Getting Lost in Nature
I consider myself very lucky to have been able to live out in the middle of a forest, off the grid at one point in my life. We had a four-wheeler that we would take out often. Any of the many trails leading out our back fence, onto BLM land, would end up in an awe-inspiring view. We discovered so many places of interest in a relatively small radius just out our back gate.
One place we went to often was this narrow slot canyon. We had to travel a little distance to get to it and actually ended up riding parallel to the little-traveled road that led into the Coral Pink Sand Dunes State Park, six miles east from our property.
One of our favorite places was this little, 3-sided canyon whose entry was so narrow you had to hike down into it from above. We’d park the 4-wheeler and hike into it. This included hiking up a hillside of huge boulders, an awe-inspiring venture in itself. When you got to the top of this rugged mound or boulders, sage brush and wild flowers there was an extremely narrow, dirt trail leading down into this quiescent, narrow canyon. As the photo shows, the floor was soft, red sand (depicting the name of this area; The Coral Pink Sand Dunes). The walls went straight up on either side. Both sides of the canyon walls had distinct petroglyphs on them.
It was so quiet and peaceful in there, with the thick layer of the soft, red sand floor; I often wished I could just spend the night in there. It was only after quite a few trips to that place that I learned something else about the rock walls. They were a brilliant contrast of red sandstone and a black coat of something I later learned was called “Desert Varnish”. This varnish builds up over hundreds of years upon a rock formation that gets little precipitation, fracturing or wind abrasion; usually in an arid climate. The varnish is primarily composed of particles of clay along with iron and manganese oxides. There is also a host of trace elements and almost always some organic matter. The color of the varnish varies from shades of brown to a purplish black. Scientists can judge the age of the rock from the layers of varnish built up on it.
In this particular canyon, the varnish is almost a bluish black, very dark with a gleam to it. You can look straight up from the bottom of the canyon to the sky above. It is one of the most magnificent places I have been to. I have a hankering to go back.
We sold our cabin that was located in this area and moved away. I miss those days and the natural beauty we saw in any direction we looked. I miss the trails and the surprises awaiting at the end of the ride, we were always surprised by something extraordinarily magnificent.
As part of this assignment, I am to challenge another blogger to do the 5 consecutive days of posting a photo with a word or two, or more. I would like to invite one of my favorite bloggers, whose blog I absolutely love, “Through The Open Lens”, to do this challenge. He posts daily anyway, so this shouldn’t be anything added to his list.