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I own no land, instead I have wheelestate. I’ve been a full time RVer since 1997. Working summers as a Park Ranger takes me to many beautiful places and playing during the winter takes me to many more. This blog is simply the story of my life's adventures.

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Thursday, March 26, 2009

Happy Birthday to Me




Hours old, March 26, 1954
Gail Lynn Olmsted, born to...

Sky Watch Friday - Grand Canyon National Park


View south from Fire Point
The sky was clear when I left my RV home on the North Rim of Grand Canyon National Park (click here for that story) and drove north into the adjacent Kaibab National Forest to explore a side road leading to Fire Point. Many awesome canyon views are located in the forest where you can also camp for free.

Forest Road
I continued to watch the sky and didn’t stay long. During summer monsoon season it’s a good idea not be caught unaware. Dry creeks flood in an instant carrying water—and anything else in the way—over the canyon’s rim creating waterfalls that you’d never expect. Hard packed gravel roads can become a mud wrestler’s dream in moments. And there are no phone bars.

It never did rain that day. The monsoon season can be like that too as the winds blow the clouds away. Sometimes, the air is so dry the falling rain never makes it to the ground.

Dancing Aspen grove
Yet during the winter snow can build up to 25 feet which often bends the trunks of young Aspen.

For more great looks at skies from around the world or to share your own go to Sky Watch Friday by clicking here.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

My Living Will


Last night, my friend and I were sitting in the living room and I said to her, "I never want to live in a vegetative state, dependent on some machine and fluids from a bottle. If that ever happens, just pull the plug."

She got up, unplugged the Computer, and threw out my wine.

(I need to re-negotiate this plan!).
(This was sent to me by a dear friend and I just couldn't resist.)

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Daffodils

I grew up in the southwest suburbs of Chicago, Illinois where the first spring blooms from memory were daffodils. Their bright sunny faces promised the coming of summer.

Today, Berta brought me daffodils. I look forward to watching them unfold, much like myself coming out of a cocoon from winter.


“...For oft, when on my couch I lie

In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.”

By
William Wordsworth (1770-1850).

Monday, March 23, 2009

My World Tuesday - The Gypsy life of a seasonal Park Ranger

During the winter of 20007/08 while living in Yarnell, Arizona I applied to several western National Parks even though I could return to Oregon Caves National Monument.

Pin Cushion Cactus bloomsAs spring approached I was offered a Park Ranger position at...


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