Fire season. We in
the southwest are waiting impatiently for the monsoon rains. In
Yarnell we’re edgy about fire in general.
My husband and I had planned a trip to the North Kaibab
Forest, Gypsy the dog’s first real time out in the camper. The day before we left, that area shut down
because of the Mangum fire. We pivoted,
choosing another high – altitude area (it’s June after all), the Mogollon Rim.
The Rim forms the southern end of the vast Colorado Plateau. It is named for Don Juan Ignacio Flores Mogollón, a Spanish Governor of New Mexico in the 18th century.
I love to start camping trips on a Sunday, watching the
weekend exodus and enjoying solitude in the forest.
For our first stop, we sacrificed photogenicity for dog play,
camping at the head of a trail which took us to a creek with deep pools. We knew she was a water lover, but what fun
to watch her work up the courage to swim in water over her head.
Random exploration payed off again, as we found a deserted
area tucked into pristine ponderosa pines and Gambel oaks, lupines and fern. My husband is naturally restless, but even he
liked this spot enough to spend two nights.
Layover days are conducive to naps and hammock time, between hikes.
I had time, too, for experimenting with “intentional camera
movement” and the image above is two of those images combined in
photoshop. It’s an abstract which
retains an almost subliminal feel of the forest.
On our last night we took in one of my favorite spots, a
quiet cove on the Rim’s edge. We’d smelled
smoke from the Bush Fire (50-60 miles away) through the whole trip, and from
this spot, the rising sun filtered through the smoke plume.
As we sat on the edge, we thought for the hundredth time, “When
is it going to rain?”
More is on the new Mogollon Rim Country Gallery on the website.
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