it's pretty much like this every night.
Jul 30, 2014
Jul 29, 2014
Jul 28, 2014
7.15.14
hiking with my dad is never so much hiking as it is tracking; which is why it's hardly surprising that we didn't turn back when signs of bear activity appeared everywhere. we bushwacked our way down the canyon until, of course, we came across a bear.
then we turned back.
then we turned back.
Jul 27, 2014
7.13.14
as johjoh said, "this is the most beautiful place i have ever seen."
Jul 25, 2014
7.11.14
Today Devin, his lady JohJoh, Zephyr and I traveled across the Rockies and headed for Telluride. An already long drive was made even longer by a fatal car accident, which blocked both lanes. We waited hours for the road to be cleared; everyone got out of their cars and started milling about. We had a car picnic, I taught JohJoh more about her camera, Devin played songs on the eukelele. Zephyr may have been the most patient one involved. After nearly 11 hours on the road we made it to the ranch. It was annoying - but mostly we were thankful to be alive.
7.10.14
devin comes to colorado day
7.9.14
Jul 23, 2014
Jul 22, 2014
7.5.14
We didn't really do much on the 4th so to celebrate America's (belated) birthday we headed to the mountains, hiking to Fern Lake and Lake Odessa. It was a really beautiful morning. I'm posting more than just one photo!
"Once there were brook trout in the streams in the mountains. You could see them standing in the amber current where the white edges of their fins wimpled softly in the flow. They smelled of moss in your hand. Polished and muscular and torsional. On their backs were vermiculate patterns that were maps of the world in its becoming. Maps and mazes. Of a thing which could not be put back. Not be made right again. In the deep glens where they lived all things were older than man and they hummed of mystery."
~ Cormac McCarthy
"Once there were brook trout in the streams in the mountains. You could see them standing in the amber current where the white edges of their fins wimpled softly in the flow. They smelled of moss in your hand. Polished and muscular and torsional. On their backs were vermiculate patterns that were maps of the world in its becoming. Maps and mazes. Of a thing which could not be put back. Not be made right again. In the deep glens where they lived all things were older than man and they hummed of mystery."
~ Cormac McCarthy
Jul 7, 2014
Jul 6, 2014
7.2.14
two kinds of people: those who will patiently wait for the road to open knowing they will probably run out of gas in the wilderness if they use the detour - and those who will white knuckle it; driving over the mountains the long way around, tank on empty, just to avoid sitting there.
Jul 5, 2014
Jul 4, 2014
6.22.14
I've been obsessed with soba noodle dishes lately. Mostly because they are easy, delicious, and put to use lots of fresh veggies from the farm. This one was really fast and good, and you could substitute the asparagus and radishes for peas, carrots, cucumbers or whatever fresh spring/summer veggies show up.
cook about 6oz of soba noodles (about half a packet)
drain, rinse with cold water and set aside
steam a small bunch of asparagus
slice a few radishes
roughly chop asparagus
slice an avocado
mince a shallot (or sub 1/4 cup chopped scallions)
combine 1.5 tablespoon soy sauce, 2.5 tablespoon rice vinegar, and the juice of one lime
stir the veggies and noodles in with the sauce
garnish with sesame seeds, avocado slices and sriracha
eat!
cook about 6oz of soba noodles (about half a packet)
drain, rinse with cold water and set aside
steam a small bunch of asparagus
slice a few radishes
roughly chop asparagus
slice an avocado
mince a shallot (or sub 1/4 cup chopped scallions)
combine 1.5 tablespoon soy sauce, 2.5 tablespoon rice vinegar, and the juice of one lime
stir the veggies and noodles in with the sauce
garnish with sesame seeds, avocado slices and sriracha
eat!
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