Eastern Utah and its Illusion of Vacancy

utah-prarieI honestly would have preferred being on horseback while immersed in the wild west of Utah.  I now know why my dad reads only Lois Lamore paperbacks, or loves watching television anytime John Wayne is on; it’s sublime.

The west is open, it is empty, and it is seemingly void of any life.  But, as I sat on a ledge and surrendered myself to the vast landscape, it clearly let me know I was not alone.  Crickets started chirping, hiding in the shade of cracks created by the rain-deprived soil.  Soon grasshoppers perched on sand bluestem serenaded potential mates, rubbing their forelegs against their wings.  Within the distance of a stones throw, and in a wash, a cubby of scaled quail rapidly darted, dashing from scrub to scrub.  Happily watching my new found friends a movement in my peripheral vision led to antelope trotting across a gully.  And, before I departed, a red tailed hawk conserved its energy by riding the thermals rushing up from the near vertical hills.

The west was alive, so very, very alive.  It was also majestic, elegant, and somehow powerful all in one.


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My name is Roger Paige, aka The Focused Traveler. Periodically I am also known as hey you, yahoo, and dinkus. For the last three years I have claimed the revered title of a Masshole by moving to Massachusetts. Prior to that I lived in Southern California for nearly thirty years. That would be the place where I cut my teeth in the media world’s pacifier called the web. What Exactly Do I Do? I am a time-traveler, a raconteur, lensman, and cinematographer. Well, the time-traveler may be a stretch but I like the term, so it’s staying. Telling stories is my thing. Telling stories along with pictures and video is my even bigger thing. Telling stories on social media platforms about how awesomely amazing brands and their products are by using my stories, photographs and video is my even bigger BIGGER thing. I photograph: food, both static and squirming on the plate, people, places, things, whatchamacallits and thingamajigs. My imagination knows no boundaries.

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