Ancient Lands Part 1

I felt lucky—the temperatures dropped just as I began my traveling and camping adventure through Northern Arizona and Southern Utah. It was the end of August, a hot but monsoony time of year, with rain showers, big billowy clouds, and rainbows greeting you in the morning for your coffee. I had a pickup truck and my dog, a camp kitchen, and my new camera. What else does one need?

Traveling solo felt awkward for the first couple of days, but then it began to feel more natural. Solo makes me nervous—I suffer from a terrible sense of direction (all my friends can attest), I can never find my stuff, and yet I love remote areas. Still, if one were to get lost… ancient lands are a very dreamy place to be lost in.

I get dreamy with the land, the sky, and the clouds. My free spirit wants to play, explore, be kissed by the wind, and roam at random with no earthly possessions—especially shoes! Somehow, I found my way back home in the end…