen trying to make a pie for Ransom and
Lardo’s birthdays, and it was going pretty okay—but definitely not thanks to
Nursey. He’d been trying to peel the same apple for the last five minutes.
“Um,” Nursey said. “Well, I’ve never had to, you know, peel stuff before—”
“It’s literally not hard,” Dex said. “I’d chirp you about
how helpless you are, but I really just want to get this done. Let me show
He stood at Nursey’s side, took the apple and the peeler,
and started to demonstrate. “See?” he said, gripping the peeler tight in this
long fingers. He shucked three long strips of apple peel into the sink and then
handed the tool and the apple back to Nursey. “It’s not hard—you’re just
“Well thanks, that’s a relief,” Nursey said. Dex hip-checked
him, and he hip-checked back.
“Since when are you so good at baking, then, huh Dex?”
Nursey asked quietly after a moment or two of silence. “I remember you dissing
baking back when we were frogs—”
“We’re still the frogs, Nursey.”
“Yeah, I know, I know. I just… Now it seems like more often than not you’re the one helping Bitty
bake,” Nursey said. “What changed?”
A natural wonderland created by stone and erosion, Arches National Park offers unforgettable experiences. When visiting the park this summer, photographer Derek Cronk looked up and saw a shimmering rainbow framed in the massive window of Delicate Arch. “I felt lucky to be in such an incredible location as it was, but it took my breath away to be presented with such an amazing opportunity.” Lucky and good is a great combination. Photo courtesy of Derek Cronk.
#mypubliclandsroadtrip today hikes to Corona and Bowtie Arches near Moab, Utah
The roadtrip heads a mile and a half up Bootlegger Canyon to the sandstone Corona and Bowtie Arches. The short hike to the arches includes a pass by a large cairn garden, moki steps, and a short ladder climb that rewards with the first sight of the arches.
Bowtie and Corona Arches greet hikers with unusual form and incredible views! Notice the reddish-black coating on the exposed rock surrounding Bowtie Arch. This coating– called a desert varnish– is a result of clay and other particles cementing to the rock surface. Manganese gives the rock its black-color and iron creates the reddish tone. It takes thousands of years to make desert varnish, so tread lightly when coming in contact with the rock surface.
adventurethrulens Mollie has gotten real good at lassoing pitons, studs and other pieces of gear that are out of reach. Due to her 5'4" height, many times she has to aid climb out of the box by taking a sling and hucking it up at the out-of-reach piece of gear. Many times she gets it after a few tries. . Here, high on Zenyada Entrada in Arches National Park, she was faced with a vertical section, right below the anchor, where should couldn’t get a piece in to stand on. She was at an impass. If she didn’t get to that anchor they would have to retreat. So she did what she does best. Grabbed her etrier (rope ladder) and within 10 minutes had clipped the carabiner on the end of the etrier to the master point of the chain anchor. 2 hours later Mollie and @youdidwhatwithyournuts were on the summit. . .
I see them standing at the formal gates of their colleges,
I see my father strolling out
under the ochre sandstone arch, the
red tiles glinting like bent
plates of blood behind his head, I
see my mother with a few light books at her hip
standing at the pillar made of tiny bricks,
the wrought-iron gate still open behind her, its
sword-tips aglow in the May air,
they are about to graduate, they are about to get married,
they are kids, they are dumb, all they know is they are
innocent, they would never hurt anybody.
I want to go up to them and say Stop,
don’t do it—she’s the wrong woman,
he’s the wrong man, you are going to do things
you cannot imagine you would ever do,
you are going to do bad things to children,
you are going to suffer in ways you have not heard of,
you are going to want to die. I want to go
up to them there in the late May sunlight and say it,
her hungry pretty face turning to me,
her pitiful beautiful untouched body,
his arrogant handsome face turning to me,
his pitiful beautiful untouched body,
but I don’t do it. I want to live. I
take them up like the male and female
paper dolls and bang them together
at the hips, like chips of flint, as if to
strike sparks from them, I say
Do what you are going to do, and I will tell about it.
Campbell Symington House, 3977 Second Avenue–Detroit MI by pinehurst19475 Via Flickr: This house was designed by the noted Detroit church architects Donaldson & Meier in 1882 for Campbell Symington, who two years later became a business partner of J. L. Hudson.
Mister Symington was born in Scotland in 1848 and came to Detroit at the age of twenty. After working as office manager for Mabley’s Department Store, where he met Mister Hudson, the two purchased a carpet business, which was eventually housed in the Hudson store on Woodward Avenue. Mr. Symington lived in the home until his death in 1928.
The house is representative of the upper-middle class homes on Second Avenue (when built it cost $12,000–a considerable sum in that era) and adjoining streets in the late 19th and early 20th century. Symington House has Romanesque accents and is faced in red-vein sandstone. The home is a contributing property to National Register and City of Detroit historic districts. And judging from the exterior, the structure is in admirable shape.