just leave home without it
july 6, monday
doesn't matter how many times i visit yellowstone national park, it's the wild life that never ceases to amaze me.
they're everywhere . . . and often travel in packs. in the roads, stopping traffic. with no awareness of the chaos they leave in their wake.
they trample through your campsite like they own the joint, make loud jarring noises at all hours of the day and night, and travel with every possession they can possibly jam into and onto over-sized trailers.
yep, the wildlife that leaves me most in awe happens to walk on two legs, not four.
and one particularly loud herd caught my attention. we watch them ride through the campsite, boogie boards and stereos strapped to their bikes and backs, ignoring the word "closed" that blocked the gateway to the boiling river.
later in the evening, billy suggested we hike to the top of the hill that overlooks the gardiner river, just near our campsite, to watch the sunset. as we approach the base, we hear them before we see them . . .
. . . loud LOUD music, ginormous camper, with all the comforts of home spewed in and all around.
robert says, so sad. they are so attached to pleasures from home they are missing completely the pleasures this land is offering.
the limits of pleasure they sought to avoid - became the limits they actually imposed. and they don't even know it.
fortunately, we did escape their music and made it to the top . . . in time for a beautiful sunset and a full moon rise.
with nothing but some water and each other . . . we had everything we needed.
doesn't matter how many times i visit yellowstone national park, it's the wild life that never ceases to amaze me.
they're everywhere . . . and often travel in packs. in the roads, stopping traffic. with no awareness of the chaos they leave in their wake.
they trample through your campsite like they own the joint, make loud jarring noises at all hours of the day and night, and travel with every possession they can possibly jam into and onto over-sized trailers.
yep, the wildlife that leaves me most in awe happens to walk on two legs, not four.
and one particularly loud herd caught my attention. we watch them ride through the campsite, boogie boards and stereos strapped to their bikes and backs, ignoring the word "closed" that blocked the gateway to the boiling river.
later in the evening, billy suggested we hike to the top of the hill that overlooks the gardiner river, just near our campsite, to watch the sunset. as we approach the base, we hear them before we see them . . .
. . . loud LOUD music, ginormous camper, with all the comforts of home spewed in and all around.
robert says, so sad. they are so attached to pleasures from home they are missing completely the pleasures this land is offering.
the limits of pleasure they sought to avoid - became the limits they actually imposed. and they don't even know it.
fact: of the 3 million people who enter the park each year, 90% never leave their cars or the pavement.
geez, with all that stuff - how could they?
fortunately, we did escape their music and made it to the top . . . in time for a beautiful sunset and a full moon rise.
with nothing but some water and each other . . . we had everything we needed.
Posted by peg mulqueen at 7/10/2009 8:57 AM 
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Categories: zen
Tags: summer blog yellowstone national park zen peg mulqueen
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