I am in a train going south from Seattle, Washington to Oregon, and this is what I see. Stacks of lumber and lines of trucks. Piles of rebar and blocks of concrete. Downed trees and over-grown blackberries. Water slick roads. Break lights. Trash. Rain. It was sunny in Seattle when… Read More
Typical Oregon Day I got home to Oregon on Sunday, and do you know what was there? The sun. Yes, my husband and my son were there too, but the surprising member of the ‘Welcome back from the Grand Canyon party’ was the big guy in the sky. Sun. Sunshine…. Read More
Kaitlin Kenney prior to running Hermit on her birthday, January 6, 2013. © Sophie Danison 2013 The night before I hiked into the Grand Canyon I was contacted by a friend of Kaitlin Kenney’s. He had read an essay I had written about Kaitlin entitled The Way We Die. Kaitlin had gone… Read More
Before you read a word, please watch the film above. It features one of the more exciting projects I have heard about in years. Okay? Watched it? If you did, you saw the future—empowered women from around the world reaching out through the internet to tell their stories. We are… Read More
I left the Grand Canyon before sunrise. I had said my goodbyes the evening before. It was time to move on. Saying goodbye So I got in my car and crept out from the park. An hour later, I was nearing Williams Arizona—home of the Grand Canyon Railway. Everyday of… Read More
I did wonder, as I stood out alone at 5:30 in the morning, taking a picture of this unique sign, if I was being all that smart. Or, more likely, being outsmarted…..Off to hike down to the canyon. Last post till Tuesday night (if I have the strength….)
Colorado River – August, 2012 (N. Rakha) The first time I was in the Grand Canyon was 1996. I was on an 18-day private rafting trip, and this is the main thing I remember: I did not want to leave—ever. In most stories that include a guru or two, one… Read More
More photos from this walk at The Quiet Snow is falling at the Grand Canyon right now, and it is—quiet. A cushioned cloister of snow-soft sounds. A feather-world of silent flakes. A hush, a whisper, a kiss. And I think, I love snow. I love its padded footsteps, a cat… Read More
Highly Toxic Uranium Mine in Cameron, AZ (New York Times 3/31/12) On Sunday, I had the opportunity to go for a walk with my friend Jeff who lives on the Navajo Reservation. His home, an Airstream parked across from the Cameron Trading Post, sits near the Little Colorado River in… Read More
Did you watch that Elephant? It is the happiest animal on planet Earth, except for me – yesterday – hiking into the Grand Canyon with Ranger Kristi Rugg, or as I think of her – Wiki – as in Wikipedia. Her knowledge of the canyon is encyclopedic. And so, as we… Read More