Les Patterson’s Monday Morning Boost: Escape into solitude



    That picture above, that’s the Logan River flowing through the pristine Logan Canyon. Author Michael Sweeney, writing for National Geographic, called Logan Canyon one of America’s “Last Unspoiled Places.”


    We snuck in a quick camping trip Thursday thru Saturday. The Guinivah-Malibu campground nestled along the Logan River proved to be the ideal spot.


    I arose Saturday just after sunrise. The cool morning air was slightly nippy, feeling much like an early fall. I put on a hoodie, boiled a pot of hot water on the Camp Chef, and mixed up a doubly rich mug of hot chocolate. I grabbed a camp chair, a blanket, my journal and a book. Then I plopped down on the banks of the Logan River.


    The babbling rolling water slowly encompassed me, drowning out the occasional passing vehicle as well as the natural sounds of a campground coming to life. I felt alone, as if taken back in time when Logan Canyon wasn’t one of the “last unspoiled places.”


    I wrote in my journal, an expansion of some of those thoughts you’re reading today. Then I read for a couple hours.



    My current book is a second journey through Stephen King’s novel 11/22/63. Written more in the style of The Green Mile versus Christine, 11/22/63 follows English teacher Jake Epping’s travels through a revealed time portal back to 1958 where he attempts to prevent the murder of JFK (and falls in love in the process). Loaded with stories within stories, and echoing plot lines, including the Yellow Card Man and lifesaving business in Derry, Maine and Jodie, Texas, Stephen King takes us on a journey that makes traveling in time worthy of consideration. Or perhaps feared on an apocalyptic level.


    It’s a fascinating story, intrinsically rich and intensely complex. And a fitting read for a morning when I felt transported back in time. Perhaps a Louis L’Amour story would have been more applicable as I felt closer at the moment to William Tell Sackett then Jake Epping.


    Thursday night we sat under the stars hoping to catch a glimpse of the Perseid meteor shower. We only saw three fireballs streak across the sky before we went to bed but they were one of the most spectacular things I’ve ever seen. Friday night we got back up at 1 a.m. in hopes of seeing more. But after two hours all we really saw were the typical falling stars.


    Right next to our camping spot was a rope swing and a swimming hole on the Logan River. We’d seen several people playing there and get out of the river after floating down from further up. So just before we left Saturday afternoon, Leslie and I decided to try out the rope swing and jump into the river. I went first and boy did I get the shock of my life! That water was COLD!!! It was so cold it actually took my breath away. After my experience Leslie decided not to jump in, which I’m actually quite grateful for.


    Have a great Monday! Thanks for letting me share.


    p.s. Take 13 minutes today to escape into solitude… perhaps the Logan River is calling you back in time.


    Les Patterson loves to share stories and the “Monday Morning Boost” is his way of sharing a story or two with family, friends, and clients. Les believes every person, business and organization has a story worth sharing. Since 1997 he has enjoyed finding compelling ways to share those stories through writing and producing radio commercials at the Cache Valley Media Group. Discover how he can help tell your story at www.CacheValleyMediaGroup.com. Feedback and comments are welcome at les@cvradio.com. ©2016, Les Patterson.  All Rights Reserved. To UNSUBSCRIBE, reply to this email with UNSUBSCRIBE in the subject line and your email will be removed.