Is it spring yet?

Spring is getting closer every day. Here in Colorado, it is cold, but in the arctic….not so much (relative to average). Looking at a global map of temperatures relative to average for this time of year, what you see is many regions that are colder than average and many regions that are warmer than average. I think it will be a record low water year on the Arkansas river, but I will be headed back there to work anyhow. My little shed is coming along nicely, and I have made the milestone this week of moving in to the loft. Progress in baby steps.

Two days prior I went on a drive with a neighbor to Cedaredge, CO to deliver some greenhouses. During the drive we saw two different Belted King Fisher’s, a migratory bird-that is probably arriving a little early, according to Dave. Yesterday I also saw some Mountain Blue Bird’s on my fence post when I arrived home in the evening. So wonderful to see all these creatures moving about on the planet. I hope that they maintain for my lifetime. The Dark-eyed Junco’s and Black Capped Chickadees have not yet left me. In the mornings when I go to my vanagon to heat up water I can expect a flourish of birds to rise from the feeder. It’s the same in the evenings.

The Arkansas is running around 350 cfs at Parkdale, above the Royal Gorge. It is winter and to be expectedly low. Part of that glorious cycle that our planet has had for so long, also associated with the migrating birds and powder turns. The reservoirs are all filled up, though it is not a good sign that there has been so much melting of snow thus far. Snowpack is still down, but also still growing. We have not abandoned winter here yet. I got to ski the a storm a week prior, after it settled a bit. It was rather consolidated by the time I got to it, but I managed to find a bit of it untracked.

I started this a week ago, but I guess I publish it today. I’m getting in this bad habit of writing seldom. There are things to do of course, but no excuses.

Author: Ronjohn

When I take a deep look at my ego, I see that it defines itself as a recreation bum. I ski, hike, rock climb, kayak, raft, sail, stand up paddle, mountain bike, rock climb again. I grew up in Grand Junction, Colorado. I am a vagabond extraordinaire.

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