6/4/11

Our first year on the road


On April 13th we celebrated our first year on the road and are happy to report that we still love our nomadic lifestyle and have thoroughly enjoyed the freedom it has provided us.  We still find our motorhome to be perfectly comfortable (although it does feel a bit “cozy” when we have 2 clothes lines up inside to dry out wet gear after hiking/camping in the rain).  Our relationship continues to thrive despite (or because of) living in such tight quarters.  Our only regret is that we couldn’t start living this way sooner than we did.

Where we have been – Zion National Park and Bryce Canyon National Park in Utah as well as the Coyote Buttes in Arizona

After leaving the wet and dreary Pacific Northwest we headed for the land of blue skies and red rock – southern Utah!  Our first stop was Zion National Park and our first hike was the extremely popular trail to Angels Landing. This improbable trail switchbacks steeply up a narrow canyon ending as a narrow ridge climb with the assistance of chains to hang on to.  This wasn't our first time so we expected lots of people but happily we were late enough in the day that the usual crowds had dissipated so we had it largely to ourselves.

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 Zion valley from Angels Landing, Zion National Park, Utah

An unexpected treat was running into a fellow who John used to work with at REI and his wife. We spent some time together that evening and by happy accident ran into them again the next day at the trail head to Observation Point and hiked up with them.  It was great for us because, as retired folks who lead a secluded life, we are always on the lookout for people whose ears we can talk off.  All of our photos taken on dayhikes to Angels Landing and Observation Point are on Flickr.

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Jean and John with Veronica and Ben on Observation Point, Zion National Park, Utah

We then did a 3 day/2 night backpack trip up to the East Rim Trail spending the first night on Cable Mountain. There was still snow on the mesas above the canyon but warmer temperatures had begun melting some of it.  The result was that trails were quite muddy in places.  But the great views we had from our camp on Deertrap Mt of the Zion Valley and Angels Landing made it well worth it.

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 John and Jean, with Angels Landing in the distance, on Deertrap Mountain in Zion National Park, Utah

The next day we headed to Deertrap Mountain for stunning views of the canyon.  Deertrap is unusual for a “mountain” as it has a long narrow, flat top. We were camped on one end and hiked to the other for views into the canyons on the other side that you can't get anywhere else.  All of our East Rim/Deertrap Mountain backpack trip photos are on Flickr.

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Seen from Deertrap Mountain in Zion National Park, Utah

Our next adventure was to hike to "The Subway", a dramatic slot canyon named for its tunnel like appearance. 

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Entrance to"The Subway", Zion National Park, Utah

The “bottom up” route that we did involves 4 ½ miles of following the Left Fork of North Creek upstream.  There is also a technical “top down” route that requires wetsuits, ropes and utilizes fixed anchors.  Permits are required for both routes. There is no official trail as flash floods would just obliterate it but there are portions of social trails and routes marked with cairns.  However one must scramble up/down unstable slopes and cross the deep creek at intervals to bypass obstructions; landslides, rock falls, large boulders etc.  All make this hike time consuming.  It took us 11 hours to cover 9 miles (including food breaks and photo ops).

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Jean on the route to "The Subway", Zion National Park, Utah

A thunder storm the previous night resulted in higher water levels than we had anticipated.  Fortunately we were able to rent some essential equipment; waist high “Dry Pants”, neoprene booties and canyoneering boots plus a stout hiking/wading staff (from Zion Adventures located in Springdale, Utah).

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Jean wearing the "dry pants" that made all the creek crossings on the route to "The Subway" much more comfortable.  Zion National Park, Utah

I was anxious at the beginning as our very first crossing involved water that was crotch deep with a current strong enough to knock you down.  It didn’t help to have been informed we should be on the lookout for 2 hikers who had been missing for 3 days (they were found later that day). Fortunately creek crossings became easier the higher up we got…which also meant we would encounter the deepest, most difficult ones again later in the day when we were most fatigued and when water levels could be higher due to snow melt. But we had become much more skilled by that time so it wasn’t as bad as I had anticipated.

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Jean doing one of the deeper creek crossings on the route to "The Subway" in Zion National Park, UT

Lower water levels in the summer enable hikers to get higher into the canyon by walking on bare rock easily skirting the deep pools.  However the higher water levels meant we had to wade through rapidly flowing water over slippery rock, always on the lookout for the now hidden deep pools.

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Jean in "The Subway" in Zion National Park, Utah

The increased volume of water did provide an unexpected treat - a series of beautiful wide shallow waterfalls at the entrance of the slot canyon. All of our "Subway" photos are on Flickr. 

