There is a rapture on the lonely shore;
There is society, where none intrudes.
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more...

-Lord Byron

23 May 2016

Fielding Garr Ranch

"I guarantee that we will see some buffalo if we go."

"Yes! Antelope Island!"

It was as easy as that. Within minutes we are driving on the causeway out to Antelope Island. The oldest child has a headache and takes a nap, but the other two are keeping their eyes peeled for buffalo.
The paved road ends, turning into a bumpy and dusty dirt road. We adventure on, and at the end of the trail, way up on the island's hillside, we see the herd.

Turning back from whence we came, I ask if they would like to stop at the Fielding Garr Ranch. The girls want to rest in the car, but Cbug is up for it. The ranch has a rich Mormon history, being a stronghold for managing the church's tithing funds. It was also a sheep and cattle ranching homestead until those became unprofitable.

Ranching operations ceased though when the Island became a State park in 1981. We listen to these stories from an 82 year old cowboy that has spent most of his life at Fielding Garr. He tells us that there is a book full of pictures and we can take one if we'd like.

We enter the barns and stables and fall back into Utah's cowboy history.
There is an open area set up for kids to try their hand at a lasso. CBug grabs a rope and shows me what he's got as the lasso is swung around over his head.
We walk into a small ranch hand room made for sleeping, an old and musty cellar, a kitchen from the early 20th century.
A trail into the woods behind the Ranch begs us to explore it. We find an old tree that has fallen. CBug climbs it and I flashback to when I was his age, doing the same thing.
Today was one of the good days.

19 May 2016

It's Science!

It has literally been over 20 years since I stepped inside the Hansen Planetarium in Salt Lake City. So long in fact, that they moved locations and changed their name to the Clark Planetarium.

But what hasn't changed is my love for science, space, and our planet Earth. I decided to take my nieces and nephew along to share in that love.

We started by watching the 3-D movie, "The Last Reef", that was showing on an enormous 5 story high movie screen.
It was Flooey's first time seeing something in 3-D. As we learned about the fragile ocean reef ecosystem, I laughed as she tried to reach out and touch the jellyfish as they floated by.

After the show, we all committed to become better at recycling and caring for our oceans. We then moved on down to the science exhibits, where we learned about the moon's orbit, how tornadoes are formed, planetary alignment, and the power of electricity.
"It's not Science fiction, it's Science! and it's awesome."

17 May 2016

Adventures at the Utah State Capital

Toting around three kids on an overcast and cool day in May, looking for a way to kill some time. I thought "should I try the Utah State Capital?"
I didn't want to become "that" Uncle. You know the one that drags you to boring places that kids have no interest in whatsoever.
Luckily, that didn't happen. The State capital is a beautiful building, inside and out. It feels like a museum, full of fascinating history about the State, and the building of the Capital itself, which was completed in 1912.

The kids found their local Representative offices, a statue of Philo T. Farnsworth, the founder of Television and coincidentally a relative of theirs, and learned all kinds of interesting facts about Utah.

"Is this where Trump will live?"

I smiled and shook my head no, and thought...

at least they are interested in learning about how our country works in regards to laws and policies.

Which in itself made the trip 100% worthwhile.

11 May 2016

Yuma Territorial Prison

One can see the outline of the Colorado river from the forest of green trees that cut through the harsh desert. An aquatic oasis that mocks those held behind the steel bars of the Yuma Territorial Prison.
Murderous women, Mormon polygamists, train robbers and thieves. Society's most vile and wretched scum are found in the history here.

Under piles of grave marker stones.
All of us have evil inside, yet we lock it away deep down in our nature, hoping it will never rise to the light of day.

When it escapes to the surface and reveals the ugly, it's the last light you may see. Time for the dark cell.
Put yourself behind the bars, just for a moment. Locked in a cage like a wild animal. Picture your last glimpses of life in a sweat box of hell.
It may help keep you from unleashing the evil inside.

Or you may feel a bit more comfortable locked away.

08 May 2016

is the dream collapsing in Yuma?

You are waiting,
waiting for a train that will never come.
Rest your head on the tracks,
become undone.
Time stands still,
the walls rise and fold.
You wait for clarity
to be so bold.
A town so empty
The edge of sanity,
feels so cold.