Friday, November 6, 2020

Highway 550

I left Looking Glass Road in Utah a few minutes after 1:00 p.m., about half an hour early from usual. 

A few miles west of Farmington I took the 64 bypass. It was dark and I'd not been this route before. The road climbed up onto the mesa then wound through some hills. I was trundling along at about 40 miles an hour when a semi came up behind me; I moved onto the shoulder to let him by. From then on we barreled along at 60 until we came out onto 550 a couple of miles north of Angel Peak Scenic Area.

Calling it a "Scenic Area" is a little misleading. It's a huge gas field with pumps runnning constantly; the "area" sounds like an airfield with planes idling on runways. The scenic part is a huge pit of badlands while the gas field -- a prime example of BLM's multiple-uses policy, is mostly flat, over-grazed (but with cattle still on it) and covered with a low-growing shrub with mean little stickers.


The main road around the rim (of the badlands) is so washboarded I called the BLM office to complain. You take your chances on the other roads as they're mere scrapings through the brush put in place to enable servicing the wellpumps. There are places of loose sand and the sandy-clay turns into gumbo when wet.

But the washboard was so bad it motivated me to move onto the secondary roads which, although they have weeds growing in their middles, are at least (relatively) smooth. It was too dark to see so camp was a random choice settled on because there was a flat spot in the middle of a triangle at a junction. As a consolation prize the moon rose a golden buttery yellow and spread a magnificent glow throughout the night! This morning I was rolling by 10:30 a.m. 



Cabezon Peak & Associated Plugs


The Ojito Wilderness is out there somewhere. It's about an hour and half from Albuquerque. It looks closer on the map but you can't travel very fast on the dirt roads.




As you travel south, the landscape grows increasingly dramatic. The San Ysidro Anticline is in the middle of a geologic hodgepodge that includes active fumeroles, mudpits and several areas of anomalous contacts.


 

Geology 101 Field Trip



Thursday, November 5, 2020

OOPS!

 

I wasn't sure how long it'd been





Nobody Home

(Nice steering wheel)




POTATOES!







Looking Glass Rock

It's all in the light. 




It's a palpable shift -- as Huxley notes in BRAVE NEW WORLD, unavailable in urbanity -- the bright holes in the inky blackness dim; color appears; smaller forms become distinct. Shadows deepen. 


The haziness of the stills taken with this camera evoke nostalgia. Their "instamatic" quality is reminiscent of images from my youth when I wore a 60-pd backback and traveled by foot and thumb.



Morning Shadow





A Little Later



Location Shot





A Bit Later







Wednesday, November 4, 2020

Green River, Utah

With full tanks of gas, propane and water, I pulled out of the West Winds Truck Stop. Sunset was almost over and I wasn't real happy with the idea of finding -- in the dark -- the spot I'd picked out 20 miles further. 


On my way arosst I-70, less than a mile from the aforementioned Truck Stop, I decided to "go see." Sure enough, there was a frontage road...and it looked like it went somewhere. Ah, somewhere! Wherefore art thou?


It was barely two miles to A Grand Spot...




with anomalous rocks...and some noise from the nearby freeway. But I didn't have to drive the 20 miles. And this morning I hiked the nearby hills and found these beautiful rocks.




Tuesday, November 3, 2020

Election Day Laughing Place (Nod to Unc' Remus)

Irony is wonderful, don' chew tink? I couldn't have found a more aptly named place to be on election day. It set me tuh thinkin' uv Br'er Rabbit an' his laughin' place.



Piddling down the east side of The Swell, I chanced upon hit a few miles north of Green River. Hit ain't marked or nuthin'. 










Monday, November 2, 2020

Cleveland-Lloyd Dinosaur Quarry

November, even early November, is pert near the end of the window for exploring Utah, but I'm continuing in and around The Swell. Yesterday it was the Jurassic National Monument and the Cleveland-Lloyd Dinosaur Quarry.

Surmisal being a popular passtime, Imma gonba suspect there's only another week or so before cold temps arrive. In the meantime, I'll go over the top (of The Swell) and take 191 down to Green River. Thence down 24 to near Goblin Valley State Park where Ding & Dang slot canyons await exploration. 

Sunday, November 1, 2020

Humble Home

Rolling Steel Tent was musing on the idea of home. I'm fortunate to have a gift for finding my way each evening. But, as I comment on his blog, some are more humble than others.


See Deborah Donahue's: The Western Range Revisited