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Waterfall below the entrance to "The Subway" in Zion National Park, UT

We then headed to Bryce Canyon National Park for a quick visit.  Bryce is difficult to describe.  The canyon is filled with unique stone formations, called “Hoodoos”, could cause one to think of a cave without a ceiling, a forest of stone or a sculpture garden.

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  Bryce Canyon National Park, UT

The higher elevation meant colder temperatures and snow, which was beautiful.  But poor weather led us to wimp out on doing a backpack trip and we used the one good weather day for a day hike.  Fallen rock had closed some of the trails but we were still able to do a loop hike to some notable features.  All of our Bryce Canyon National Park photos are on Flickr.

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"Wall Street" in Bryce Canyon National Park, Utah

After leaving Bryce we headed south to spend time in the Coyote Buttes area of northern Arizona.  We especially hoped to visit the “The Wave” in North Coyote Buttes.  This increasingly popular formation consists of large swooping thin layers of sandstone, some as delicate as pastry.

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"The Wave" in North Coyote Buttes in Arizona

In order to preserve this feature only 20 people are allowed in the area per day and there is stiff competition to obtain the required permits. Ten of these permits are available online three 3 months in advance and ten are made available to people who show up in person at the Paria Contact Station on any given day.  As way more than 20 people want to see “The Wave” a lottery is held to determine the lucky few who can, both online and in person.

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Jean at the lottery hoping to win a permit to the North Coyote Buttes and "The Wave"

We decided we could afford to spend five days trying to win two of the coveted permits before heading to Grand Canyon National Park. We developed a routine of getting to the Paria Contact Station by 9 AM and entering the lottery. We consoled ourselves the first 3 days of not winning with exploring the South Coyote Buttes and an area known as “White Pocket" as well as some improbable rock formations known as “The Toadstools".

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One of many delicate sandstone formations in South Coyote Buttes, Arizona

All of which involved driving many miles on 4-wheel drive only roads over muddy ruts, across large mostly flat rocks and through sand, lots of deep, loose sand.  Our Subaru Outback did phenomenally well and got us everywhere we wanted to go (we did carry a shovel, tent, sleeping bags, food and water just in case).  All of our South Coyote Buttes, White Pocket and Toadstools photos are on Flickr.

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One of the unusual "Toadstools" in Arizona

But we were still hoping to get to go to North Coyote Buttes.  The 4th morning we entered the lottery happened to be my birthday and I was feeling lucky.  We waited expectantly for the drawing to begin and our number was called first!  It was a great birthday present.

We’d heard that most people hike straight to the wave, take pictures and hang out just a little while before leaving.  Indeed nearly all of the other 18 other permit holders were there when we arrived and all seemed to be getting in the way of each other’s photographs.  As there is far more to the North Coyote Buttes area than “The Wave” we spent most of the day exploring the surrounding area including the “Second Wave”, “Sand Cove”, and climbing “Top Rock”.  We returned to “The Wave” later in the afternoon and had it completely to ourselves. All of our North Coyote Buttes photos are on Flickr.


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"The Second Wave" in North Coyote Buttes in Arizona

Our next destination is Grand Canyon National Park.


This next bit is just something that Jean has been thinking about.

To blog or not to blog

When we started making concrete plans to sell our house and become “nomads” the question came up – how would we let friends and family know where we were and what we had been doing.  John had already planned to post photos on Flickr, complete with tags and captions, but when a friend suggested we do a blog I decided to give it a try.  

I originally thought I would just list where we had been and have it lead readers to John’s photos on Flickr.  But I struggled from the start quickly realizing I had no interest or skill in providing trail reports, route information, GPS coordinates etc.  That information is readily available elsewhere.  Instead, “Where we have been” evolved into a brief overview coupled with some of our impressions of our trips; interesting circumstances, scary situations, etc.

But I also acquired the habit of including something with each posting on topics I found myself thinking about.  These were sometimes related to where we had been such as bears and trails.  But oftentimes not; marriage and fear for example.  This surprised me because while I enjoy the act of writing I had always felt uncomfortable when anyone actually read what I wrote.  I’m a shy and private person so it would seem that keeping a journal would be a more appropriate place for this. 

However, I have come to realize that writing something beyond “Where we have been” and posting it to this blog apparently meets some need I have.  This became apparent last fall when John was so distracted by other responsibilities and overwhelmed with his back log of photos that he didn’t post anything to Flickr for a 4 month period.  I found I experienced less pleasure in writing when I couldn’t see an opportunity to post any of it in the foreseeable future.  I got pretty grumpy about it.

