Out of the Kitchen

Truth be told I had hoped not to spend another summer in southern Arizona. But here we are, first week of August, and here I am, still simmering in the Sonoran desert. Looks like I’ll see the full season a third time through in spite of concentrated efforts to abscond. As some guy sang in the 60s, ‘You can’t always get what you want…’ Though I tried.

We’ll see if I get what I need. Change is on the horizon. Slow progress and counseled patience.

I do love the desert, even in the summer, though the constant heat grows oppressive after months on end. It got hot a lot earlier this year, with daily temperatures in the 100s since late May and no signs of forecasted relief. Weeks of ‘Excessive Heat Warnings’ and records breaking in steady succession. All-time highs and ‘longest streaks above’ and continual river gauge readings of ‘much below normal’ or more dismal yet. Inadvertent daily doomscrolling in simply checking the weather.

Some people have big plans to fix things though, if they get their way. It’s simple, really, just get rid of science, abolish organizations like NOAA (always with their bad news), and move back to medieval times all around. What need hath reality to be objective? Things were great in the Dark Ages. Revel in these post-truth times. I digress and won’t continue in this vein. Don’t look up. Must be the sun.

Suffice it to say that it’s kinda tough to do a whole lot in the extreme heat. I walk a few miles for work once or twice a week, but big adventures in southern Arizona summers have little appeal. One must find alternatives to outdoor recreation with which to occupy mind and muscle and imagination. My excuses, that is, for not having more to report. Since spring there have been a few walks, a couple nights outdoors, a week to visit family in Texas and friends in New Mexico, several construction projects, and more recently a quick trip to Silver City. Photos and musings below.

Me and Billy Boy boatin’ the Taos Box in May

Aravaipa Canyon

I’ve written a few things about Aravaipa Canyon before. It’s one of the wilderness areas within the field office I work at, and I’m out walking the canyon several times a month regardless of the weather. Most of the time I’m out there on my own, but back in May I went with several of the office staff so they could check out the area. It’s common to see a lot of wildlife out that way, and this day did not disappoint. The following wildlife and saguaro photos were all taken by Clara Gauna. Thanks Clara!

Summer Projects

Shifting focus, as mentioned, in an effort to feel productive and fulfilled in the absence of normal activity. I love the challenges and rewards in learning new skills—though failure and frustration inevitably both disrupt and enhance (in aftermath) the process. For several months we’ve been working on a guest house/rental on Krissy’s property and finally finished everything up last week. One of the major efforts involved building a breakfast bar and pouring a concrete countertop in place—a literal blood, sweat, and tears endeavor. Other fun projects have been making wooden signs, refinishing a picnic table, and fermenting various beverages.

Tepache and Kombucha

Silver City, NM and the Gila Wilderness

Went over to Silver City, New Mexico for a couple of days to visit the Gila Wilderness and Gila Cliff Dwellings National Monument. The Gila was the ‘world’s first designated wilderness’ receiving said distinction in 1924. We walked the path at the dwellings the first morning and hiked a nice loop into the wilderness that afternoon. The protected area encompasses the headwaters of the Gila River, which is the river I boat at work when there’s water in it, and it was cool to walk down several miles of the Middle Fork. The following day we took a trail east of town to a petroglyph site featuring images of dragonflies located next to a picturesque creek that buzzes with the same in the right seasons. The town of Silver City was also fun to explore and offers a variety of art, restaurants, and historical sites. Top picks would be the Little Toad Brewery and Whiskey Creek Zócalo—an awesome space with wood-fired pizza, live music, lots of art, and even a plant nursery! Good times.

Just for Fun

Blooming cactus, bird’s nest in a cholla, and a friend I made while driving around at work a couple days ago. Hope you’re all enjoying the summer wherever you may be and whatever you may be doing. Until next time…

Float Boatin’

Springtime and some river trips. Short section of the San Francisco, several overnights through the lower Gila Box, seven days on the San Juan in Utah. Sunrises, sunsets, sunshine. Thunderstorms and dust storms. Side canyon scrambles. Star-filled nights. Days of easy miles. Days of big wind. Life like we like it.

Gila Box, AZ
Most days are more about the walking than the floating.
Small step. Big commitment.
Moki Dugway and the drive back home.

Rambles

Superstitions

Months of messing around. No big trips, but plenty of little ones. Difficult to remember what all’s been going on and not a lot of photos to show for many pleasant days and numerous local outings. Revisited a few regional sites from past posts and found at least as many new ones. Spent a week in Southern California and the rest of the time right here in Southeast Arizona—day hikes, backpacking trips, weekend BnBs, working on personal projects, and plain ol’ work. Disjointed recollections:

Gila Box RNCA

Tucson and Surrounds

Spent a week in Tucson checking out a couple state parks as well as hiking in Saguaro NP. Were scheduled to spend the time on a Mexican beach in mid-December, but the border crisis shut the crossing down for weeks keeping us close in. Appreciated the reduced driving and enjoyed the cabled route up and down Picacho Peak, a big loop around and across Wasson Peak, and a beautiful day in Romero Canyon in Catalina.

