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…
This is your mission, should you choose to accept it.
It is not my nature to bloom within a greenhouse;I am a wildflower, a weed perhaps. I need wide open and untamed places to sprout. I need to ask the…
The Shape of things to come
Years ago when dad was a sprout, he went to church with a man who was ancient even back then; Brother Miller had a peculiar way of singing, almost shouting…
Life Has A Purpose
Find a purpose in life and live it; sometimes it is only after you have lived that you realize that your life had a purpose and one that likely you…
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…
