On our way out of Colorado I participated in a raindance with some friendly pachyderms, causing an elephantine storm which followed the Rambler all the way to Moab, Utah.
We enjoyed a few days of rain as we nestled into the surreal red landscape at our new home, Creekside Lane Organics.
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| Strawberry Fields (and kale forests) Forever |
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The farm is an oasis of fresh food, sandy soil, and fellow friendly farmers just a few miles from the touristy quicksand of Moab. In Moab the streets are crowded by heavily sunscreened teeshirt buyers. A multitude of desert-colored signs along the downtown strip advertise ADVENTURE in some expensive form or another, and even away from the commercial sludge there's an undeniable wind of exploration in the air. The great red rocks are always within view, daring you to climb them.
Yesterday Q and I and the rest of the WWOOFers (a prodigious crew of huggable scamps) got ourselves all bolstered up on kale and chard and set out on a real Moab adventure.
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We got mildly lost in the sandy landscape and ended up in the middle of a golf course, where we scrambled up a cliff and continued on to discover both a cave AND a waterfall, plus innumerable desert treasures which filled our Montanan hearts with awe.
Song of the occasion:
Avett Brothers - Paranoia in B Flat Major
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Kale is good too. Probably more useful than apricots in the long run.
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