In the Spring of 1964 I traveled into Arches National Monument with my family. We entered the park over the Willow Flats Road, seven or eight miles of rough, one lane, sand and dirt in the family station wagon and…
MOAB, (4,042 alt., 883 pop.), seat of Grand County, is the commercial center of an extensive sheep and cattle country, and since 1930 has achieved importance as a point of departure for scenic attractions in southeastern Utah. Though isolated it…
Jimi Hendrix, Grace Slick & The Jefferson Airplane were guests Judge Willis Ritter was a resident I was an interloper. The Hotel Newhouse was an elegant 12-story Salt Lake hotel built in 1912 on the southwest corner of 400…
Paul Vlachos is a New Yorker who understands The West. And he is a New Yorker who understands New York. Wherever Paul goes, he finds signs of life… Let’s talk about film, the stuff we used to make photographs with,…
The story of Bates and Robin Wilson is as much a story of community as it is of their love of the red rock of southeastern Utah. While their “lasting contributions” were accomplished separately, they both endeavored to introduce and…
NOTE: I wrote this article in December 2008. We were trying to warn Moab and Grand County residents of future SITLA developments, even then. Particularly note references to the Lion’s Back Resort, as far back as 2006. At the time,…
HERB RINGER came West from his home in New Jersey in 1939. Camera in hand, Herb captured the American West, from the Canadian Border to the Rio Grande and from the Big Sur coast to the High Plains. We…
NOTE: Maxine Newell was a life long resident of the Colorado Plateau. She was born in Dove Creek, Colorado and lived in Monticello and then Moab until her death in 2015. Maxine and I worked together at Arches NP in…
In the Navajo country, just south of Monument Valley, is the bustling town of Kayenta, Arizona. Kayenta is a unique place, not just because of the amazing landscape that surrounds it, but also because of the rich heritage of the…
Oft in the stilly night, Ere Slumber’s chain has bound me, Fond Memory brings the light Of other days around me: The smiles, the years Of boyhood’s years, The words of love then spoken: The eyes that shone, Now dimmed…
