leanin' H
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Howdy all! Hope this fine April Sunday morning finds you well. Thought I'd take a minute and share a few shots with ya of our adventures here under the wide blue sky on the Utah desert. Well, mostly desert. I did manage to sneak out ice fishing a few times this past winter. This is my good friend Jack on a trip we took to Fish Lake. I know in most places a perch that size would be called bait. But we made up for the small size by catching a couple of 5 gallon buckets full of the little buggers. Filleting a few hundred 4 inch perch made me decide to stop catching them.
We took a trip out Nevada way a weekend or 2 back. Sure saw some pretty country. This is a canyon called Blue Mass, aptly named for the granite ledges that have a light blue hue to them. We saw lots of mustangs, antelope and elk on our trip too.
There was a beautiful old homestead there on the edge of a gorgeous meadow. Had a little stream of snow melt runoff winding through the willows and quakies. Its a pretty spot not many folks know about.
The old walls were Quake and then had been covered over with tongue and groove inside. Lots of work by a handy craftsman.
The old ranch sure was built in a pretty canyon. We found some old sheep paint branding cans by the old corral. Bet if those old cabins could talk, they'd sure have some stories.
The Deep Creek Mountains are north and east of Blue Mass. They are a rugged and remote range that straddle the Utah/Nevada line. We saw 2 automobiles for the entire 400 mile round trip.
My wonderful wife and our beautiful daughter. It is surely a great thing she takes after her momma. Can't believe how quick they grow up. She starts high school next year!
Littlest H is a handy rock climber! He was in heaven with all the granite boulders to explore. He is a stout, lanky 4th grader. We have been blessed with 2 really good kids.
He can climb a tree pretty good too.
The Leaning H Livestock crew. I only wish somebody still lived in that beautiful old place. Time and the weather will keep taking their toll until it's all gone without a kind steward to keep things in repair.
An old gate built from what was handy and skill.
You can almost see the wood smoke curling up from a stove with a pot of coffee and some biscuits warming for supper. The sheep and cattle would be content on the meadow and amongst the sage and cedar trees. Horses munching oats in the horse pen. Kids playing in the ledges or by the creek. Wish I was riding a good horse down to that ranch to play a hand or three of cards with the folks who owned and built it.


We took a trip out Nevada way a weekend or 2 back. Sure saw some pretty country. This is a canyon called Blue Mass, aptly named for the granite ledges that have a light blue hue to them. We saw lots of mustangs, antelope and elk on our trip too.

There was a beautiful old homestead there on the edge of a gorgeous meadow. Had a little stream of snow melt runoff winding through the willows and quakies. Its a pretty spot not many folks know about.

The old walls were Quake and then had been covered over with tongue and groove inside. Lots of work by a handy craftsman.

The old ranch sure was built in a pretty canyon. We found some old sheep paint branding cans by the old corral. Bet if those old cabins could talk, they'd sure have some stories.


The Deep Creek Mountains are north and east of Blue Mass. They are a rugged and remote range that straddle the Utah/Nevada line. We saw 2 automobiles for the entire 400 mile round trip.




My wonderful wife and our beautiful daughter. It is surely a great thing she takes after her momma. Can't believe how quick they grow up. She starts high school next year!

Littlest H is a handy rock climber! He was in heaven with all the granite boulders to explore. He is a stout, lanky 4th grader. We have been blessed with 2 really good kids.

He can climb a tree pretty good too.

The Leaning H Livestock crew. I only wish somebody still lived in that beautiful old place. Time and the weather will keep taking their toll until it's all gone without a kind steward to keep things in repair.

An old gate built from what was handy and skill.

You can almost see the wood smoke curling up from a stove with a pot of coffee and some biscuits warming for supper. The sheep and cattle would be content on the meadow and amongst the sage and cedar trees. Horses munching oats in the horse pen. Kids playing in the ledges or by the creek. Wish I was riding a good horse down to that ranch to play a hand or three of cards with the folks who owned and built it.
