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I needed a drink myself but the water here would make a man sick. I scrape my bare feet against the sand and rock under the table and am comforted by their solidity and resistance. In some of these basins there was a little water left over from the last flood, warm and fetid water under an oily-looking scum, condensed by prolonged evaporation to a sort of broth, rich in dead and dying organisms. Throughout the book, he describes his encounters with nature that are both moving and vivid. Never in a hurry to get anywhere or do anything, an indolent and contemplative bird, he hovers on a thermal, rocking slightly, rising slowly, slips off, sails forward and upward without lifting a feather, primaries extended like fingers at his wingtips. When a cloud bursts open above the Devils Garden the sun is blazing down on my ramada. Abbey is not unaware, however, of the behaviour of his human kin; instead, he realizes that people have very different ideas about how to experience nature. A familiar and plaintive admonition; I would like to introduce here an entirely new argument in what has now become a stylized debate: the wilderness should be preserved for political reasons. Today, Desert Solitaire asks if any of our incalculable natural treasures can be saved before the bulldozers strike again. This could never work. Revealing my desert thoughts to a visitor one evening, I was accused of being against civilization, against science, against humanity. Words, words the problem makes me thirsty. It was all foreseen nearly half a century ago by the most cold-eyed and clear-eyed of our national poets, on Californias shore, at the end of the open road. He comments on the decline of the large desert predators, particularly bobcats, coyotes, mountain lions, and wildcats, and criticizes the roles ranchers and the policies of the Department of Agriculture have had in the elimination of these animals, which in turn has fostered unchecked growth in deer and rabbit populations, thereby damaging the delicate balance of the desert ecosystem.[7]. The larkspur is of the species called Subalpine or Barbey. We eat. Much the same could be said of the tamarisk down in the canyon, of the blue-black raven croaking on the cliff, of your own body. Well no, I didnt. We unsaddled the horses and brushed them as best we could with handfuls of juniper twigs and turned them loose in the pasture. He backs under it. A part of our nature rebels against this truth and against that other part which would accept it. What to do. I go to the weather station and check the instruments nothing much, actually, but a rain gauge, an anemometer or wind gauge, and a set of thermometers which record the lows and highs for the day. Whose official newspaper. From up ahead comes the familiar freight-train roar of white water again. In trying to isolate this peculiarity, if it exists at all and is not simply an illusion, we must beware of a danger well known to explorers of both the micro- and the macrocosmic that of confusing the thing observed with the mind of the observer, of constructing not a picture of external reality but simply a mirror of the thinker. I could see the blue of the sky between his ribs, through the eyesockets of his skull. Well the sun will be up in a few minutes and I havent even begun to make coffee. The flowers that graced the red dunes in April and May have withered now, all gone to seed except for a few drooping sunflowers. I listened to the voices, the many voices, vague, distant but astonishingly human, of Havasu Creek. Abbey displays disdain for the way industrialization is impacting the American wilderness. It is also quite insane. Seen from the desert it is a golden glare and sometimes, on the horizon or during a sandstorm, red as blood, But from here, at 13,000 feet above sea level, the sun is a white star, a white fire fierce as radium, burning in a sky of deeper, darker blue. Near by, a chute of water strikes the foot of a great block of limestone 50 feet high, and the waters pile up against it and roll back. Some, like the mountain lion, are vicious if attacked they defend themselves. The sun is not yet in sight but signs of the advent are plain to see. Hardly the outdoor type, that fellow much too elegant, symmetrical, formally perfect. We go back to the pool and the base of the ridge. Red as tomato soup or blood it came down on me about as fast as a man could run. We keep watch but see a dozen lovely and mysterious grottoes, all equally beguiling, pass up some, let the current rush us by others, and finally end up by choosing the wrong one. This memoir of life in the American desert by the author of The Monkey Wrench Gang is a nature writing classic on par with Rachel Carson's Silent Spring. There is a spring across the canyon, another seep under a ledge below the west footing of the Bridge. In this first chapter, Abbey offers his first impressions of his new, temporary environs. The boy certainly appeared to be quite dead. Light and space without time, I think, for this is a country with only the slightest traces of human history. I didnt know wed hit rapids so soon, I say to Ralph. Ive come to take you home, old horse. Like a god, like an ogre? The northwestern part of this park, known as the Kolob area, has until recently been saved as almost virgin wilderness. Couldnt hardly afford to leave it there., The cow had still not moved. The water does not flow very far before disappearing into the air and under the ground. The sun in fact has changed color. Be reassured, it is not so. Based upon his time working as a park ranger at the Arches National Monument in Utah from 1956-57, Abbey provides a commentary upon experiencing raw nature in that format. High above our heads the owl hoots under the lost moon. (Again, everything is subject to change.). Go on, have a look, Now you just relax, Moon-Eye old boy. I become aware that the great horned owl near Balanced Rock has stopped calling; presumably he has found a satisfactory dinner. Maybe he didnt care. Still chilly enough inside the trailer to turn my breath to vapor. His father, gasping and clutching at his belly, rolled slowly over onto one side. Theologians, sky pilots, astronauts have even felt the appeal of home calling