tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672013373020085991.post5555004367587382684..comments2023-09-13T02:47:23.471-07:00Comments on Cowboys and Bohemians: 'Western Interiors'Bohemian Cowboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17106578522099021236noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672013373020085991.post-46384579182354024252011-09-21T20:20:01.394-07:002011-09-21T20:20:01.394-07:00Very fine, my friend. Here I was all stressed out...Very fine, my friend. Here I was all stressed out about moving all my shit into a tiny apartment, and I take a break and read this, and I can hear it in your voice, like you're reading it, and what I get is: if you want to see that wolverine, you have to be able to carry all your shit under one tarp. It's old wisdom, I know. The kind it's hard to write about without feeling self-conscious. But you did a helluva job painting it plain and true and reminding me how crazy I can get. Thank you!V.https://www.blogger.com/profile/16863843229750216929noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672013373020085991.post-37885910150937196232011-09-18T21:03:17.573-07:002011-09-18T21:03:17.573-07:00Beautiful! I love that stretch of country. So many...Beautiful! I love that stretch of country. So many stories, so much history. It is intoxicating and terrifying to me all at the same time! You have made me home sick ...Chanellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13108765227714916182noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672013373020085991.post-5816584841051136282011-09-18T15:13:50.662-07:002011-09-18T15:13:50.662-07:00aOut there in that wonderful expanse of desert was...aOut there in that wonderful expanse of desert was where Tom and four other truckdrivers all stopped to watch a spaceship with lights flickering through round windows, there and then gone in a flash right straight up into the sky. Every time we went by, he showed me where the hugh spaceship was. I did not see the spaceship, but I do appreciate that mighty expanse of desert. It's beauty is stark.kanyonland King 2.blogspot.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09889895547932287411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672013373020085991.post-36530043663321800432011-09-18T11:26:10.236-07:002011-09-18T11:26:10.236-07:00I have, of course, crossed the Navaho Reservation ...I have, of course, crossed the Navaho Reservation many times, both with you when you were young, and without you, although not taking the route over the Kaibab Mountain as often as you do. I usually go through Page so I appreciated this description of your latest trip over it. I would always think how the Navahoes still lived much as we used to live back when I was young. I recall a BF from Escalante taking me to the Navaho Reservation and exclaiming about how the Navahoes were still living in hogans, some of them. I was amused because he camped out many months out of the year to logging camps, so I didn't see how they could be be going any more primitive living than he had to during this time. In fact, when we stopped to talk to some Navahoes, the young son of an older Navaho woman said he had been going to college. My Escalante BF had never been near a college. However, he offered a drink out of his little whiskey bottle to the woman and she took it and drank so much, my BF looked to be in pain. He asked her if she would not let me ride her horse. She said yes, so I got on this horse which was wonderfully sensitive to the touch of the reins. I thought this was a rare experience meeting such a wonderful horse. That told me a lot about the owners.Gerryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00771917880182186281noreply@blogger.com