Apache Trail, Tanto National Forest

“The older we get, the less we try to understand, and the more we try to live”

I had been up through the night, determined not to miss another sunrise.  Working nights it’s frustrating to have odd sleeping hours, and to sleep through experiences.  It’s all about these experiences that we create, and we must CREATE them as without our effort they shall not come to be.  With the rain pattering outside of my window, I stared at the parking lot flood lamp and decided to get my ass situated.  I had packed up my day pack, even went as far as purchasing a neat little stainless steel cup for boiling water in the chance that I would decide to not lay in bed for the night.  Adventure was a fixture in my mind, yet I was still doubtful.  Nevertheless I left, in the dark, two hours before sunrise, in the rain.

I wanted to turn around while on the freeway, just 2 miles from my onramp.  I decided to see how it was in Apache Junction, perhaps the rain will subside.  The closer I got, the more minuscule the rain became.  I decided to head towards Fish Creek, a place I had visited before with Greg.  Why I wanted to go back, I am not particularly certain, there was a cave in the distance that looked appealing from what I remember, could it be climbed to?  I also purchased a new lens recently and wanted to give it some trials.  In the blue of the morning, after winding up the Apache Trail, I decided to pull over and take some time lapse photographs of the rising sun.  The sky was a deep blue with a flare of city lights hovering in the distance.  I climbed up a hill to see what the surrounding topography looked like, jagged desert wilderness, sharp rocks, sharp cacti, sharp bushes, unfriendly yet in my opinion a very pretty sight.  I remind myself that these devilish plants aren’t out to get you, they’re just protecting themselves.


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