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This summer I am taking on the country with Harvey (My family's rv), my family, and dog Timber. And of course, my camera (an Olympus Pen-Ep3) and many, many, many books. Join us on this adventure through my pictures and writings.


Wednesday, August 1, 2012

The Prettiest Part of Colorado (Marble, Colorado Post)

 Sadly, our trip will shortly be coming to an end.  We have been heading home since the Hoover Dam, but the realization really just hit yesterday, as we knew it would be a day of driving, without much stopping.  However, we had one consolation - we were driving through the prettiest part of Colorado according to my Dad and several others we talked to.




The Summit of Molas Pass, where these next few pictures were taken, has an elevation of 10,899 feet.

Colorful wildflowers in front of the San Juan Mountains.  

According to a sign, I was taking some of the cleanest, freshest air in the United States into my lungs!

I originally attempted to take this picture without the butterfly, but it flew into my picture at just the last second.   I ended up liking this picture with the accidental butterfly better than my original!

I offered to take a picture of a group of people, and in turn they took this picture of me.  
 These were taken after we left Molas Pass.

Nestled in the mountains is the old mining town of Silverton.  

Colorful rocks on the mountain.  

Another storm is brewing!

We pulled over in a turnout during the thunderstorm, because we were on the Million Dollar highway with many curves and steep grades.  Timber doesn't like thunder and lightning, so this is her protection from it.  A pillow in Mom's lap wearing her protective inner-tube (a neck pillow). 


A waterfall.
An adjacent, wider waterfall.  

Timber, always curious, jumped up on her back legs and looked to see what everyone was looking at .
The storm cloud is covering the mountains just visible minutes before.  

Timber was tired after all the excitement and "borrowed"  Karen's bunny.  



Until Later,
Amy













Achieving Dreams (Mesa Verde National Park Post)

While I was reading my earlier post, on the South Rim of the Grand Canyon, I realized I forgot to put in which rim I like better.  I do like the North Rim better.  My reasoning for that statement is in the other post if you care to seek it.  

Going to Mesa Verde (Green Table in Spanish) has been a goal of mine since I first learned about the Anasazi in third or fourth grade.  
The Anasazi People are known by archeologists as Ancestral Puebloans, but both names refer to the same group.  I learned about these cliff dwelling people as Anasazi, so that is how I am going to refer to them. Although the Anasazi are most known for their homes in the cliff faces, they did not always live this lifestyle.  Originally nomadic, these ancestors of the cliff dwellers were called Basketmakers, because of their skill in weaving.  Farming on top of the mesas in which the fertile soil existed had begun to replace hunting and gathering.  They lived in pit houses on the mesas.  The Anasazi began making pottery and using the bow and arrow instead of the atlatl or spear.  These pit houses would later become kivas.  By 750 AD, they began building homes above ground using wooden poles and adobe.  By 1000 AD, they began to construct structures out of stone masonry.  The Anasazi also began to move off the mesas and use those mostly for farming. Between 1100 and 1200, which archeologists refer to as the Classic Period, the Anasazi began moving into the cliff dwellings Mesa Verde is famous for.  Near the end of the 1200s, a drought occurred in the four corners area, and the Anasazi began to leave their cliff dwellings and migrate south.  Archeologists are unsure of why exactly they left as they had no written language, but several theories exist.  One is the drought.  Another is that they exhausted the area's supply of resources.  
An early gutter!  This spout-like drainage pipe from the roof was probably used to collect rainwater.   

This was at one time a reservoir.  

The Balcony House Tour
Looking up at Balcony House

We had to climb this ladder to enter.  However, the Anasazi who lived here crawled in and out of the tunnel we exited through.  In other spots, hand and foot holds were used.  

Walking around the courtyard.  

Through a window.  


A kiva, such as this one, would be used for ceremonies or family gatherings.  It would have a flat roof, and a ladder down the chimney, a hole in the roof, to enter.  It would also have a keyhole like opening that was a ventilation shaft.  The brick wall to the left of the fire pit would prevent the air from the vent from blowing directly on the fire and would circulate it around the room.    

The Cliff Palace Tour.  
Cliff Palace from above.  Cliff Palace was actually not used as a palace.  It was named for its massive size.  It is the biggest cliff dwelling in Mesa Verde, about 150 rooms.   


This structure was 4 stories tall!
A storm was coming!  The views were the most dramatic from the highest part of the park at the fire watchtower, built help discover fires and prevent them before they cause too much damage.


Amy

Tuesday, July 31, 2012

More Grand Holes and Monuments (Cortez, Colorado Post)

We were passing through on our way to Monument Valley, so to decide which rim we liked better,we stopped at the South Rim.   

The parking lots reminded me of Disney, with the parking lot signs so you don't lose your car.  We happened to park in the Raven lot.   

The Grand Canyon


We saw a squirrel, not an Abert's or Kaibab, but your regular squirrel.  We interrupted its breakfast.    


At the visitor center store, I saw these.  One looks like Jake.  The other is an Abert's squirrel.  I didn't buy any, but if I found the pot of gold at last night's rainbow, I would have.



The Desert View Watchtower.  This is the coolest place!

Hey!  I know those people in the window!

The inside decor.

I didn't realize I captured the bird in my picture until I looked at it later.  I think it adds a nice touch, don't you?


I did prefer the North Rim over the South Rim, because the North Rim seemed more peaceful and serene.  It also seemed more natural because there were fewer buildings and less developed areas.


Heading into Monument Valley.

Looks a bit like a small Devils Tower off into the distance, but that's in a different state.  



Staring intently out the window.  



East and West Mitten



Mexican Hat in front of cliffs that have swirly designs on them.


The sunset had a completely different palette from last night.