Steven Law

By Steven Law

Faced with a difficult life decision, he seeks solace in the wilderness.

The air was cold and still, a skin-tightening astringent kiss from mother nature welcoming me back. And nothing moved. The precedent stillness before the storm. Like God pausing to wrap a pull cord around a tornado. It gave me a buggy, spooky feeling. The same feeling you get when you feel eyes staring at the back of your head. The kind of nervous calm that makes birds take flight, horses run in circles around the field. Everything’s still, but there’s a barely perceptible vibration underlying it all. It’s the kind of stillness that pulls dreamers from their work-life routines to see what the hell’s going on.

By Steven Law

When things go wrong during a Grand Canyon rafting trip, the author's friends are there to set things right.

About 260 million years ago, massive aeolian winds blew with enough ferocity to carry sand from the far-distant north and deposit it in large dunes, 500 feet deep, in what is now northern Arizona. These new sand dunes eventually petrified into Coconino Sandstone, which is found throughout Marble, and Grand Canyon.