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What to do. I get out and load rocks into the back of the bed, adding weight and traction enough to climb the grade. The remainder of the book consists of digressions and excursions into ideas and places that border in varied ways upon that central season in the canyonlands. Hospitalized for exposure, shock and malnutrition, he urged that the entrance to Cataract Canyon be somehow chained off, closed forever to human exploration. And then comes another thought. God provides. Waterman follows with the vehicle in first gear, low range and four-wheel drive, creeping and lurching downward from rock to rock, in and out of the gutters, at a speed too slow to register on the speedometer. He is tempted but then remembers his girl. What do you think of that?. About a year after the incident in Utah she was approached cautiously by a lawyer, an affable young fellow from Austin. Without expending a single dollar from the United States Treasury we could, if we wanted to, multiply the area of our national parks tenfold or a hundredfold simply by banning the private automobile. I will ask and the people will say to me: Viviano Jacquez? He makes no move. I am glad to return, several hours later, to the shelter and warmth of the housetrailer. No, he says, youve got a train to catch. He sees me craning my neck to stare backward. Once freed of distracting, human-made language, Abbey hopes to become closer with the earth. We rebuild the fire and deep-fry the fish in part of the bacon grease which Ralph has wisely been hoarding all along. Where there are sunken rocks the water heaps up in mounds or even in cones. He kept running and heard the heavy feet of Mr. Graham coming after him. An ice axe now would be the thing; I could squat on my heels and glissade down the snowfield in good form, controlling direction and velocity by dragging the blade in the snow. After reaching the canyon rim, they rappel into the canyons below, where they explore the untouched rock formations and debate the usefulness of language. You sir, squinting at the map with your radiator boiling over and your fuel pump vapor-locked, crawl out of that shiny hunk of GM junk and take a walk yes, leave the old lady and those squawling brats behind for a while, turn your back on them and take a long quiet walk straight into the canyons, get lost for a while, come back when you damn well feel like it, itll do you and her and them a world of good. There was even room for the dissenter and nonconformist every town had a few jack-Mormons, those who smoked tobacco, drank tea or coffee or hard liquor, and perhaps even joined the Democratic Party. Perhaps not at least there's nothing else, no one human, to dispute possession with me. Finishing the letter I go outside and close the switch on the generator. If the happy thought arrives too late, crawl into the shade and contemplate the lonely sky. The bridle they never recovered. I can see them now in all their millions jamming the freeways, glutting the streets, horns bellowing like wounded steers, hunting for a place to park. A civilization which destroys what little remains of the wild, the spare, the original, is cutting itself off from its origins and betraying the principle of civilization itself. He has taken a job with the National Park Service and reports for duty at the headquarters building just north of Moab. As we eat we discuss the situation. Naked as Adam in the Bible, Abbey enters a dreamlike existence, almost forgetting that he is distinct from the surrounding trees. This is comfort. He didnt intend to exert himself unless he was forced to. Panicked, the cow struggled through, splashing mud and sand. They usually appear in crowded clusters, with figures of a later date sometimes superimposed on those of an earlier time. Perhaps not at least theres nothing else, no one human, to dispute possession with me. A whiptail lizard scurried past my feet. On a mural wall I find petroglyphs the images of bighorn sheep, snakes, mule deer, sun and raincloud symbols, men with lances. Abbey makes statements that connect humanity to nature as a whole. Buy some cows of my own.. I dont know how many but apparently only a few, perhaps a single family. I come to a second dripping spring, water seeping from a fissure far above, falling in spray upon a massive slab of rock at the foot of the wall. Not an easy decision. They're like having in-class notes for every discussion!, This is absolutely THE best teacher resource I have ever purchased. Then he died. I walk lightly across shoals of quicksand and ford the river when necessary, but over the pebbled and rocky stretches the going is hard and slow. You may find shards of pottery. Whose founding father Joseph Smith claimed to have carried about under his arms