There are days that wear on along the trail. Days of kicking up dust, feet dragging, and eyes on the hot and dusty (trail). Observation and attentiveness has hit zero
One thing that I often find myself thinking about is our connections and disconnections. I feel that in our current society, we have lost most of our connections with nature,
Sense of place results from a connection you develop by interacting with and therefore forming a relationship with your surrounding environment. Dorothy, a Hopi woman who has dedicated her life
Coming from a family of vegetable enthusiasts, meat has never been a center point in terms of meal planning or meeting nutritional needs. When I do eat meat, however, I
After traveling on the Colorado Plateau for close to two months, I have begun to learn the ways of this place. I can predict with confidence which clouds bring rain,
One month ago, our group spent eight days on a segment of the Green River in SE Utah, floating nearly 75 river miles. Canoeing the rhythmic waters of the Green’s
Water is the source of life; we have fought over it, prayed for it, and even drowned ourselves in it. Man has manipulated water ever since he has been on
Never have I been so reliant on a landscape for sustenance than this past month spent exploring southeastern Utah. Though we carried our food, where and how we made camp
With a major in environmental studies and a minor in international development, being stressed and feeling helpless has sadly become my norm after a long day of classes. One class
“There are lonely hours. How can I deny it? There are times when solitaire becomes solitary, an entirely different game, a prison term, and the inside of the skull as