Of course I could have just said screw the photos and gone ahead and posted to the blog but my compulsive nature wouldn’t allow it.  I wanted to maintain the format I’d already established; the “Where we have been” including links to the appropriate sets of photos on  Flickr followed by whatever I’d been thinking about.  Fortunately for me he finally got caught up.

There are millions of blogs so I’m obviously not alone.  I don’t know why anyone else feels compelled to do this but I’m trying to understand why I do.  If I look for deep psychological reasons I could say I have a need to be “heard” and to feel “known” by others but being shy makes this difficult for me face-to-face.  Our nomadic lifestyle has reduced the number of people we come into contact with and I’m just not as comfortable as John is in striking up conversations with strangers.  Don't get me wrong I'm not lonely.  I've never been one to have a lot of friends and I now get to spend nearly all of my time with my best friend.  Perhaps writing something more personal is just a way for me to maintain a sense of connection with others while maintaining my isolationist tendencies.  

One might think that Facebook would meet this need so why don’t I just “Friend” some people and tell them what’s on my mind?  Well, I tried it but besides needing more “characters” to say what I wanted to say it just seemed too much like being a little kid again when what I said just got lost in everybody else’s conversations (and I didn't like how people who never talked to me in public school now wanted me as a “Friend”).

But there is definitely a feeling of exposure, at least for me, that comes with clicking “Publish Post”, almost like preparing to go out on a stage naked.  Of course it is presumptuous to think that anyone is interested in anything beyond where we have been and wants to know more about me.  Just a few months ago I discovered that my siblings weren’t reading my blog and if they weren’t interested in what their sister was thinking about then how could I expect anyone else to be?  So maybe I’ve been getting all worked up for nothing.  Maybe I have been going out on that “stage” unawares that the auditorium is actually empty. 

However, I received some positive comments and gained a little self-confidence.  But just when I got comfortable with the idea that a few people we knew were reading what I wrote I discovered that Blogger records stats.  Keeping track of things like the referring URLs and keywords searched.  But two stats really shocked me – the country of origin of our “Audience” and the number of “Views”.  I had assumed our audience would be limited to the US and Canada and to people we already knew or had met during our travels.  But to date we have had visitors from 39 different countries and thus far there have been over 4,000 views of the homepage and individual posts.  I’m dumbfounded. 

Of course a “View” only means that a page has been opened and not that a single word has been read or if read then valued.  I know how frustrated I’ve been those times I’ve done a Google Search on a topic and followed a link that took me to someone’s blog.  Either I give it quick glance and close it immediately or I try to sift through the verbiage in order to find out if it actually contains any pertinent information.  Most of the time I can’t figure out why I was led there in the first place and I end up resenting the waste of my time!?!

I shudder when I think that this is undoubtedly happening to others after following a link that brings them here.  For this I am sorry as wasting someone’s time was never my intent.  But I guess that is the nature of the Internet. So, to anyone still reading this I say thanks for “listening”.

5 comments:

Hendrik Morkel said...

You're not wasting anyones time with your writings and photos, they're an inspiration! Thanks for sharing them, and likely inspiring a lot of other people, if not to sell their homes to at least ponder about it =) Please keep the wonderful text and photos coming!

Brian said...

Jean and John,

Thanks again for bringing us along on your journey. The destinations are wonderful and the photos just absolutely stunning! But most of all, I appreciate the insights on your chosen way of life and the effects it has on your relationship. Your path is one that I hope Staci and I will be able to travel a few years down the road.

The auditorium is not empty, and I for one, am standing and clapping.
Thanks again,
Brian

Carol Stream said...

Great blog and photos! It's nice to live vicariously through your posts!

Staci said...

Jean and John,

As my wonderful husband stated in his comment, Thank You for sharing your photos, adventures and life experiences with us! We look forward to seeing where you have been and your experiences at those amazing places! We smile every time we read your posts, as we can not wait to be able to lead the "nomadic" lifestyle that you two do!

Congratulations on your 1 year Anniversary and we wish you many, many more! Enjoy your trip to the Grand Canyon!

Sincerely,

Staci

Brad said...

John and Jean,

Many thanks for sharing your adventures of some of my favorite places through this blog. Your photos are spectacular and the comments are very interesting. I'm proud to say I know John well.

Brad Johnson