The humidity a response to the sun and the water. Vapor fills every void and awaits to precipitate on you. Summer in Indiana is a great thing. The animals know it, the plants know it, and the humans (a special variety of animal, not really though) cannot attack or praise these temperatures and this mugginess enough. Outside of the sweat, it really is great. A walk in the woods and beginnings of work on the throne. But this is all just a distraction from the bigger picture, the imminent summer plans which creep less than a few days away. How will I ever get ready? Did I take too big of a bite with this one? I have a pretty big mouth, but this leather is getting tougher and tougher to chew. rawhide...heeeeeeeeyaw. I just have to go there and get used to the altitude and hike around and collect data. fill out one sheet after another with my trusty assistant and I have the beginnings of a full fledged thesis. greatest GIS statistical geomorphological thesis ever, if I get my way. I better collect a lot of data.....

The life of a geologist, the life of a masters student, the life of a dreamer, the life of a hiker, the life of a wanderer, destination unknown.


immobile mover

Just thought of this one - can God create a rock so large that even Time cannot eventually erode it away? I would say only if the sun or global warming boils all of the water off of our planet and geomorphology ceases to exist. Otherwise, NO! Time trumps God as long as there is water. And nearly all living organisms need water...not to imply that water should be God, but it might be thought of as the blood of the earth. However, all living organisms need time.


Scotland and on

I made it safely back from Scotland. Traveling is a blast, and alone it holds great potential for self-discovery. We all need to reset or correct our mindset every now and again. Now I have to bunker down and get ready for Montana. I am nowhere near that point. I don't even get time to reflect. Off of one adventure and on to the next.

The new Swan Lake album sounds pretty great on first listen...I never got too deep into the first, but this one has some real potential. crazy Canadians...A Hand at Dusk is the first song that pulled me in. I better be careful not to burn it out.

You know, when you get back from a vacation, it is easy to forget how liberating and enjoyable driving or even mowing the grass can be. When it is routine it is just a chore...but driving is ultimate freedom in reality. Unless you are on a toll road. I guess the limit to the freedom is the set of traffic rules you have to follow...but thats just common sense mostly. I don't feel too inhibited by the department of transportation rules of the road. Do you?