Coronado National Forest, Arizona
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Great Sand Dunes National Park, Colorado
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I learned in a physical anthropology class that a baby will become accustomed to whatever temperature they lived in for the first six weeks of life. So if you’re born in the middle of winter you’ll prefer colder climates and if you’re first six is during the heat of a southern summer cold climates will be difficult. If we move to another region we can adapt to 15º either way.
I was born in a warm region and grew up in a region that only has a yearly variation in temperature of about 40º. We rarely saw temps lower than 30º and 80º was considered a heat wave. Most of my adult life I lived in Indiana where daily temperature variations can range 40º or more. That will sure mess you up. And yearly variations of 125º or more, are you kidding me??? A year didn’t go by that I didn’t long to move to Florida.
This natural human phenomena was brought to mind while I was visiting with friends this week from New York. We went to swim in their “heated” pool but it was freezing! They just casually enjoy the nice “warm” water. I’ve learned warmth is relative as is cold. I remember the days when the upper 60s felt so good and now I’m looking for my sweater and fuzzy sox. Where’s the afghan and my coat? Oh yah, I didn’t think I needed them anymore since I now live in Florida. Warmth has taken on new meaning.
There was a time when I was on the road that warmth made a big difference in my physical comfort and more so my mental state. I had just spent October in damp cold New England then drove five days to the sunny southwest for another month. The sunny days and dry heat thawed out my body and soul. This is one of my favorite desert spots. I laid on the warm sand and soaked up the sun. The perfect prescription for a soggy and frost-bitten soul.
White Sands National Monument, New Mexico
All degrees are in Fahrenheit
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No fences, no guard rails, no safety nets…and I still took this photo from the edge. My great fear of falling couldn’t keep me from capturing this view.
Canyon de Chelly National Monument, Arizona
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After a month-long road trip in 2005 I realized I’d been to 47 of our 48 contiguous states. If I’d known this I would have driven the two hours north. This minor annoyance haunted my travels for several years. Then in 2009, a few months into my two-year road trip, I finally arrived in my 48th state – North Dakota. Many friends remarked “This obsession with visiting North Dakota is a little strange. There’s nothing there.” For me the only reply was “It’s there.”
This is my triumph…
Theodore Roosevelt National Park, North Dakota
Connectedness is something everyone needs. The need to belong or be part of something. I moved to a large city a few years ago with little wilderness area near by and with city living comes much noise and chaos. I’m in desperate need of a different type of connection than most might consider. I need to connect with nature, with the peace and quiet of the wilderness.
Look into this desertscape. Dream about where this road leads and what you may find there.
Great Sand Dunes National Park & Preserve, Colorado
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