solid gold tablets which, if they were the size he said they were (no one else ever saw them), would have weighed about half a ton? There are a few stones scattered along the trail. I find some dry sticks, build a little fire in the fireplace, uncork the wine. Through half-closed eyes, for the light would otherwise be overpowering, I consider the tree, the lonely cloud, the sandstone bedrock of this part of the world and pray in my fashion for a vision of truth. The long field of snow looks good and I make straight for it, hoping the snow will be firm enough to climb, soft enough to kick toeholds in. Though everyone has his or her own ideal place of beauty on Earth. We need more predators. But the rest, the majority, most of them new to the out-of-doors, will need and welcome assistance, instruction and guidance. I refer to the tiny oasis formed by the drilled well, its windmill and storage tank. For an instant I am paralyzed by wonder; then, stung by a fear too ancient and powerful to overcome I scramble back, rising to my knees. This turned fatal when Graham killed Husk in a fit of rage and accidentally got himself killed too. Another small gem in the park system, a group of three adjacent natural bridges tucked away in the canyon country of southern Utah. Abbey obsessively tracks him down one day, and when he finds him, he and the horse enter a standoff that lasts hours. Mountain people tend to become inbred and degenerate, get goiters, and no one for a long time has lived in the sea. The SlideShare family just got bigger. There are interesting differences, of course, both in kind and degree between the plight of the Navajo Indians and that of their brothers-in-poverty around the world. We see a few baldface cows, pass a corral and windmill, meet a rancher coming out in his pickup truck. When morning came he got up and tried to go on but could not walk very far. A lash of lightning flickers over Wilson Mesa, scorching the brush, splitting a pine tree. We faced each other across some fifty feet of sand and rock. Thinking. We need coyotes more than we need, let us say, more people, of whom we have already an extravagant surplus, or more domesticated dogs, which in all fairness could and should be ground up into hamburger and used as emergency coyote food, to raise their spirits and perhaps improve the tenor of their predawn howling. I stop to drink. Plans for new roads can be discarded and in their place a program of trail-building begun, badly needed in some of the parks and in many of the national monuments. We need wilderness whether or not we ever set foot in it. What do the pilgrims see? Public domain. Or the departing Indians, having no domesticated animals except dogs, may simply have been unable to carry away all of their possessions. The heat is stunning. Other voices also speak: queer squawks and honkings from the thickets, sounds we cannot identify until we see, a little later, a great blue heron flap its wings among the lavender plumes of a tamarisk tree. If we could learn to love space as deeply as we are now obsessed with time, we might discover a new meaning in the phrase. It is so far away, that merged point of light, that unless you watch it steadily you will not perceive that it is in motion; relative to the distance the light moves as the stars move or about as fast as the sun fades from the sky or the fire consumes the log. Whatever their original intention, the long-dead artists and hunters confront us across the centuries with the poignant sign of their humanity. Dark when I return, with only the light of Ralphs fire to guide me. Mr. Graham shielded his eyes from the glow of the campfire and looked for him with the gun. Like putting on chain mail. Subsequently swamped by the new American mode, by industrialism, commercialism, urbanism, rugged and ragged individualism, the old Mormon communities are now disappearing. As an example of scientism he suggested the current superstition that science has lengthened the human life-span. Gaze not too long into the abyss, lest the abyss gaze into thee., I watch also for a gathering of vultures in the air, which would be a helpful clue. The floor of the boat is nothing but a single layer of rubberized canvas and sags like jelly beneath my weight. Nevertheless the Park Service had drawn up the usual Master Plan calling for modern paved highways to most of the places named and some not named. THE ISLAND IN THE DESERT, TERRA INCOGNITA: Better yet, build a paved road to every corner of the park; better yet, pave the whole damned place so any damn fool can drive anything anywhere is this a democracy or aint it? Author's Introduction 1. In fact he was already pretty well dug in. And opened again. Meanwhile the tribal population continues to grow in geometric progression: 2 4 8 16 32 