Black Rock Hot Springs. I’m awake at 4:30 a.m., but unwilling to shed my cocoon of two old down sleeping bags inside the pickup canopy. At 6 a.m., the Black Rock itself, a monolith of dark lava looming above the east side of the spring, is highlighted by a tangerine sunrise. Water from the pool seeps downhill toward my camp and supports a one-acre swath of
Thanks for your soul words that take us with your slide into hot springs of the Black Rock Desert--wide open and a poultice for intense demands, yet persistent with wondrous life etched in beetle, skunk, and chukar tracks. I'm thrilled to join you today in Eugene as we intertwine Halcyon Journey and Palindrome at Oakshire Brewery.
Thanks for your soul words that take us with your slide into hot springs of the Black Rock Desert--wide open and a poultice for intense demands, yet persistent with wondrous life etched in beetle, skunk, and chukar tracks. I'm thrilled to join you today in Eugene as we intertwine Halcyon Journey and Palindrome at Oakshire Brewery.