It was New Year’s Eve 2012, and I was camped with a friend at the Island In The Sky section of Canyonland’s National Park, near Moab, Utah.
Earlier in the evening, Joe and I had walked out from the campground to watch the sunset over the Green River and surrounding canyons, along with a few other brave souls, all of whom spoke either German, Swedish, or Asian languages. I could not understand a word they uttered, but we still all had one thing in common, a love of nature, and a sense of adventure.
On our return to the campground, Joe and I had a big fire. I’d been collecting and hoarding firewood for some time, so we had enough coals to cook plenty of chicken. When the cooking and eating was done with we decided to walk down to the Green River Overlook one more time to greet the New Year. There was a glow from a three-quarter moon, and the fresh snow sparkled on the canyon’s rims. A twinkle reflected on the Green River far in the distance. The stars were crisp and sharp, there were no clouds. The temperature was –12 degrees F. (-24.44 C), but we were dressed from head to toe in down clothing, including down boots, so didn’t feel the cold much, except on our faces.
After gazing with awe at a landscape that had seen new years going back to the Paleozoic (link) Period, we dropped onto our backs on the frozen snow and made snow angels.
It was the most unusual New Year’s Eve I’ve ever had, and quite possibly the best. My lifestyle choice may not bring much financial wealth, but no amount of money can replace an evening like this.
Until next time, Happy New Year to all.
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Roxy ~ A Nomad for Nature
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