Desert Solitaire: Finding The Wilderness Needle-In-A-Haystack On The Edge Of Megalopolis

Looking for "The Few" in a Pandemic Year. Never before have so many, driven so far, to join a mega-throng of urbanites in search of peace and quiet.

In-spired To Explore

 

Every tick of the clock, is one second less to achieve your dreams.

Wheels On The Ground

For me, mountain biking is a lot like love. One minute you're flying high, elated and elevated as a bird in flight. The next minute you're sprawled on the ground in a crumpled heap, accessing bodily damage and brain function. As in love, mountain biking measures out both elation and devastation, and the latter can happen in the blink of an eye. 

On Pins and Needles

 

There are more pins and needles around here than the kind that draws blood and flattens tires. I'm talking mountains with steepled ridge lines, pinnacles that boggle the mind and swoons the heart. Throw in a few clouds and mild temps and it's about as close to heaven as one can get on planet earth.

Another Eviscerating Rant Regarding Maricopa County Regional Park's Asinine "Musical Chairs" Campground Policy

 

Bureaucracy is the death of any achievement. Albert Einstein 

Saddle Sore At Saddleback

A little change today, makes a big difference in tomorrows...

Nostalgic Notes From A Boondock Near Wickenburg...

“You spend your whole life stuck in the labyrinth, thinking about how you'll escape one day, and how awesome it will be, and imagining that future keeps you going, but you never do it. You just use the future to escape the present.”  John Green, Looking for Alaska