So today I'm in my "grubbies" down at the dam bookstore picking up some gifts for my lady's birthday coming up. Stopped to take a pic because I'm kinda baffled.

Running around town doing chores, dressed like this, I was stopped twice and seriously asked about kilts.

At the dam a lady from Phoenix and her teen age son wanted to know where to get kilts and accessories. They both had the fever. Gave them a bunch of websites and suggested the Mesa Highland Games in February.

Then I'm at Chief Tsosie's store and he asks me very respectfully and seriously about the kilt. Explained and pointed out that Navajo warriors wore deerskin skirts in times of yore and that Hopi's wore a garment translated from Hopi as a "kilt" rather than a skirt. Reminded him of all the cultures where males wore unbifurcated garments. He took it all in.

But hey folks, I'm grubby here. Just my chocolate brown UK Workman's (Scottish jeans), a camo hoodie, an old A-2 leather jacket, tennies.

Maybe I'm more "approachable" in grubbies than a hand sewn tartan...?

Pic is the upstream side of Glen Canyon Dam on the Colorado River.



Ron