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Author Archives: smivic
Whither The Water
Comes The Rain I’m in my truck searching in the American West for the primordial magic of water. I’ve felt it in deserts, along creeks and rivers, and in the channels used to move water for human use. I’ve found … Continue reading
Beyond The Barrier
Part 1: Finding Our Way Ten of us, nine intrepid visitors and me, their driver and guide, are venturing along in a nondescript white van. There is another such group in another such van just in front of us. We’ve … Continue reading
Up High and Down Deep
The Grand Canyon must be seen to be believed. To most, that is an “oh, my God” moment. It isn’t the longest, deepest or wildest canyon, coming in at #4 on some lists, but it’s size, complexity and grandeur … Continue reading
Old Life On New Earth
For three hours we’ve been in this small tube with its quiet mechanical sounds. Out the window, glimpses of the Pacific Ocean at the edge of North America, surely lapping against it. The edge is green with dense forests and … Continue reading
Onto the Sunset
My boots dig into the snowy slope as I descend to the knobby rocks. They are black with holes in them as if bubbles had formed and then popped, leaving prickly surfaces. Their surface is irregular, with passages, large and … Continue reading
To The Cliffs
My truck bounces as it climbs to the approaching summit, gripping the wavy surface of the road as the asphalt seems intent on throwing me. The earth around me looks tipped and convulsed. The highway travels over flat sheets of … Continue reading
Along The Way
I like road trips. My parents were given to wanderlust through western spaces, so I’ve been engaged in the craft for a lot of years. I enjoy getting to a destination of choice. But what I especially enjoy is … Continue reading
Boundaries
This post and its collection started formingsome years ago. On our way to Montana onesummer we took a detour throughYellowstone and then on to Bozeman.It looked like an intriguing village,so we dropped in and got coffee. Being me,I quickly spotted … Continue reading
Bitterroot
“Bitterroot” is a strange name for a place. Yet that is the name given to a beautiful valley in western Montana. The Bitterroot is a plant, now the state flower of Montana, grown on drier mountain slopes. It was well … Continue reading
The Roar
The cold moist air comes from the north, gathering its heft in the Gulf of Alaska. As it heads south, it runs into range after range and as it rises to pass over them, it condenses and drops it’s moisture … Continue reading