Yesterday, Liz and I attended the 33rd Annual Roy Track Pow Wow in Mesa. The Pow Wow is an inter-tribal get-together. The main attraction is the gourd dancing and drum circle.
I have no photographs, as this event is a tribal affair. The dances are sacred ritual. Some tribes allow photographs and video, others do not. To be respectful, I only took pics of friends and the arts and crafts tents. Continue reading »
The Apache Crown Dancers at the Apache Jii Festival in Globe, Arizona.
Globe is a mining town. Founded in 1875 after silver was discovered on the adjacent San Carlos Indian Reservation, it was home to the Old Dominion Copper mining company. Old Dominion closed its doors in 1931, and mining operations moved to nearby Miami. Continue reading »
Have you ever stepped in shit? I mean, stepped in shit in a good way? Stepped in a steaming pile of feel-good shit? Yeah, I will get to the politics in a moment, but I first have to talk about shit. Not the Cheech and Chong kind of goood shit. Just general, “My life has improved 100%” good shit. Continue reading »
This weekend we went tubing on the Salt River. The Yavapai Nation call the river Hakanyacha. It is almost 200 miles long, flowing east to west. The Salt River forms the boundary between the Fort Apache Indian Reservation and the San Carlos Apache Reservation. Continue reading »
When I looked out my back door this morning, I knew I could waste no time in driving out to Idaho Rd and Lost Dutchman. This intersection offers one of the best unimpeded views of the Superstition Mountain.
Monsoon begins late June, early July and lasts until late September. The worst of it, or best depending on your point of view, is August when floodwaters wash away roads and people’s yards. Continue reading »
It is summer. It is time for the palo verde beetles to emerge for 30 days of fun in the sun. The palo verde beetle is one of the largest beetles in North America. They grow to 3 1/2 inches or so. Continue reading »
Last night I explored the grounds of the Superstition Mountain Museum after hours. My intention was to capture the sunset, then later the Strawberry Moon as it rose over the Superstitions.
To be honest, I have seen more spectacular sunsets. Any sunset I see is good, it means I survived another day. It means I am not in jail. It means I can expect to see another sunrise. Continue reading »
Only mad dogs and Englishmen…
“But, it’s a dry heat.” So is my oven, tell that to the pot roast!
The temperatures are hovering around 110º F (43ºC). There is a stiff breeze. The sky is cloudless, not even a stray wisp of cirrus. What better excuse to take a short hike in the mountains? Continue reading »
Governor Ducey signed into law legislation banning dog racing in Arizona. The law was inevitable, as these dogs are often mistreated, and it is cruel and inhumane. That said, Liz and I attended a dog race at Captain’s Lounge in Apache Junction.
Okay, so this wasn’t real dog racing. It was Chihuahua racing – and the proceeds benefited our own Paws and Claws animal shelter. We have had dealings with Paws and Claws, and they are a first rate organization. Their primary goal is to adopt out animals, not euthanize. Euthanisation is a last resort, with many of the volunteers adopting the unadoptable. Continue reading »