64, etc., onward and upward, as the majority of The People settle more deeply into the second-class way of life, American style, to which they are fairly accustomed, with all of its advantages and disadvantages: the visiting caseworker from the welfare department, the relief check, the derelict automobiles upside down on the front yard, the tarpaper shack next to the hogan and ramada, the repossessed TV set, the confused adolescents, and the wine bottles in the kitchen midden. Venus. . I swim across it, following a turn in the narrow canyon, here no more than ten feet wide, and emerge beyond into a curving tunnel of rock with running water on its floor. GET OUT OF YOUR MOTORIZED VEHICLE, GET ON YOUR HORSE, MULE, BICYCLE OR FEET, AND COME ON IN. Objects and forms viewed through this tremulous flow appear somewhat displaced or distorted, as a stick seems bent when half-immersed in water. Into Moab and the bright lights, the jostling throng of kids, cowboys, miners, young bronzed hoods with sideburns and the sleeves removed from their shirts, through the blaring traffic and under the nervous neon ATOMIC CAFE! I put on a coat and step outside. We were ten feet apart. I recognize that when and where they serve purposes of mine they do so for beautifully selfish reasons of their own. Mr. Graham then suggested to Husk that better than rambling off half-cocked into the outback he should buy into a partnership with somebody who already controlled a likely group of claims. He was about to light a cigarette but thought better of it. Since I have no tennis shoes I take off the boots and sling them over my shoulder, proceeding barefoot. In some of these basins there was a little water left over from the last flood, warm and fetid water under an oily-looking scum, condensed by prolonged evaporation to a sort of broth, rich in dead and dying organisms. I love all things which flow, said the deepest of Irishmen. Carefully he let the hammer down and put the pistol into the pocket of a light jacket which he sometimes wore. A bush growing out of the hard sun-baked mud. He shuffled past them without glancing back, neither slowing nor increasing his pace. Moon-Eye is very shy. We drift on; the current seems to accelerate a bit as the mighty river squeezes between great red walls of sandstone rising on either side to heights of a thousand feet or more, cliffs so sheer and smooth even a bird could find no perch there. And do you know what happens if you stick your head in a vacuum tube?, Hey ole buddy, how far from here to Lubbock?, Well sir, I dont know exactly how far that is but Id guess its not nearly far enough., Any dangerous animals out here, ranger?, Just tourists. (Laughter; tell the truth, they never believe you. Merle McRae and Floyd Bence the superintendent and the chief ranger appear at noon, bringing me five hundred gallons of water in a tank truck and a Park Service pickup truck outfitted with shortwave radio, fire tools, climbing rope, shovel, tow chain, first aid kit, stretcher, axe, etc. But after a number of years I returned anyway, traveling full circle, and stayed for a third season. Most of the sky is lidded over but the sun remains clear halfway down the west, shining in under the storm. I was glad to be getting out of there. Grateful for the diversion, I throw canteens and rucksack into the government pickup and take off. Hot in there, I say, though Ralph has asked no questions. We follow his instructions carefully and they turn out to be as correct as they are precise. In addition to this sort of practical guide service the ranger will also be a bit of a naturalist, able to edify the party in his charge with the natural and human history of the area, in detail and in broad outline. Turning the bacon with a fork, I watch the light deepen on the mountain, am watched in turn by a bluejay, a redheaded woodpecker, the gray squirrel. These brief thundershowers are not entirely without effect: I can see these days a dull green fuzziness spreading like a mold across the distant swales of Salt Wash Valley. In the evening the wind stops. This is known as fair play, or sportsmanship. I climbed onto my horse like a man dragging himself through a bad dream, got both feet in the stirrups and rode after the others. Good luck to all. Lets go home, you miserable old bucket of guts. I also happen to know that the natural bridge itself is still six miles up the canyon by foot trail, a distance regarded as semiastronomical by the standard breed of mechanized tourist. It was, of course, only the usual Mormon 3.2 for which may God forgive them but never had beer tasted better, or been drunk by more deserving men. The population, though ten times greater than a century ago, must still exist on a reservation no bigger now than it was then. Long ago the cliff dwellings were abandoned. Leaving my victim to the vultures and maggots, who will appreciate him more than I could the flesh is probably infected with tularemia I continue my walk with a new, augmented cheerfulness which is hard to understand but unmistakable. Three ravens are wheeling near the balanced rock, squawking at each other and at the dawn. Abbey went on to admire the nature writing and environmentalist contemporaries of that period, particularly Annie Dillard.