to them from up above, in the cold black outback of interstellar space. Afterwards I hoist the Stars and Stripes to the top of the flagpole up at the entrance station. Children too small to ride bicycles and too heavy to be borne on their parents backs need only wait a few years if they are not run over by automobiles they will grow into a lifetime of joyous adventure, if we save the parks and. Despite Abbeys bitterness toward society, he admits that its humanitys false superioritynot individuals themselvesthat he hates. But here as elsewhere in the canyonlands they left a record of their passage. This is made apparent with quotes such as: "Yet history demonstrates that personal liberty is a rare and precious thing, that all societies tend toward the absolute until attack from without or collapse from within breaks up the social machine and makes freedom and innovation again possible. If not him, his twin brother. He went down to Arizona and started an Indian jewelry store near Sedona. The thunderstorms have been less frequent lately, the tumbleweeds are taking on the reddish tinge of their maturity, and the various grasses bluestem, fescue, Indian ricegrass, grama grass which flourished after the summer rains have ripened to a tawny brown; in the slanting light of morning and evening the far-off fields in Salt Valley, where these grasses are most abundant, shine like golden velvet. Cold as a tomb, a jail, a cave; I lie down on the dusty floor, on the cold linoleum sprinkled with mouse turds, and light the pilot on the butane heater. But the rest, the majority, most of them new to the out-of-doors, will need and welcome assistance, instruction and guidance. Ive driven the eight miles from park entrance to highway in only seventeen minutes or at an average rate of nearly thirty miles an hour. I can help him with that question, too, I sometimes think; I have a supply of classic philosophical lore ready to offer at the slightest provocation. There are three small camp grounds, each with tables, fireplaces, garbage cans and pit toilets. The heat is stunning. He waited and when the pain and sickness subsided he hugged the injured limb to his chest with his good arm and got slowly to his feet. Complete your free account to access notes and highlights. Moon-Eye, I said, approaching slowly, one short step, a pause, another step, how long since youve stuck that ugly face of yours into a bucket of barley and bran? Once again Waterman checks the beautiful rope, all one hundred and fifty feet of it, and his other climbing equipment, while I divide and pack our rations for the day: raisins, shelled nuts, hard chocolate, cheese, dried beef, oranges and water. A fine morning a sweet cool stark sunlit silent desert morning before the heat moved in and the deerflies, the sweat, the dust and the thirst came down on us. This poison spring is quite clear. This morning I awake before sunrise, stick my head out of the sack, peer through a frosty window at a scene dim and vague with flowing mists, dark fantastic shapes looming beyond. Money saved by. Not only shrewd but wise: e.g., the Bureau of Indian Affairs and the Bureau of Public Roads, like most government agencies always meddling, always fretting and itching and sweating for something to do, last year made a joint offer to blast a million-dollar road down into Havasu Canyon at no cost whatsoever to the tribe, thus opening their homeland to the riches of motorized tourism. Why call them anything at all? Which is also for that matter a little bit higher, according to the surveyors. Configurations are beginning to fade, distinctions shading off into blended amalgams of man and man, men and water, water and rock. I am here not only to evade for a while the clamor and filth and confusion of the cultural apparatus but also to confront, immediately and directly if its possible, the bare bones of existence, the elemental and fundamental, the bedrock which sustains us. Hed made a little money in the rodeo game and offered me this advice on riding the broom tails: Always give a bronc a fair shake. Here you will find tiny crystals of garnet embedded in a matrix of mica schist almandite or common garnet. Fragments of quartzite are everywhere, some containing pure quartz crystals. The midday heat figured in my plan: I believed that in such heat the moon-eyed outlaw would be docile as a plow horse, amenable to reason. But the chief victims of the system are the motorized tourists. We agree, regretfully, to start back at once. Those were all good times, especially the first two seasons when the tourist business was poor and the time passed extremely slowly, as time should pass, with the days lingering and long, spacious and free as the summers of childhood. Whats the gun for? As a small businessman Roy is getting smaller every season. Or by God there might be trouble. Make a fire, put water on to boil for tea, lay thick slices of bacon tenderly across the grill. The Comfort Stations are there, too, all lit up with electricity, fully equipped inside, though the generator breaks down now and then and the lights go out, or the sewage backs up in the plumbing system (drain fields were laid out in sand over a solid bed of sandstone), and the water supply sometimes fails, since the 3000-foot well can only produce about 5gpm not always enough to meet the demand. We climb the ridge, scale the bluffs, and traverse without difficulty the sloping red bench for a mile to the east, where we find the notch that leads to the top through the white rimrock. Badwater pool in Death Valley, for example. But in such small towns as Moab, Kanab, Boulder and Escalante we can still see the handsome homes of hand-carved sandstone blocks, the quiet streets lined with irrigation ditches and giant cottonwoods, the gardens and irrigated pastures, the children riding their horses, which remind us on the downhill side of the twentieth century of what life must have been like back in the nineteenth. Very good. Gratefully I empty the overflowing garbage cans, read the soggy old newspapers we believe that the Constitution of the United States has finally expired collect the scattered beer cans and soda pop cans and burn them, along with the garbage, in the dump. 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