Kasha-Katuwe Tent Rocks (Part Two, the summit)

“There is only one success—to be able to spend your life in your own way.”

–Christopher Morely

My feet step on the last of the stones as the heat from the morning sun smooths my face. The summit of Tent Rocks is before me.

Sitting on the precipice of certain death that comes with one wrong move, I realize I am hard wired for this. My friends are with their families, enjoying the comforts of their offspring and in sharing stories of struggles and joy.

My comfort is in capturing my own story in the magic of light reflecting images off a mirrored lens, drawing a moment into a lasting memory in time.

Looking down into a desert abyss, my calloused fingers caress a petrified tree. I sit in the comfort of my self imposed solitary confinement…..

letting my eyes stretch over to the edges of this earth, and beyond.

Wench, bring my ale, what say you?