Life gets busy, but we should never be so busy that we don’t take time out to frequent our favorite spots and do the things that rock our individual boats … and for us that includes the Mogollon Rim.
We actually got snow, sleet, hail, and rain during our short trip, which made for awesome scenery and elk wondering what we were doing there.
It made me wonder what took us so long… oh, there was that project, and that chore, and that meeting, plus that snow storm, the roads were closed… well, okay.
Always find time to smell the roses, or in our case fresh forest air.
I did a Best of. 2018 here…. https://kritterspix.com/2018/12/27/best-of-2018/
I’m fortunate to have taken enough worthy photos that I can share multiple Best of 2018 posts, albeit some similar themes.
1. Tree Saddle Snow First Snow of 2018, January 21 on Mogollon Rim.
2. Blue Shutters Provence FRANCE
3. Water Rok Vernazza, Cinque Terre ITALY
4. Rio Boats Riomaggiore, Cinque Terre ITALY
5. Fog Trees Fog over Moqui Draw
6. Point Imperial River Sunset over Grand Canyon North Rim, Point Imperial
7. Awesome View Your’s truly, taken at North Rim Grand Canyon by Arizona Highways Photographer, Suzanne Mathia
8. Cape Flowers Grand Canyon North Rim, Cape Royal
9. Aspen Maple Fall Colors on Mogollon Rim
10. Ruins Burst Sunrise of old Indian Ruins
I love these posts. They make me reflect on the year past, where I have been and what we have done. These images are a glimpse into our lives and our souls. I hope you enjoyed taking the journey with me.
For more pix check out… https://kritterspix.com/2018/12/27/best-of-animals-2018/ and https://kritterspix.com/2018/12/27/best-of-2018/.
Before Fall Colors have even popped yet, we got our first snowfall. Fall Colors dropped against the blanket of fresh snow made the maple leaves in their varying color stand out.
I love the contrast of color Fall brings, with the green Pines, yellowing Oaks, and emerging reds amidst the scattered Maples. It’s a potpourri of color and textures.
The snow just adds another dimension in this already gorgeous time in our myriad of seasons we get to enjoy.
For more of my fall color photos, check out my post here… https://kritterspix.com/2018/10/20/first-snow-2/
Following the Tinder Fire that devastated our communities, I have been intent on capturing the many faces of the aftermath. You can see my other post here…. https://kritterspix.com/category/pix/
In this endeavor I have been faced with the realities that are post-fire – the devastation, the soot, the destroyed vegetation and the re-birth of new vegetation. What I somehow didn’t expect was the realization that my photos truly are capturing a moment in time that will only be that way for that instant… to never be the same again.
I took this photo (above), I call Charcoal Tinder, just after the fire and we were finally allowed back in the forest. This cool tree still has the roots attached, charcoaled that they may be. It stands as a testament to the resilience of the forest, and the trauma that it saw with fire raging all around. I flinch to think about it.
I took these two photos of the very same tree just a week later, I called it Scar Face, now. It’s the same tree! It’s roots have broken off and already disintegrated into the charred soot at it’s feet. The cool branches that stood strong amidst the tragedy of that day… are now gone. It is already fading back into the earth from where it came.
It saddens me to realize that what is left now… may not be for long. Our forest will continue to change. Trees will fall, leaves will drop, plain sticks and hulks of trees will become more prevalent… until nothing but a heaping pile of remnants remain. Whoa! That’s too vivid… but that’s what it looks like on the Mogollon Rim, years after wildfire devastated it’s beautiful landscape leaving nothing but fallen tinder in it’s wake all these years later.
I remain extremely appreciative and thankful that it wasn’t worse, and that we still have our home to return to, where so many don’t. We look over a scarred ridge that serves as a reminder of what came so close… and I look toward the green trees amongst the brown ones and smile at their tenacity and strength.
Just off the Forest Road 300 is an obscure road marked FR 218: Milk Ranch Road. Along it are magnificent overlooks of the Mogollon Rim below. One can find an open spot in the woods or down a long rocky rough road to be rewarded by this great expanse.
If you’re lucky you’ll be blessed with amazing skies, puffy clouds, and remarkable sunsets and sunrises. If you’re not, just enjoy the view, a nice picnic and peaceful, relaxing visit.
For more from this trip and Lessons from a Squirrel check out my post HERE.
It’s hard for me to imagine that this was our first trip to the rim this year. It’s June already, and we just haven’t found time. Life sometimes just gets away from one.
Unfortunately another deterrent has been that much of ‘our’ rim has been closed due to a local fire…. WAY TOO CLOSE to home. Only 20 miles away, this one was a scary one. It was more the area that made it difficult for firefighters. The rim is very steep with a lot of dead and down, fallen pine needles and thick dry forest due to years of Forest Service policy of no-burning. This particular steep area can’t be reached by fire fighters, so all they could do was hold it back and try to avert it from cresting over the ridge.
The good news of it is, that it had top priority in the Southwest, which meant that it got all the resources they needed. Local control was handed over to the Feds, as they brought over 1200 firefighters, helicopters, and planes to douse it out and work the fire lines. The comforting fact was that they were clearly working it hard… we had regular meetings held locally by the Forest Service to give us status reports and answer any questions we had. It is now, thankfully, completely under control… and smoke is dissipating.
So we thought we’d make a trip to the rim – at least the outskirts of the area that isn’t closed – to see if we could get some pix.
The animals were out if force, seemingly enjoying the nice day just as we were.
We couldn’t actually get close enough to the fire to see any smoke, other than that on the murky horizon. But we enjoyed a very pleasant and relaxing day out – and wondered, what has taken us so long?
I must admit, I never ever thought I could get used to snow. I hate the cold.
But never say never. Now that we live somewhere where we have 4 seasons, I enjoy every one of them… including the snow. There is something pristine and innocent about the beauty and cleanness of snow.
It hangs on the trees and coats the ground in white fluffy clumps. If one is lucky, the first snow of the year coincides with the end of fall… and changing of the colors, yielding an intersection of seasons in all it’s beauty. Check out my Snow Trees post on kritterspix.com.