The orange and red sunset was hot and breezeless. The evening choir of Cicadas were mid-way through their performance, as the lead Cicadid beat his drum-like tymbal membrane and kept the perfect rhythm for his ensemble within the valley, while perched high above in the Cottonwood next to camp. In the immediate background, behind our … Continue reading Unconfirmed Rumors?
All in all, understanding the experiences being offered on public lands; the motivations behind outdoor recreation and leisure tourism; and the desired benefits tourists' and recreationists' are seeking is vital for public land managers and tourism managers alike.
The sudden silence was almost deafening. The adrenaline rush from knowing they were miles from civilization, miles from the concrete jungles of everyday life, miles from help if something went wrong - was a unique sensation worth every drop of sweat to get to where they were.
Looking up, at the last moments of dusk, the pair sat in silence and took it all in. It was time call it a day.
