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Author Archives: smivic
Two Snows
I look forward to the quiet roar of winter snow on my land. The subtle crunch of frozen pine needles under the first falling energizes me. As powder rises toward our average 100 inches, I eagerly strap on snowshoes and … Continue reading
Onto The Snow
It was winter, the season of snowfall, the season of beginnings. The range of life was shrunken. In native cultures, this would be the time to sit around fires and tell the sacred stories. I wanted to head to the … Continue reading
Antique-ing
On a recent Sunday I was struggling through the better part of a six hour drive, headed home after a whirlwind weekend, climbing east across the Mojave Desert on an Interstate Highway. On my right were brown mountains, pushed, tilted, … Continue reading
River’s Edge
I got a Report To Citizens from our County Manager yesterday. The eye candy, pictures of water on this arid land, jumped out, especially picture of the waterfall, the Grand Falls of the Little Colorado. It was only 40 miles … Continue reading
Storm
Icicles dangled quietly from the roof of the railroad building across Route 66 as my neighbor and I ate pork green chile breakfasts. We live in snow country, maybe a hundred inches a year, so of course we were talking … Continue reading
Crossing The Devil
I was on the road, leading a tour group from Flagstaff to Winslow, a day trip, a journey back in time. We glimpsed an offramp leading to “Historic Route 66” and a long train carrying double-stacked containers. We dropped onto … Continue reading
Two Valleys
A two-lane highway pushes south in front of us, through a land that looks old and slow, big trucks going by in a blur as they head north. My wife, her parents, and me are on a July day trip. … Continue reading
The Crossing
This is a story about what I hadn’t seen but could imagine. It started when my wife announced, “I saw two deer crossing the lane, at the railroad crossing”. “Railroad crossing?”, I asked“Yes” I thought, why not? I’ve been a … Continue reading
Among The Trees
My t-shirt said “The mountains are calling and I must go”. I was there, sitting on a rock, in the high country of the eastern Sierra Nevada Mountains. Above me was the granite of the Sierra Crest. In front was … Continue reading
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Backroad To Lemhi
I was driving along Highway 28 in Idaho, the Sacajawea Memorial Highway, through the Lemhi Valley, when I noticed a sign on my right, pointing east toward a smooth dirt road and a pass. The Beaverhead Mountains rose above the … Continue reading