Greetings from Camp Boondock, Utah, on the edge of Postcard Country. In less than an hour Bobbie and I will be taking a Mountain Bike ride with the hater of all things "scenic," the lovey Romantics versus the austere Intellectual. Let the Games begin.
The drive from home to Moab was stunning; Ms Autumn was at her splendid peak! Goldie performed well, and the new storage containers didn't fall off the receiver hitch I welded on to her backside. 73 degrees is the forecasted high today, but rain is coming tonight along with a slight cool front. I'm ok, tho; as my nephew d. says..."It's all good."
Now sit back and enjoy the backroad to Moab as seen through Goldie's eyes.
On The Road with mark and bobbie...