There has been a lot going on in life and last weekend was a really good chance to try to unwind and make sense of some things. So this isn't going to be very entertaining, so if I were you I would stop right here. Obviously you aren't me. Be thankful. This blog is going to be mostly symbolic, and perhaps enigmatic. And you're still reading. Odd. So here we go.
There are times in life when we don't want to be told which direction we should go. This bullet-ridden sign is actually perched right on a cliff. If you fail to turn left, you will plunge down about 200 ft or so. Apparently some people feel upset about being told where to turn (they shot it), when in fact it will save their lives. Moral: Turn where and when you are supposed to, even if you don't want to.
Rocks are supposedly a rigid material. I'm a geology major and I know first-hand how hard rocks can be. I also know how hard they are because of personal encounters with them while riding a mountain bike. The rocks won those encounters. Pictured here is a fault (
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fault_(geology) ). A fracture formed as intense forces deformed the originally solid rock. The side to the left has dropped about a half-foot. Moral: Things that seem solid and constant are subject to change. And there is nothing that you can do about that.
On a drive to the Palisades Reservoir, my friend and I found a dirt road that led down to edge of the reservoir. We were driving a G6, which is not an off-roading vehicle, but the dirt was firm and there were plenty of tire tracks. The dirt WAS solid except for a twenty foot circle. Take a guess how I know where that circle was? Yup, we found it. The only soft spot along the entire shoreline, that we explored. The ground here looked identical to everywhere else, tire tracks included. The point at which I realized that the ground was not solid was the second the tires sunk. Moral: Despite the appearance of solid ground, dirt can be misleading foundation.
The combination of school and work has been a little intense and its easy for me to get caught up in it all. This reservoir is pretty large, but the waves were very small. Moral: Don't let little things disrupt large things.
As we headed back to Rexburg, my friend asked to stop at a random pullout. What seemed to be an ordinary pullout without a good view turned out to be one of the most scenic views of the trip. We spotted two bald eagles in their evening fishing as well. Moral: Take time to find the beauty in life even when it seems it is ordinary and bland.
This last picture was the view as we left the Palisades. Moral: God knows what he is doing, just chill.
