The test of an adventure is that when you are in the middle of it, you say to yourself, "Oh, now I've got myself into an awful mess; I wish I were sitting quietly at home." And the sign that something is wrong with you is when you sit quietly at home wishing you were out having lots of adventure. -Thornton Wilder

The nice thing about being confused is you get a chance to notice things a lot better than if you knew where you were going.

Life begins at the end of your comfort zone.

Tuesday, February 28, 2017

Day 124

Today's hike took under this power tower.  I could hear the electricity surging through the lines high overhead.  It first reminded me of bacon sizzling in a fry pan but it was more like the static of a radio not tuned in to a station.  I doubt standing there was doing the little grey cells in my brain any good.

There were three of these Beavertail cacti here and they are the only ones I have seen in this area.  The blossoms are just about ready to open, probably tomorrow or the next day.  They have the most beautiful magenta colored flowers. I hope to be able to find these three plants again to take a photo. 

Here is another first for me...a bowling ball in the middle of the desert.

I left the bowling ball there.


  1. Those electricity masts are not so healthy to be close to I think. They never place them close to houses here. Most is underground here with cables. You can play a bowling game now!

  2. A bowling ball in the desert,,,, whatever next? I'd love to know the story behind it. Maybe it marks the grave of a bowling champion who was brutally murdered by his opponents. STRIKE!!!!!


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