A Year With out a Kitchen Sink ~ Chapter Ten


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215D - Day 9215E - Day 9 (2)

Immediately after the bear left, it crossed my thoughts to place the chips in the auto, but couldn’t really bring myself to step outdoors the tent and possibly face the bruin. The complete situation repeated a single far more time, and however when I woke in the morning, the potato chips had been nevertheless at my side. I created a mental note to spend far more consideration in future to the warning indicators about bears.

Whilst I was packing away my tent, the English chap came more than and invited me to join him and his lady pal for breakfast. We had homemade muffins and Earl Grey tea. There was a definite benefit to traveling alone. It was proving considerably much easier to meet new individuals, and so far absolutely everyone I’d met had been friendly and generous.

Immediately after breakfast, I laid out the map and decided to maintain heading west. As opposed to the pioneers, I had the benefit of a map to forewarn me of the terrain ahead. On the other hand, I nevertheless didn’t have a visual image of the land and had no concept what the natives had been like. In this case, I discovered that Oklahoma was flat and finest crossed as swiftly as probable. I40 seemed like the way to go, rapid and straight. As I passed Oklahoma City I believed of the Oklahoma bombings the year ahead of, and wouldn’t even entertain the believed of stopping there regardless of the supply of a soft bed, and a very good meal in that neighborhood.

Just ahead of the Texas border, I came across Red Rock State Park and decided to cease for the evening. On the other hand, when I pulled into the park the quantity of individuals there amazed me, and the only camp spot left was a Class A Motorhome web-site, which I couldn’t afford. Immediately after pleading my case, the ranger gave me the web-site for the price tag of a primitive a single. After once again, I was grateful for the compassionate side of human nature. Then I realized that it was a Friday, it was Friday October four. I’d moved into a different month with out even realizing it and nine days had passed considering the fact that I left Indiana.

The complete campground was teeming with boy scouts, noisy and rambunctious. Individuals sat in motorhomes watching tv, the flickering screens displaying pictures of newsreaders, flashy vehicles, whopper burgers, and individuals dodging explosions and gunshots. It all seemed so unreal and I felt so detached from the material planet and discovered myself fascinated by all the noise and wealth about me. The invasion on my senses was as well considerably, so I escaped to my tent. An owl took up residence on a branch straight above my tent and I focused on the methodical “Whoo, whoo,” as he named to his mate across the camp. Sooner or later, the sounds of the campground drifted into the background and the silence of sleep took me away from the bedlam about me.

The subsequent day I continued along I40 into Texas. On the radio, the announcer was telling tales about swarms of locusts, intelligent cows and other hilarious tales about life in Texas. Then I saw a field complete of cows and goats and each animal was facing the very same way. It looked so ridiculous I was unable to cease laughing. At a rest cease, a tourist board showed photos of Palo Duro Canyon State Park, 15 miles southeast of Amarillo. It looked like a very good location to go, but I wanted to verify out Amarillo initial. I’d heard songs on the radio though developing up, and figured it had to be a specific location if somebody wrote a song about it. Immediately after only 5 minutes in the town, I couldn’t wait to get out. The Buick was operating badly once again, so I had the idle and carburetor adjusted, which helped only slightly, and then got it washed by some little ones raising dollars for charity. It took some severe scrubbing to get all that road grime off and they did a wonderful job. I then headed to the second biggest canyon in the United States.

The Texas panhandle is flat, quite flat! On the other hand, I discovered it attractive in a way, with its enormous sky and endless desert. This sort of atmosphere was new and mysterious to me, and it created me really feel little and inconsequential. The quick grass prairie was vast and overwhelming, however boring as heck to drive across. I pretty much discovered myself wishing for cornfields once again when abruptly the earth dropped away and there ahead of me was a rugged vista, a canyon complete of colour and scenic wonder. “Wow,” was my exclamation at the sight.

219 - Day 10 and 11 - I was the only person camping in the whole park on night 11

My awe intensified as I wound down into the canyon. The walls had been banded in red, white, grey and maroon like Christmas ribbons wound about a lumpy present, and I created the choice to remain right here a couple of nights and do some hiking. I was directed to campsite quantity 87 in the Mesquite camp location, the furthest camp loop into the park.

