It’s August, and so off I went with JJ on our yearly trek to the fabled “Arches”. Lots of water moving through, perhaps the highest volume I have witnessed on these trips, and VERY COLD. Basking in the whole gestalt of the place (and taking a long swim), can do wonders for what ails a soul – it’s just that kind of place. This view is slightly upstream from the swimming hole, which itself is just up from the keystone arch bridge.