Rediscovery of Place by Garrett Blood
Sense of place is something that I’ve grappled with for a while now. I don’t feel a strong connection to a particular place, community, or institution and I don’t think
Time Literacy in Dirty Devil Canyon by Hannah O’Keefe
I’m sitting on the terrace of ancient rock, looking at the vast expanse of land that I’ve come to know over the last 10 days. Days have passed by in
The Only Constant Is Change by Kaylee Choi
The sun set just past 8pm, and the rays kissed the towering rock formations goodnight as a blush of ember blanketed their faces. It was more than an orange reflection,
This Is What Love Looks Like by Aiden Fay
In 2008 Tim DeChristopher, a University of Utah student, courageously raised his paddle as a bidder in a Salt Lake BLM auction. With no intention of paying, he bid for
Canyon Jog by Isa Maeder
Horseshoe Canyon is characterized by motion. The canyon walls themselves were carved and smoothed by erosion beginning five million years ago, but one sip of silty creek water or a
“She’s a Dirty Devil”: Resilience on the River by Ariana Brennhofer
The Dirty Devil, aptly named by Dunn during Major John Wesley Powell’s 1896 expedition of the Colorado River, is a 200 mile meandering stretch of chocolatey brown waters. It was
The Rock is my Old Friend: Intimacy with Land on the Colorado Plateau by Emma Belén Price-Daválos
Cradled by crumbling walls of deep red sandstone that shield the corners of a vast blue sky, a group of 10 slightly sunburnt and sore-footed backpackers follow the gentle meander
Perseverance On the Colorado Plateau by Jonathan Robinson
The Colorado Plateau, with its unforgiving terrain and dry, arid landscape, is not a place many people would think to inhabit. Despite this, many people have successfully called the Colorado
Three Things To Know Before Your Next 14 Day Backpacking Trip in Horseshoe Canyon by Paige Ptak
Scrambling down the dusty orange Navajo sandstone into the open body of Horseshoe Canyon for the first time will be intimidating, exhilarating and even a hint nerve-racking. If you have
The Painful Truth of America’s Colonization by Maya Hesse
We were sitting at our campsite, cradled between the beehive domes of the Navajo sandstone, eating warm bowls of tortilla soup. As the sun slowly sank behind the smooth rocks,