The park itself was really busy, and quite a few brightly colored tents stood out against the earthy reds and browns of the canyon walls. Quite a few of the occupants of these tents had been scrambling on the rocks nearby. I was feeling quite adventurous now and decided it would be enjoyable to scramble up a single of the rocky buttes nearby. As I was climbing, I noticed that the rock I was on was not steady. Right here and there, I saw holes in the soft rock and sand that appeared to have no bottom to them. Instinctively, I discovered myself distributing my weight about these holes and I began to get a small nervous about my climb up this steep cliff. I’d by no means accomplished any climbing of this sort and abruptly realized how stupid it was for me to attempt. When I was pretty much at the best I got stuck, and no matter what I attempted I couldn’t make it up the final two feet to the security of the limestone cap. Searching down I saw it was steep and really a drop, about 25 feet. It looked a lot steeper from up right here than it had on the ground. I was afraid, frozen in location, as well scared to move. Then the surface aspect of the rock wall began to crumble beneath my feet. I imagined my embarrassment if I had to be rescued from my perilous grip and the believed of that humiliation place me back into action.

I adore a challenge and do not think in the words “It can not be accomplished,” at least not till I’ve attempted and exhausted each probable option, so providing up wasn’t an solution. Very first I necessary to build actions, however when I kicked at the rock it tumbled away and left me with practically nothing to hold. Then I remembered my knife and employed it as a handgrip. I dug it deep into the soft rock and when I was certain it was firm, employed it to take most of my weight though I rested my other 3 appendages on tiny pieces of unstable rock, gradually lowering myself inch by painstaking inch. I feared the black holes and relief flooding my adrenaline pumped physique as I crossed every single a single safely.

Lastly, my feet touched the canyon floor. My heart thudded loudly in my ears, and it took a handful of moments for the sounds of the canyon to come into concentrate. When my senses did return and my heart slowed, I saw anything with a new sense of clarity. The rock seemed redder, the Cactus and Saw Palmetto greener, the laughter of the youngsters climbing had a touch of underlying worry to it. I saw a lizard just ahead of I stepped on it, its camouflage pretty much becoming its death sentence. I noticed markings in the soil, tiny mouse-sized footprints, a wavy line from a snake, a boot print from a huge, heavy man. After once again, I’d had a narrow escape, and I loved the feeling of getting survived it. The sense of danger, the rush of adrenaline and the worry I felt. By no means ahead of had I felt far more alive.

At the very same time, I’d gained respect for this strange land and realized I really should be far more cautious in future. What if I’d fallen, how would I spend the health-related expenses, assuming I survived. I’d taken precautions to shield my auto and my belongings, but what about myself. Did I place no worth on my personal life? I decided to be far more cautious in future, and calculate the dangers ahead of I seasoned the adventure. I was fully alone and if some thing occurred to me, I would be at the mercy of strangers.

From my tent, I admired the rocky cliff I’d climbed. I knew now that it was from the Quartermaster period, about 250 million years old. I’d also discovered that the canyon was 120 miles lengthy and as considerably as 20 miles wide in areas. The complete spectacle had began to kind mostly by water erosion from the Prairie Dog Town Fork of the Red River. “Two-hundred-and-fifty-million years old,” I rolled the words about on my tongue, attempting to envision that span of time. Right here had lived Nomads who hunted mammoth and bison, Apache, Comanche, and Kiowa Indian Tribes. Then came the Spanish explorers and ultimately white man. Had dinosaurs walked this very same patch of land ahead of it eroded into the enormous canyon it is now, are their bones buried deep in the rock? I didn’t have all the answers, all I knew was that it was wonderful and wild and I was fortunate to be there.

My neighbors introduced themselves later that day and asked if I’d like to join them at their fire for drinks later. Juanita and Paul lived in southern Texas and escaped to the Panhandle for quiet weekends collectively. They had to drive really a distance since of racial discrimination. Apparently, the households and close friends of Juanita and Paul had a challenge with a white police officer dating a Mexican who was 15 years younger than him, and vice versa. Right here in the canyon, they could loosen up and we sat speaking and laughing till 11:00 PM, which seemed quite late as I’d been going to bed just soon after dark every single evening, about 9:00 PM.

