Desert Days: Camping on the Edge at Goosenecks
We drove about 150 miles south to Goosenecks State Park, just outside of Mexican Hat, Utah. I had seen numerous photos of the park’s dramatic San Juan River canyon, but the real view was even more...
We drove about 150 miles south to Goosenecks State Park, just outside of Mexican Hat, Utah. I had seen numerous photos of the park’s dramatic San Juan River canyon, but the real view was even more...
Moving into the desert of southeast Utah was an easy, short drive from Palisade, CO, to Horsethief campground on BLM land north of Moab. Horsethief offers a rustic, scenic, and practical stop in the heart of...
The Grand Valley AVA (American Viticultural Area) encompasses about 76,000 acres between Palisade and Grand Junction, CO., situated along the south side of the Colorado River. I mention this because the Grand Valley AVA was the...
On my first outing in 2022, I find myself standing in the rain having what can only be described as a crazy good time in the mountains. (Well as crazy as nerdy landscape photographers can get...
Leaving the Gallatin and Yellowstone area behind, we headed up to White Sulphur Springs. This stop-over has been on the summer road trip for four years now. White Sulphur Springs is a town of about 800...
We settled down for a week or so just outside of Big Sky, MT in the Red Cliff campground. This has to be one of the nicest, best kept Forest Service campgrounds we have found. The...
We are into our first week of the grand summer road trip. The Princess and I look forward to this for months starting when the last summer trip ended. We stayed close to home last summer...
This winter, while not being particularly cold or snowy, has gone on for too long. For me, winter started about last November. By early February, the Princess and I started booking critical campsites so we would...
This is my first night back in the mountains since the fall of ‘19. Seems a lot longer than it was. The virus and a couple of other things kept us close to home most of...
Late winter, maybe early February, every year there is a warm day that prompts the Princess and I to get our bicycles out of the basement for the first ride of the year. It always hurts....