Crossing Paths... When RV "Circles" Intersect

One of the fringe benefits of travel blogging is connecting with new people in lovely places. Lasting friendships ensue from chance encounters as well as ones planned. This week is doubly special because Wandrin Lloyd's circle happened to intersect within a few miles of our Sedona boondock, and Itchy Hitcher/Pen Pal Claudia and her husband, Marc, motored into our camp yesterday. We have been friends for many years but this is the first opportunity Pen Pal and I have had to actually meet.

Truth or Dare

It would almost be funny if it wasn't so pitiful and dangerous... my often foolhardy solo exploits on mountains and mountain bikes.  Senior Games (that's what I call them) have a way of getting me into "situations" on "playgrounds" that cause me to wonder if this might not be a good time to have a face to face fess-up with "Truth." 

Arizona Highways and Revised RV Dreams

Camping here in the red rock boondocks of my youth stirs the coals of old fires. Some of my first memories are of coming up to Sedona from Phoenix with my parents in order to climb all over these iron bleeding monuments and play in Oak Creek's icy waters.  

Time Well Spent

Be it a day

or a lifetime...

how sweet to wander

without aim

cause

or

course...

Finally Found A Great Boondock Spot Near Sedona

It was a surprise to see as much snow in Flagstaff as we left behind in Lovely Ouray; they really got dumped on. And it was disheartening that snow stayed with us all the way down Oak Creek Canyon. Just outside the town of Sedona it was finally gone and near 70 degrees. Oak Creek was riding high and raging muddy from the meltdown.

Ahhh Spring... Old Man Winter's Back Is Broken, But He Ain't Dead Yet

Walt Disney himself would be hard pressed to top the "rides" we have within a day's drive of Lovely Ouray. So many playgrounds to choose from, so little time. And the best part is, they are Natural. No moulded plastic, no fake rocks, just Almighty God's weathered etchings... a billion years in the making. 

Arches Mountain Biking Go Pro Video

I went to the thesaurus, trying to come up with a synonym for my disease of Wanderlust. It's so overused, Wanderlust, and as we all know overuse wears things out, even words.