Three Rivers Petroglyph Site, New Mexico

 Above a vast  desert plane, a high out cropping of large stones is pointed skyward, as if all placed  there purposely for the inscription of prayers, hopes, and dreams of a  spiritual people.

 Three Rivers has all the qualities of a Grand Cathedral, yet also peace and solitude. The inscriptions are no less valid than anything ever written, 20,000 prayers and storys, all canonized by the Mogollon, (Mo-gee-yon) or sometimes called by their descendants, "First Peoples".

The impact of drought upon this already arid environment  caused the authors to migrate following  the desert animals they hunted, to lands more hospitable, where  rains allowed the planting of beans, corn, and squash.

There is little evidence of the large population that once lived here, as the land is now quiet, clean, natural, and the wild has returned.


There is plenty of dry camping in and around the site on BLM property, and many things to see very near here. New Mexico has a wealth of Native American Culture. It's not the type of place you'll want to hurry through. A camper or motor home is the best way to do it. New Mexico is camper friendly.

http://www.blm.gov/nm/st/en/prog/recreation/las_cruces/three_rivers.html

Glacier National Park, Montana

"" A few more moons, a few more winters, and not one of the descendants of the mighty hosts that once moved over this broad land or lived in happy homes, protected by the Great Spirit, will remain to mourn over the graves of a people once more powerful and hopeful than yours. But why should I mourn at the untimely fate of my people? Tribe follows tribe, and nation follows nation, like the waves of the sea. It is the order of nature, and regret is useless. Your time of decay may be distant, but it will surely come, for even the White Man whose God walked and talked with him as friend to friend, cannot be exempt from the common destiny. We may be brothers after all. We will see "".   excerpt from   AUTHENTIC TEXT OF CHIEF SEATTLE'S TREATY ORATION 1854.   Version 1 as it appeared in the Seattle Sunday Star on Oct. 29, 1887, in a column by Dr. Henry A. Smith. 

The beauty of Glacier in my opinion rivals that of any other land in North America except Alaska. It is truly a spectacular experience. Across the border into Alberta is Waterton Lakes National Park,  which is just as beautiful, and it doesn't end there. 

Funny thing about boundaries, you don't hear much if anything about the other side until you get there. When you do, you don't hear much from where you came. It's got to do with economics, see. Get your gas and supplies on the U.S. side before crossing over. The Canadians will pull your eyes out. If you're in a motor home don't buy meat or fresh vegetables before coming back into the U.S. as they may be taken by the USDA people.

 http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Glacier_National_Park_%28U.S.%29  

Chiracahua National Monument, AZ

 Chiracahua  is a most interesting landscape, the hoodoo central of Arizona. It lies in the southeastern part of the state,  not so arid as the remainder, but a grassy vast expanses of flatland, and distant rocky outcrops, hills, and mountains used by the Apache for refuge from the elements, from enemies, and  an elevated place to pray.

The Native American Apache People were forced to live in this torturous maze to survive the loss of the more productive lands by the aggression of waring neighbors, early white settlers,  and  the U.S. Government, who eventually took their land and destroyed their culture.

Golden eagles are common place here where they sometimes perch a top the electric poles. Sunsets are Golden across a Big country. The hustle of a crowded society does not exist here, only peace, the sound of a gentle wind, and silence.

http://www.accessgenealogy.com/native/tribes/apache/chiricahua.htm

the sweetest person I ever knew

Adventurers travel treacherous extremities, politicians and men of faith assemble people of all walks and colors to one basic belief, but they're not as special as Reid, and I could never love them as much.                                                                   

Paradise

I once went to Paradise. It is inhabited by children.

Pueblo Bonito, Chaco Canyon

Anasazi ruins at Chaco Canyon, New Mexico.

http://sacredsites.com/americas/united_states/chaco_canyon.html

Gulf Of Mexico

Genesis 1

4 God saw that the light was good, and he separated the light from the darkness. 5 God called the light “day,” and the darkness he called “night.” And there was evening, and there was morning—the first day. NIV Sunrise Cameron Jetty Pier, Cameron, Louisiana

Church at Hanalei, HI

That a man could be so lucky.

Athens, Greece

Theater At Athens, Entrance To Acropolis

Pompeii, Mount Vesuvius

I believe in a spirit far greater than my simple mind could imagine. But  having walked the streets of Pompeii, I'm not sure that my personal problems and wishes consume a responsible God's immense concern.  Naples Italy

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mount_Vesuvius

Newspaper Rock State Historic Park, Utah

Man is restless, like the ocean current, like the migrating geese across an ever changing sky.
His road is winding into a new place, a new time, a new chance with hopeful anticipation of a new vista, an enlightened inspiration,
another contrast in texture and form.
A spirit traveler in time and space, author of the book of life.

That's what the rock says.
 

http://www.desertusa.com/newut/du_newut_vvc.html

Rio Grand River, Boquillas Canyon

Big Bend National Park TX 
http://www.nps.gov/bibe/index.htm

Mount Moran, Jackson Lake

Day break, full moon, Grand Tetons, Wyoming http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mount_Moran

Canyon De Chelly National Monument, AZ

Words are fast examples for long roads and hard years.
The world is a good teacher.