Late July is prime time in Salt Lake’s high mountain country. The snow has melted and the wildflowers are in full-bloom – a perfect reason to head for the hills. So on the last weekend of the month, my friend Calah and I made a plan to backpack up to Timpanogos Basin, camp, and then hit the summit for sunrise.
Mexico, I sit here still drunk off your kiss. I sit here still drunk off your kiss. I can still taste your sweet lime on my lips. The ocean breeze whipping across my face and the salt still stuck in my hair. Oh sweet Mexico, you’ve left your sweet melodic voice still ringing in my ears. How I have tried to avoid you for so many years, but yet you still leave me coming back for more.
I was singing along to a smooth melody by Leon Bridges, a soul singer from Texas, as I skimmed across the perfectly cool water in the Causey Reservoir feeling incredibly stoked on life.
I frequently get asked what “The Aloha Project” is… Really there is no direct answer, because the answer is in the name. It’s a project. I don’t really have a direction, deadline, or some major corporation telling me what I can and cannot do. It’s a breath of fresh air really. I go and follow my friends around and document their crazy antics while showcasing Hawaii and all of its beauty and glory.
It was the third afternoon of my four day backpacking trip through Paria Canyon – a 38 mile sandstone gorge on the Utah/Arizona border. My friend and I had set up camp on a sandy bench above the Paria River, and it was time to relax. I grabbed my sleeping pad and some snacks and found myself a cozy spot overlooking the meandering, boulder-strewn stream. Then I put on some tunes by Fat Freddy’s Drop, a soulful reggae band from New Zealand.