Living along the bank of the Grand River on Abrigador Trail, we are now official river rats--meaning that we live in a floodplain. But the term means more than that since my initials spell rat--and the reflections are ones both in my mind and on the water.
Sunday, January 14, 2018
Big Bend 2018
Last week's annual trip to hike in Big Bend National Park in Texas on the Rio Grand Border with Mexico was different from any other such trip we have ever had. In November John had hip replacement surgery due to a congenital condition, and in December he had a heart attack that was not diagnosed until about 10 days later at which time a stent was inserted to open an entirely blocked artery. So our hikes were not quite as rigorous as usual---fewer steep inclines. But we had a wonderful time and already have a cottage reservation for January 2019. Here is John with Sarah, John and the kids before our trip South. I've captioned the remaining pics except for the last. Too bad I don't have a good camera---or just an iphone. This was the most stunning rainbow we have ever seen---saw it on our way out of Big Bend after we had crossed Hwy 90. The sky was a very dark navy blue, the rainbow brighter than we had ever witnessed, but the most amazing aspect was that it touched the ground hardly more than a football field away. A white trailer was parked nearby in a field, and the rainbow touched the ground in front of it so that it colored the trailer. I've seen many rainbows in my life, but they've all appeared to be on the horizon.