Carolyn's Tumblings

On our day off yesterday, Gregg and I hiked up Garnet Canyon to...

Wed, 13 Jul 2011 23:48:20 -0400

On our day off yesterday, Gregg and I hiked up Garnet Canyon to The Meadows. At 9400 feet, it’s often used as a staging area and campground for climbers about to attempt the Middle Teton. This mountain had been a looming presence in so many of our hikes, so it was incredibly cool to get this close to it and chat with some folks about to climb it — including a chance encounter with a pair of old Williams classmates who were on their honeymoon!

This class has had such a good time together. I can’t...

Wed, 13 Jul 2011 20:24:04 -0400

This class has had such a good time together. I can’t believe we have just one more day left in camp.

Swallowing a bird whole is hard work.

Sun, 10 Jul 2011 09:54:15 -0400

Swallowing a bird whole is hard work.

Loved watching this coyote hunt for mice.

Sun, 10 Jul 2011 09:49:00 -0400

Loved watching this coyote hunt for mice.

Summer Bison Behavior

Sun, 10 Jul 2011 09:48:35 -0400

… is a lot more active than winter bison behavior.

Photo

Sun, 10 Jul 2011 09:48:00 -0400

Photo

Sun, 10 Jul 2011 09:46:45 -0400

Home from Yellowstone...

Fri, 08 Jul 2011 23:39:58 -0400

Fantastic four days in the park. Didn’t get mauled by any grizzly bears, though we were on that trail the day before it happened. Photos forthcoming.

Like I said, not roughing it. Isn’t this a gorgeous...

Mon, 04 Jul 2011 19:04:30 -0400

Like I said, not roughing it. Isn’t this a gorgeous little space?

Hiked up Cascade Canyon yesterday. Lots of snow and great...

Mon, 04 Jul 2011 19:00:59 -0400

Hiked up Cascade Canyon yesterday. Lots of snow and great views.

Confession: over here in the faculty cabins, we’re not...

Mon, 04 Jul 2011 00:10:31 -0400

Confession: over here in the faculty cabins, we’re not really roughing it.

Door of the Maude Nobel cabin, which in 1923 played host to a...

Sun, 03 Jul 2011 02:01:15 -0400

Door of the Maude Nobel cabin, which in 1923 played host to a meeting of Jackson Hole residents crucial in founding Grand Teton National Park.

Cunningham Homestead, Grand Teton National Park.

Sun, 03 Jul 2011 01:38:06 -0400

Cunningham Homestead, Grand Teton National Park.

String Lake was beautiful but cold.

Sun, 03 Jul 2011 01:32:42 -0400

String Lake was beautiful but cold.

View of the Grand Teton from Two Ocean Lake Trail in Grand Teton...

Sat, 02 Jul 2011 00:11:00 -0400

View of the Grand Teton from Two Ocean Lake Trail in Grand Teton National Park. Balsamroot blooming in foreground.

View into Jackson Hole & Gros Ventre mountains from...

Sat, 02 Jul 2011 00:08:46 -0400

View into Jackson Hole & Gros Ventre mountains from Rendezvous Peak.

Home for the next three weeks.

Thu, 30 Jun 2011 08:51:00 -0400

Home for the next three weeks.

"12. Don’t swerve the van to avoid hitting small animals; the risk of losing control of the..."

Mon, 20 Jun 2011 20:59:43 -0400

“12. Don’t swerve the van to avoid hitting small animals; the risk of losing control of the vehicle is not worth it. Avoid quick stops and changes in direction if at all possible. Remember to brake gently. Stay alert and use common sense.”

- Our driving directions from Camp Davis. I couldn’t help but be reminded of this anecdote from Cormac McCarthy’s Cities of the Plain:

When I got out of the army I went up to Amarillo with Gene Edmonds for the rodeo and stock show. He’d fixed us up with dates and all. We was supposed to be at their house to pick em up at ten oclock in the mornin and it was after midnight fore we left out of El Paso. Gene had a brand new Olds Eighty-eight and he pitched me the keys and told me to drive. Quick as we hit highway eighty he looked over at me, told me to shower down on it. That thing would strictly motivate. I pushed it up to about eighty, eighty-five. Still had about a yard of pedal left. He looked over again. I said: How fast do you want to go? He said just whatever you feel comfortable with. Hell. I didnt do nothin but roll her on up to about a hundred and ten and here we went. Old long flat road. Had about six hundred miles of it in front of us.

Well there was all these jackrabbits in the road. They’d set there and freeze in the lights. Blap. Blap. I looked over at Gene and I said: What do you want to do about these rabbits? He looked at me and he said: Rabbits? I mean if you were lookin for somebody to give a shit I can tell you right now it sure as hell wasnt Gene. He didnt care if syrup went to thirty cents a sop.

We pulled into a filling station at Dimmitt Texas just about daybreak. Pulled up to the pumps and shut her down and set there and there was a car on the other side of the pumps and the old boy that worked there was fillin the tank and cleanin the windshield. Woman settin there in the car. The old boy drivin had gone in to take a leak or whatever. Anyway we pulled in facin this other car and I’m kindly layin there with my head back waitin on the old boy and I wasnt even thinkin about this woman but I could see her. Just settin there, sort of lookin around. Well directly she sat straight up and commenced to holler like she was bein murdered. I mean just a hollerin. I raised up, I didnt know what had happened. She was lookin over at us and I thought Gene had done somethin. Exposed hisself or somethin. You never knew what he was goin to do. I looked at Gene but be didnt know what the hell was goin on any more than I did. Well here come the old boy out of the men’s room and I mean he was a big son of a bitch too. I got out and walked around the car. I thought I was goin crazy. The Oldsmobile had this big ovalshaped grille in the front of it was like a big scoop and when I got around to the front of the car it was just packed completely full of jackrabbit heads. I mean there was a hundred of em jammed in there and the front of the car the bumper and all just covered with blood and rabbit guts and them rabbits I reckon they’d sort of turned their heads away just at impact cause they was all lookin out, eyes all crazy lookin. Teeth sideways. Grinnin. I cant tell you what it looked like. I come damn near hollerin myself. I’d noticed the car was overheatin but I just put that down to the speed we was makin.

God, I suppose this would be Zenyatta walking on snow for the...

Fri, 10 Dec 2010 18:33:31 -0500

God, I suppose this would be Zenyatta walking on snow for the first time, at least in quite a few years, since she was a young thing in Kentucky. What legs! (Bloodhorse)

September 29, 1952, Life

Tue, 10 Aug 2010 12:54:32 -0400

September 29, 1952, Life:

Life magazine publishes America’s first uncensored images of the atom bomb’s aftermath in Hiroshima and Nagasaki.