Toward Frary Peak on Antelope Island – Part Last

It’s been about six months since I posted the previous installment, so it’s probably been long enough now that the images won’t be overwhelmingly familiar…and so that our experience in viewing them won’t be with an almost blindness to the manifest beauty that’s out there because our palate had become over-saturated with it.

It’s approaching a year since I was out there walking the trails that you can see in the above and subsequent two photos…almost a year since I felt that Utah summer sun on my shoulders and face as I turned so many times to look around me, since I shielded my eyes so I could view the distant spread of gray earth to the shimmering water…

…and beyond to the islands and mountains that formed the various views of the horizon.

Yes, almost a year since I viewed them with my literal eyes, but it’s not been so long since I had images of those islands, mountains, and horizons reflecting in my mind’s eye…or looking up at me from the computer where they remain in this present form.

I can recall the stretch in my calves as I climbed up the trail to this point and how my heart beat in the moments when my legs rested so I could catch my wind…how I stared at the hillsides and took-in the skeletal remains of the trees that had succumbed to old fires, and how I watched strings of bison plod from the north to the south side of the island in their ant-like following of their leaders…or obeyed the urge to go and be with their intimates when they saw them walking away….

I recall those things now looking at these images…looking northeast in the above photo…

…and southeast in these, above and below.

Wasatch Mountains trailing north in the below photo…

…and Fremont Island off to the northwest in the below….

I’ve run out of words and superlatives…

…and you already know what’s in my heart for this place…

…so I’ll just thank you for joining me here again…and hope you’ve enjoyed the visit.

16 responses

  1. Yeah . . . the West is well west of me now. Still miss parts of it.

    Not sure it’s at your level, but then, I never got as intimate with it as you did.

    July 11, 2020 at 9:17 pm

    • I’m aware of your moves from Michigan to Colorado, from there to Hawaii, and more recently to Illinois. Has Illinois met your expectations or fulfilled whatever it was/is that you wanted from it in moving there?

      July 18, 2020 at 8:40 am

    • Like all of our moves, it’s rarely a matter of “want” . . . In every instance, our moves ticked off some boxes and not others.

      Michigan – Job
      Colorado – not wanting anything more to do with the auto industry and liking the westen landscape
      Hawaii – getting away from fires and droughts and blizzards from September to May
      Illinois – wanting better healthcare than Hawaii and being near aging parents and family in general.

      ?? – we may move one more time. The thing is, we don’t have any specific area, activity, interest, or anything that draws us to one place more than another. Couple that with most of our moves being compromises in minor differences between what I want and what Melisa wants — and the fact those wants are based on imagined but not experienced conditions — and you find two people who are trying to concentrate more in making wherever they are a good place to live, and less on finding a mythical perfect place.

      That’s the long answer . . . the short answer is this: there was never anything to fulfil. Literally, one place is as good as another, and we could certainly go back and live in any of those places, or any new place. Except, maybe, Alaska and Hawaii, and that’s mostly because of health care and extreme weather.

      July 18, 2020 at 10:58 am

      • Thank you for the long and short of it, Emilio…and I appreciate your pragmatic position that one place is as good as another. If I adopted a little more of that, myself, it would likely quell some of the yearning that remains for a return to my (not really) mythic, perfect place up north.

        July 19, 2020 at 3:38 pm

      • You are welcome, and I’ll add one more thing . . . I find myself having to occasionally do a reality check because I catch myself saying “oh, it would be great to live (insert place here)” but it’s usually an emotion as opposed to based on specifics (as in, it would be great to live near the ocean, or the mountains, or near Yellowstone, etc).

        That usually happens when I focus on only one thing, and not the whole. Plus, when I look elsewhere, I miss stuff that is around me. I hope this also helps.

        July 19, 2020 at 4:34 pm

        • Good words, Emilio…and thank you for the reminder…to not “miss stuff that is around me.” Well said.

          August 2, 2020 at 10:28 am

          • Again, you are welcome.

            August 2, 2020 at 2:19 pm

  2. Liana

    there you go again . . . there you are

    July 12, 2020 at 7:50 am

    • Yes, here we are still, Liana.

      July 18, 2020 at 8:36 am

  3. Your poetry in words and images always inspires me, Scott. No one else tells a story quite like you do. (Now I’m hoping you will make a book of some of your posts someday, put them together, how enjoyable would that be?).

    July 12, 2020 at 2:41 pm

    • Those are some very nice words, Lynn…so encouraging…and words that I could echo to you, as well. 🙂

      I think a book like that might just be enjoyable….yes.

      Thank you, friend….

      July 18, 2020 at 8:43 am

  4. Absolutely stunning

    July 14, 2020 at 7:35 am

    • Yeah, at least moderately wonderful, huh? 🙂

      July 18, 2020 at 8:43 am

  5. You pretty nearly put me out there with your images. Somehow I never made it to Antelope Island during my years in Utah, but I often meandered around in the vicinity. Little did I know the great vistas I was missing out on. I do enjoy seeing them through your images however. Did you notice any of the similarities in some features to my travels in the Oregon desert? The dry lake bed and that lonely tree on the tilted hillside?

    I hope you’re getting the same sort of pleasure in revisiting these scenes as I do. The yearning certainly comes through in your postings.

    July 16, 2020 at 12:09 pm

    • I’m glad the images nearly put you there, Gunta…that’s what they do for me, too. And yes, I was struck by how similar your eastern Oregon desert is when compared to Utah…and even parts of Arizona. While my yearnings are more to the mountains and the forests, I do find our common desert vistas and mountains/hills to be rather visually compelling, especially in the morning and evening light.

      I’m glad you’re here, Gunta…take care.

      July 18, 2020 at 8:54 am

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