[5]. Above me the clouds roll in, unfurling and smoking billows in malignant violet, dense as wool. Lees Ferry. To make the distinction unmistakably clear: Civilization is the vital force in human history; culture is that inert mass of institutions and organizations which accumulate around and tend to drag down the advance of life; Civilization is Giordano Bruno facing death by fire; culture is the Cardinal Bellarmino, after ten years of inquisition, sending Bruno to the stake in the Campo di Fiori; Civilization is mutual aid and self-defense; culture is the judge, the lawbook and the forces of Law & Ordure; Civilization is uprising, insurrection, revolution; culture is the war of state against state, or of machines against people, as in Hungary and Vietnam; Civilization is tolerance, detachment and humor, or passion, anger, revenge; culture is the entrance examination, the gas chamber, the doctoral dissertation and the electric chair; Civilization is the Ukrainian peasant Nestor Makhno fighting the Germans, then the Reds, then the Whites, then the Reds again; culture is Stalin and the Fatherland; Civilization is Jesus turning water into wine; culture is Christ walking on the waves; Civilization is a youth with a Molotov, cocktail in his hand; culture is the Soviet tank or the L.A. cop that guns him down; Civilization is the wild river; culture, 592,000 tons of cement; Civilization flows; culture thickens and coagulates, like tired, sick, stifled blood. Very messy, filthy, wasteful. But on the other hand most anything else a man could desire is here in abundance: catfish in the mainstream and venison in the side canyons, cottonwoods for shade and shelter, juniper for fuel, mossy springs (not always accessible) for thirst, and the ever-changing splendor of sky, cliffs, mesas and river for the needs of the spirit. Although I sometimes cook at the fireplace outside, it is certainly easier to use the gas stove in the trailer, despite the heat. Like a fire ignited in the spring, smoldering through the terrible summer, my desert world flares up briefly and brilliantly before the coming of cold and snow, the ashy winter, for the last time this season. I may never in my life go to Alaska, for example, but I am grateful that it is there. In the center of the room is a massive post of juniper shoring up the ancient, sagging roof, which is a thatchwork affair of poles, mud and rock, very leaky. But there are many of these Moore-like formations, hundreds of them, in the canyon country. More and more sunflowers, whole fields of them, acres and acres of gold perhaps we should call this the Sunflower Desert. He lacks the drive to get ahead of his fellows or to figure out ways and means of profiting from other peoples labor. Lichens are growing there, green, red, orange, and along the seep line are beds of poison ivy, scarlet monkeyflower, maidenhair fern, death camas, helleborine orchid and small pale yellow columbines. Slowly and painfully, leaning as much of my weight as I could against the sandstone slide, I applied more and more pressure to the stick, pushing my body upward until I was again stretched out full length above it. If industrial man continues to multiply his numbers and expand his operations he will succeed in his apparent intention, to seal himself off from the natural and isolate himself within a synthetic prison of his own making. Perhaps the next shrub, the next rock, would offer better concealment than this. Everywhere you see them now, from California to Florida, from Texas to Times Square, crowding the streets in their big white hats, tight pants, flowered shirts, and high-heeled fruity boots. These unnecessary evils reflect the influence of the Bureau of Indian Affairs and the desire on the part of the more ambitious Navajos to imitate as closely as they can the pattern of the white mans culture which surrounds them, a typical and understandable reaction. I have seen them circling and soaring far in the sky at high noon, dark wings against the blue, above the heat. Round and round, through the endless labyrinth of thought the maze. Down below is Salt Creek Canyon, corraded through an anticline to the bed of the Colorado. Which brings me to the final aspect of the problem of Industrial Tourism: the Industrial Tourists themselves. 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