Lieu we were next to the Dolores River in a beautiful canyon adjacent to Beaver Creek. Pretty far out there, not a lot of people around at all - amazingly beautiful. I spent my days wandering the small box canyons, rockhounding, writing a lot in my journal and chronicling every new plant I found or bird I saw. At night I held a sort of vigil, small fire in a fire pan, just thinking about life, love pursuit of happiness. Yes, I will certainly do it again in a couple years. This is a great way to mark a transition in ones life, I’m moving to Colorado in a few months so I’ll be in that neck of the woods exploring the canyons and mountains even more.
Kalhoun - I kept a field journal where I chronicled everything from a new plant or bird or flower, to the way I was feeling or what I was thinking about a certain issue in my life. I am enjoying reading through the journal now, lets me remember where I’ve been and where I really want to go. The only critters I saw were ground squirrels, toads and the occasional tree frog. In years past in the same canyon a family of bear have wandered through and several mountain lion sightings…there is not a lot of big game in there to hunt so I think the big predators stay away by in large. Saw some Big Horn Sheep on the high cliffs…that was cool!