The subsequent morning I was up ahead of the initial light watching with appreciation as the suns initial rays hit the canyon’s rim. As the sun rose, the light gradually traveled down the wall revealing the layers of rock. Deep oranges, reds, browns, yellows, and grays, along with maroon and brilliant white had been exposed a single by a single, an unveiling of time and beauty. By the time my neighbors stepped cautiously from their tent the canyon was complete of light, and poor Juanita had to attain for her sunglasses as the brightness intensified her hangover. As Juanita ready tamales and peppers for our breakfast, Paul rummaged via his SUV and dug out some gifts. He was concerned about me traveling alone and wanted to do some thing to assist. Like a magician pulling factors from his hat, Paul began to whip factors out of his a lot of bags. Very first came some road flares, which he explained I could use to assist start off a fire if I had wet wood. Then he created a metal mug and some heat tablets from an army surplus retailer. With these, I could heat up just a single mug of coffee at a time. Subsequent, he handed me an army can opener on a string to put on about my neck, a washing line, 4 pegs, a spoon, a cup and some odd bits of meals and the final of their firewood.

We ate breakfast then hugged goodbye as Juanita and Paul had to return to Fort Worth. When the dust from their car settled I was shocked to see that there was only a single other camper left, and he as well was packing up. It seemed I was going to be alone once again, as the possibility of a different camper joining me on a Sunday was really slim.

I’d browsed via the brochures the day ahead of and was prepared to go on my initial hike in the desert. The brochures warned of snakes, heat stroke, and sunburn, so I wore lengthy sleeves, lengthy pants, and a hat. My little pack contained snacks, lots of water, and the little compass Paul had provided me. I’d decided to hike to the Lighthouse, a pinnacle of rock formed by erosion, and possibly the most common trail in the park. Even so, the trail was really hard to uncover since heavy rains the week ahead of had washed considerably of the trail away. I was receiving a small nervous more than the possibility of receiving lost, but then a couple showed up who knew the trail and asked if I’d like to hike with them.

217 - Day 11 - The Lighthouse. A nice little hike

My lengthy clothing protected me from the sun but did practically nothing to cut down the boiling point of my blood. I hugged the shadows cast by the lighthouse and drank all my water ahead of heading back. At the auto, I decided the desert was wonderful to appear a but the hiking really should be left to cold-blooded individuals.

The air conditioning in the auto felt heavenly, so I decided to drive to the closest town, Canyon, for supplies. There was a camp retailer in the park, but when I’d visited it final evening I noticed the shelves had been pretty much empty and discovered that nowadays it would close for the winter. I necessary some sunscreen and insect repellent and was dismayed to find out that the only retailer in Canyon had returned the sunscreen to the supplier in preparation for winter. What a crock! I believed. It is ninety degrees out there. I did get insect repellent even though and some meals.

On my return to camp, I noticed that the park was desolate. The campsites that had indicators stating “Camp Host” had been barren, the hosts had left with their travel trailers that afternoon. I drove via every single loop looking for a different camper, but there had been none. I was the only particular person camping in the whole park, and for some explanation, this created me nervous.

I was enthralled when a Road Runner paid me a stop by close to my tent. I’d watched the Road Runner cartoons as a youngster in England, but by no means realized they had been genuine birds. This curious small fellow peered at me more than a dirt mound and gradually approached, carrying out a funny small stroll that was delightful.

218 - Day 11 - Roadrunner in camp. Coyotes howeled at night.

I nevertheless had the wood that Juanita and Paul had left me and had collected some when generating my rounds, but unbelievably the wood was damp and I couldn’t get it to burn. When the sun began to set my nerves began to jingle, I didn’t want to be right here all alone with out a fire. Then I remembered the road flares and decided to use a single to get the fire going. For a handful of minutes the canyon glowed from the initial flare, and each animal for miles about was alerted to my presence. When darkness fell and the shadows turned to dense black, I hugged closer to the flames. Coyotes had been gathering just more than the rise, and they howled their disdain at my presence. As the howls intensified and the quantity of coyotes enhanced in my thoughts from 5 to ten to twenty, my nervousness enhanced. I imagined them ganging up, organizing their attack. I added far more wood to the fire and attempted to shake off the ridiculous image of my becoming torn to shreds by snarling fangs. When I had to pee, I was as well afraid to leave the security of the fire, so I peed appropriate subsequent to it, my butt cheeks turning pink from the heat as I balanced precariously, though attempting not to pee on my footwear or undies.

When the wood was all gone, and the fire lowered to coals, I slunk into my tent. The eerie calls of the coyotes moved about the canyon, the sound chilling me with wonder. It was thrilling and wild, and at a single point the curious creatures checked out my tent, their sniffing noses only inches from exactly where I lay breathless and tingling with excitement.

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