Hiking up the Red Butte… to The Living Room?

So once you get part the University of Utah, you will arrive at the Red Butte Gardens. There is a road that is owned to up to a gate, and then it is dirt from there to the top…

Wait. I am getting ahead of my self….

This is my friend, Elaina. We’ve known each other a long time. She wanted to go on a hike for her birthday and I was stoked to be able to support her on her journey.
And here is me, repping my favorite local band. I love the Red Butte area in the spring, summer, and fall. One of these days I am going to get crazy and show you how I do a winter on these hills.
Well, she is crossing over the bridge of one year, and now into the next one. When I asked her what will be true about her self in the next year, she said that she would have her degree… “About time, too.”
The trees had started their annual wardrobe change. It never ceases to amaze me that the world can be so mesmerizing with it’s displays. It’s like it knows how to entertain us all throughout our days.
It was cool to see some areas that had changed in color and others that hadn’t. Here is one place that looked lovely… In two ways.
The mountains made for a great back stop for a birthday. And I often wondered what she was thinking about. Truthfully, I think the allergies she was struggling with we’re really getting to her.
Feeling a little worried about her allergies. I didn’t expect them to be like this, and she feels self conscious about it too.
One we got to an area to take a quick water break, I snapped a quick selfie. I can see my house from here, can you?
But for real though. There’s my city, my Salt Lake City! It was so nice having that storm yesterday, even if it was just the wind. The smoke had cleared with the winds and so it was a lovely day!
In spite of the clear air, she looked like she was having a tough time. So I asked her if she was okay. She said her allergies were killing her and she really wished she would have brought a kerchief to blue her nose. I realized that she was really suffering and I did something I wouldn’t do for just anyone… I gave her the shirt off my back to use as a nose rag… Gross, but that’s what buds do…
Really loved this picture. One of those rare moments when you capture someone who has not only overcome great difficulties on the hike, but has also overcome many other difficulties over the course of her life as well.
I really didn’t get any more pictures of myself, I was topless after all, but I was really impressed with how she was handling everything. Besides look at what a great job she was doing navigating over broken terrain and steep ridge lines!
After mounting the top of what we affectionately call “salient point”, we navigated down the south edge to find some very interesting rock formations…
This was one of the many areas on the south side of big beacon. I call it the office as there seems to be an area to set up a canvas and a window, or view finder, to peer out of.
This was another area and boy did I feel like home sweet home! Jk… it I think this is one of the areas that they call the living room.
We sat together and enjoyed the sun in our little living area. It was nice to sit in stillness and silence the city masked of view and the quietude all about us. Truly a rare treat in our ever growing valley.
That was a fun adventure! And I appreciate you following along. I hope you get a chance to go hiking with be sometime. In really do love it!

(Note: This picture was taken before I loaned my shirt to her as a nose rag…)

2 thoughts on “Hiking up the Red Butte… to The Living Room?

  1. I guess I could have smiled at some point. I had a good time but none of these pictures would demonstrate that. Thanks for going with me (on this hike and all these many years of adventures).


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