Naked on my wall

I met Katie Lee in May at Pack Creek Ranch just outside Moab, Utah. Katie was a folk singer of some modest fame in the 50's but is perhaps better known as an advocate of Glen Canyon having run the Colorado and explored the canyons for several years before the flooding. I have this poster on the wall in my loft and my first thought upon meeting her was thinking that I see her naked every day. She's 85 years old now which makes it even odder. She writes beautifully about her experiences in Glen Canyon and on the river and truly realizes the erotic connection with the wild and the wilderness. The Glen Canyon Institute sells the poster and her books and a CD of some of her river songs. Her "All my Rivers are Gone" is a poetic rendering and travel narrative about a place she loved and mourns the loss of deep in her heart. She is still a very beautiful woman inside and out.
I've been naked deep in the wilderness and it's a nakedness like no other. To primally and savagely couple at the edge of the abyss with one who is equally appreciative of the setting, with each thrust taking you closer to the edge, knees scraping and sliding...............is a howling and growling, overwhelming sense and awareness of the eroticism of place.