Towards new horizons…
It's Charlie Bravo Day at the Casa! Dad's not feeling the frivolity, as he's gimpin around making old man noises after finishing the carpet last night and then lugging all…
Do you remember the last time you were truly happy?
I do; when dad opened the tent today and the smell of the sage that we had packed in there in anticipation of this very moment flooded us with the…
Direction…
This is why we do what we do; it's not about scoring an adrenaline fix, or some kind of narcissistic "look at me" kind of thing, but more a chance…
13 hours from the Casa…
13 hours from the Casa and still a LOT of story remaining to be told, but some stories need to be told now. As usual, we made one last stop…
The Last Day in Moab
On our last day in Moab before bending the road back east, dad just HAD to cram one more hike in, this one in to the Fisher Towers area. There…
The Bed Hog…
Dad got tired of my bed hogging antics, so he left me in the room and retreated to the relative safety of the predawn hot tub; I will have my…
The Road West Always Beckons
Sorry for the lack of updates, but dad has been dragging us so far out into the wilderness of Moab that cell coverage is a figment of fantasy; does this…