Down the Backside. Picacho SP.
December Sunshine. Wasson Peak overlooking Tucson sprawl.

Time Travel

The Southwest is rife with relics of past lives and cryptic human histories. Realities we can scarcely imagine. It’s amazing the things one may come across without meaning to. With effort, whisperings of remnant artifacts may be pondered in proximity. I don’t prioritize visiting vestigial fragments of other cultures, but confess a curious nature when it comes to finding little known sites in difficult to access areas.

Randomly encountered internet article, some rain, and a little luck led us to these Gila River petroglyphs.

Salton Sea

I recently spent a week in Idyllwild, CA brushing up on some wilderness medicine skills. There were many reasons I chose this particular class, not the least of which was its location in potentially wintry elevations. I’m getting right tired of being hot all the time—especially in the wintertime. Packed up the lighter layers of my Alaska gear and was pleased to spend a few days lying around in deep snow, often covered in fake blood and occasionally feigning injuries like heat stroke—though with slim chance of suffering the same. On the way there I spent a night beside the Salton Sea, which was both interesting and entirely uninteresting at the same time. Interesting for the anomaly which is the body of water itself; not interesting for the uninspired squalor of subhumans dwelling in barely habitable shanties along the shoreline. The inverse of freedom presents as autonomously imposed oppression.

Douglas, Coronado, Naco, Bisbee, Cochise Stronghold

This was one of those ‘best of’ trips comprised of reimagined alterations to past itineraries. Sunset wildlife show at Whitewater Draw, a night at the historic Gadsen Hotel, a few miles walk to the border in Coronado National Monument, a steep climb to cave descent, an afternoon meal in Mexico, a couple chilly nights in an old mining town, stair climbing the Bisbee 1000, backroads out of Tombstone, a walk into the Dragoons…

Whitewater Draw

Local Local

Or maybe. There is much to be discovered right out the front door around here. Though perhaps more like out the front door, into a 4×4, onto the highway, off the highway, down some dirt roads for a good while, and then… No trails means no people, rugged terrain, secret spots, and seldom seen landscapes in abundance.

Swamp Springs, Redfield Canyon Wilderness.
Wandering around Mt. Graham.
Okay, we did walk here from the house. Nice.
River cleanup and wildlife viewing.

Bonus Tracks

Rainbow over Aravaipa Canyon.
Sunset from San Pedro RNCA.

News of the New

The traditional time to reflect. What’s good. What’s lacking. What happened. What’s next. Time for appreciation and introspection. Resolutions and intentions. What’s working and what we want to work on. Another year. New beginnings.

As mentioned a few months back, I’ve been focusing on creative endeavors as time, motivation, and limited natural ability allow. The world has arrived at a point where putting personal art on printed products is easier than ever. I have finally arrived at the moment where I can fulfill a forever intention of making a few items myself, along with offering them to anyone that might be interested in or amused by the effort.

It’s never been my objective to monetize or grow this site. I have a nearly non-existent online presence, and am hesitant to alter that reality or spend any more of my life focused on screens than I already do. So we’ll see if momentum is gained in this effort, but as a beginning I wanted to initiate the process somehow and figure out what’s worth it and what’s not to both myself and the greater audience of the internet.

For starters I took a bunch of designs and put them onto the Redbubble platform which is a print-on-demand site dedicated to allowing artists a stage to advertise their efforts. As this is an entirely new endeavor, I can’t yet vouch for services provided. But I will share the link to my ‘store’ below for anyone that might care to browse or support. Would be grateful for any honest feedback with regards to the products (quality, color, durability, fit…) and the process (shopping, shipping, receiving) if you do. I am not privy to the names attached to any orders, so if you happen to get a shirt or something I’d love a message/photo.

Will leave it at that for the time being. Happy New Year and sincere appreciation to anyone and everyone that checks in here on occasion. All the best for 2024!

jodygjett.redbubble.com

Krissy models the ‘Hold Fast’ design. Picacho State Park.
Yours truly ‘rocking’ the ‘Noches Sin Ti’ shirt.

If You Can’t Stand the Heat

Yes hot. Summer in SE AZ started off easy then took it all back. Six weeks or more of temperatures 110⁰ or higher every day. At the beginning of September we’re still hitting 100+ each afternoon and the monsoons have yet to arrive. Since last writing, I’ve spent most of my time working the days away and steeling myself for two-mile furnace-walks each evening. Only in the past couple of weeks have I finally motivated sufficiently to do much else.

May was a visit to Texas. June was a wedding of old friends in Bend, Oregon. July was extreme. August was straight brutal. And now, thankfully, I’m blessed to be spending a couple weeks in Olympia, Washington for work. 65⁰ never felt so good. I guess the only interesting thing of note is that after years of not, I’ve been making a little art again. Doing some drawings both pen and digital. Making a few stickers and a bunch of shirts along with rough plans for selling in the near future. Rough plans also for long hours outside again and a few weeks of floundering Portuguese.

