Pikes Peak

Pikes Peak
"Spacious Skies"

Saturday, March 17, 2018

A Wintery Heaven Beartooth Mountains





Snowy Mountains

By John Fletcher


Higher and still more high,
  Palaces made for cloud,
  Above the dingy city-roofs
  Blue-white like angels with broad wings,
  Pillars of the sky at rest
  The mountains from the great plateau
  Uprise.

  But the world heeds them not;
  They have been here now for too long a time.
  The world makes war on them,
  Tunnels their granite cliffs,
  Splits down their shining sides,
  Plasters their cliffs with soap-advertisements,
  Destroys the lonely fragments of their peace.

  Vaster and still more vast,
  Peak after peak, pile after pile,
  Wilderness still untamed,
  To which the future is as was the past,
  Barrier spread by Gods,
  Sunning their shining foreheads,
  Barrier broken down by those who do not need
  The joy of time-resisting storm-worn stone,
  The mountains swing along
  The south horizon of the sky;
  Welcoming with wide floors of blue-green ice
  The mists that dance and drive before the sun.


John Fletcher (1886-)1950), is an American writer, was recognized as an influencial force with the Imagist, Modernism and the Agrarian Movements. His varied interests were reflected in his ownership of over 1,700 volumes, which are housed in the John Gould Fletcher Library in Little Rock, Arkansas. 

Granite Peak and Beartooth Peak






Lake Creek Falls



 
 


Lake Creek Falls Bridge




Lake Creek Falls Bridge is located approximately 1 1/2 miles east of the Beartooth Highway's junction with the Chief Joseph Scenic Byway.  Lake Creek Bridge is one of the few remaining structures of the original road across the Beartooth Plateau. 

Tuesday, January 2, 2018

New Year's Resolution - Return to Cades Code





My New Year's Resolution is to return to the Smoky Mountains in spring and again in early November.  We may catch the first snow fall of the winter season like we did on this trip.  We also drove in rain and sleet and the main road was closed due to snow and ice.  It was an adventure of breathtaking beauty and I will do it again and again. I consider the Smoky Mountains as my home away from home.  It is were my ancestors  dwell for hundreds of years.  I can feel the spirits of native Americans in these woods, mountains and streams.