After the drive down from 12,000 feet, I decided to go to Horseshoe Park to see the waterfall at the Alluvial Fan. I stopped at a valley overlook. As I enjoyed the view a large (foreign) family swarmed over the rocks with shrieking children. As I watched, one of the mothers, chatting with another mom, casually tossed her empty water bottle to the ground. So I casually returned it to her saying, "Please don't litter in our National Parks - it is RUDE!"
I'm not sure which ticked me off more, the litterbug or the episode that followed at the waterfall. I continue on to the Alluvial Fan and walk the trail up to the fall. As I'm lining up a nice shot through the catkins on the willow, a baseball-sized rock hits my hand - hard. Before I can process what happened, another stone whizzes past my head. At that point, I snap out of it, "S%@#! STOP! WHO THREW THAT!" I look up above just in time to see a wide-eyed dad whisking his little girl away while stammering an appology.
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That's the Litterbug with back turned on the left. If you
see her again be sure to point out the nearest recycle bin. |
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| A forest of mini daisies growing on the Alluvial Fan. |
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| A sure sign of Spring! |
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| Amber in the making, a jewel of sap rolls down one of the many beetle-killed trees in the park. |
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| The waterfall where I was "stoned." |
National Parks can be dangerous places, and it's not the wild animals I'm talking about.
1 comment:
Hi Andi! I always read your blog (but sometimes you don't update very regularly - tisk tisk). Are you in Utah now? What are you doing in RMNP alone? Good adventures. We're sick of the snow here though, and wish it would melt!
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