Lost Creek Canyon Adventure

So, these are just a few pics from the Lost Creek Canyon adventure. Actually, they are photos from both the first canyon trip and the second canyon trip.

The cave photo is a ledge where water dripped off and froze, forming a wall of ice. You can see the amount of snow in the photo. The canyon was, at one point, completely covered in this depth of snow.
The photo that has only a little rock at the top is where I slid down the first time. I rock climbed up about ten feet and decided I shouldn't go any further. I couldn't quite climb down the same way so I jumped over onto the snow covered waterfall, which did have water running under it. The slope was probably 50-60 degrees. Before jumping I threw my hiking stick down about twenty feet. I jumped and spun slightly in the air so I could slide on my back instead of my side. My feet hit and slipped down, my body falling against the ice. Then I careened down hill like I was on a great water slide. I rapidly approaced my hiking stick and grabbed it as I went past. I slid for probably 60-70 feet until I hit soft snow, which slowed me to a stop and went up my pant legs. It was a great thrill.
The other snow filled picture is another section I slid down, including a hidden cliff at the neck. The cliff is probably twenty feet but was covered with snow. Nevertheless, the snow had melted about a foot and there was a slight drop as I slid over the edge.

12:47 AM Friday

Yes, it is that early, or late. I never seem to find time to blog during the day, so I came after finishing a paper for tomorrow (today). It is night time and it seems that I have all the time in the world. I may even go to the grocery store.

Life is very fascinating. For the last two weeks I have found each day to be a new adventure. I've discovered new music, people, ideas, and dreams. How fun.

All this is sort of random, probably because it is so late.
The end.

Anybody there?

Yes, I continue to write, even though I know of only one person that knows this blog exists. What should I say today?

Springtime is a beautiful time. Transition can often be frightening and yet it can often be life-saving. This time of transition to warmer weather, sprinkling rain, glistening ray of sun, and new beginnings fills me with more energy than ever before. Aventure begins again.

Love

I have learned an awful lot about love lately. I can't say that I'm perfect in it, for I'm not. But I have come to know more fully of the power of love.
Love is the greatest principle and power known. It is the most divine and eternal attribute that can ever be acquired. We are all here because of the love of God.
Nephi, when speaking with an angel, spoke of the symbol of the Tree of Life. Nephi said "It is the love of God, which sheddeth itself abroad in the hearts of the children of men; wherefore it is the most desirable above all things." The angel said "Yea, and the most joyous to the soul." (1 Ne 11:22-23)
God's love is the most desirable, the sweetest, the purest.

It is true that we should take the Gospel into all the world. However, the Gospel does not simply mean truth that we can give. Truth alone will not save people. It is love. We must take love into all the world.
Christ gave everything for us because of love. What am I willing to give? In relationships, in friendships, at home, at school, anywhere--what am I willing to give? How much do I love? Can I partake of the fruit and not share it?

Little Drummer Boy

To be honest, I have always disliked this song. Perhaps it was all the repetive "pa rum pum pum pum" ing that I heard. Along with that, I couldn't find this kid in the scriptures. Where does it say that there was a little boy who played his drums for the new born babe of Bethlehem?

Although the song is still not my favorite I have gleaned some good truths from it. I am a poor boy and I really do not have a whole lot to offer the King of Kings. The best I can do is to play my best for him. I am imperfect but I will give all I can give.

Have you done anything dumb in the world today? Have I felt gravity pull me down? Have I lept off a roof, or flown over a cliff? If not, I have failed indeed. Who needs drugs? I find my highs the good old fashioned ways. One of the best is to find a deep ravine, gorge, cliff, rooftop, or anything else and throw yourself off. You must also plan a way to land safely, of course.

The Beginning

After several attempts and constant nagging by none other than the infamous Ben Crowder, I have started this blog. I cannot see into the future and tell if it will be of any use or entertainment to anybody. But here it is, nonetheless. This is my life. This is my truth. This is things as they are.