Around Arizona

Blooming Saguaro
Red Knolls
Fishhooks Wilderness
Dos Cabezas from Government Peak.

PNW

Feeling a Little Sketchy

Fixating on Jackalopes…

Resurrection

Peloncillo Mountains Wilderness

Short days since noting the lifeless nature of winter twilight—vibrant resurgence. Budding energy permeates the fabled lion winds of March. Emanates from fertile earth after months of benevolent rain. Short days after posting those last photos I found myself east of town in the Peloncillo Mountains, inert up top while blanketed in lively yellow flowers down below. Found myself the next day in the Gila Box, emergent blossoms in all directions. Found myself yesterday to the west, meandering atop Peridot Mesa amidst literally millions of freshly bloomed wildflowers. Found myself in awe, once again.

Roam Around

Short on words, once again. Past couple months been visits with family, camping with friends, little bit of roaming around. Headed down south tomorrow. Mexico way. Hoping to find a bit of that way things once were. Ojalá que sí.

Ft. Bowie, Chiricahuas, Mt. Graham, Boyce Thompson, Arizona Trail, City of Globe

Mt. Graham. Photo: G. Jett
Chiricahua lunch rock

Oracle, Arizona Trail, Aravaipa Canyon

Vineyard Trail, Picketpost, Gila Box, Arizona Skies

Arizona voters to all election denier candidates!!!
Que trabajo tan duro! Gila River. Photo: G. Jett

Hasta la próxima

Time Lapse Living

It’s been some time now and no time now. There is but vague recall of weeks long gone. Hazy recollections of months spent living in heat induced fugue. A compilation of obscure frames replayed in fast-forward—compressed memories of life condensed.

I don’t have much to say at the moment. Not a lot to report. It’s been hot. It’s still hot. Life has been a lot of time at work for lack of anything more inspired to do, regular siestas in the scorching afternoons, occasional attempts at being active. There were some day hikes, a couple river trips, a month plus of monsoons, lots of flowers, weeks of historically low water followed by a 100 year flood, numerous sunsets… There was a week in Sacramento for work, an oppressively hot weekend in Puerto Peñasco, Mexico, local wanderings…

I don’t know if cooler temperatures will change the format, but I’m certainly hoping to find out soon. Thought I’d go ahead and post a few of those stop motion shots in the meantime.

100° Day Trips

4-Peaks

Critters

Sonoran Desert Tortoise
Canyon Tree Frog

Around Town

Fry Mesa
The evening skies in Arizona always amaze

World in Bloom

Arizona Fishhook

‘Till Next Time

*I’ll be spending some weeks in Mexico come November/December. Contact me if any interest in running a river or two down that way.

Desert Adaptations

Big changes for certain. One extreme to the next. Back in the desert after several years away. AK to AZ. 49th state to 48th. Deep negatives to upcoming triple digits. Not sure how I’ll handle that.

What’s good? New job. Lots of time outside. Sunshine. The chance to contribute to the protection and conservation of public lands. A position with autonomy and plenty of opportunities to hike and paddle both. Wild places. Wildlife.

Everything else? Same same but different. Starting over once again.

Was -30 most of the week before I flew out of Fairbanks on the last day of January. Got in a few final ski outings, saw a couple last light shows, said goodbye to a few good friends. Not easy. It will always be hard to not be in Alaska. Stayed a night in Anchorage as I didn’t want to leave the state all at once.

Flew into Texas on February 1st just in time for a solid snow storm. Was in Arizona a week later and already over 80° in early February. Hit 90°+ when I was in Phoenix that week and I was about to meltdown physically and mentally. Thankfully, things have cooled off since then. Been off and on, a little warmer each week. Wind and heat, wind and cold. Chilly nights, hair dryer days. Mountains all around. Sky islands with crazy names: Chiricahuas, Huachucas, Gilas, Dragoons, Peloncillos, Pinaleños, Dos Cabezas… Have been out and about for certain. Dirt road driving, wilderness hiking, desert camping, shallow water boating, small town visiting, border crossing, solo missioning…

Bighorn Sheep at Orange Cliffs
Gila Monster!
Coronado National Monument
Inspiration Point, Chiricahua National Monument. Photo: R. Poginy

Reach out and tell me what’s good wit’ ya.

Backroads

Bit more time in Canyonlands and then back to the backroads. South and east. Utah, Arizona, New Mexico, Texas. Piñons and junipers, cactus and sage. Ruin sites and petroglyphs. Desert running, big-sky walking, beveled horizon lines and distances without end.

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Needles District, Canyonlands NP

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Newspaper Rock

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Spider Rock, Canyon de Chelley

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White House, Canyon de Chelley

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El Morro and El Malpais National Monuments

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