All roads lead to... Flagstaff? In September 2018 I found myself with a job offer for my dream job in International Education. It was in Arizona (one of my requirements at the time), and it was right atop Arizona's tallest peak. Flagstaff, Arizona has a vast array of seasons that most people never realize Arizona … Continue reading The Mother Road
It all happened rather quickly. The first week we picked up the chicks and the next I was taking a quick trip over to my parent's (three hours away) to pick up my horse, where she had stayed while I was in Seattle, and my goat who had also been at my parents, but had been … Continue reading A tiny gift from the desert
From the passenger seat I watched the front right tire of the jeep roll up, and twist over a big rock in the trail. In the shiny, black metal I could see the reflected red hued mountains in the distance along the desert trail, wrapped up in the endless, clear blue sky above. Our friends followed along in … Continue reading The Hills Do Have Eyes! – Adventure To Big Eye Mine Cabin
I watched Sedona's brightly colored figure dance across the alfalfa fields towards home, fully saddled and bridled, without me. The lyrics to the songs"Ready to Run", and "Cowgirls Don't Cry" flooded my brain. I kicked my boot into the dust and just had to shake my head in disappointment at the scenario. She'd dumped me. I landed on … Continue reading The Bucking Mare
Extra bike tube… check. Tire changing kit... check. Water… check. GoPro… check. It was 2:30am. I gathered my gear for my 80 mile bike ride. The day of our Yuma Grand Fondo, a ride that had been in the works for weeks had arrived. “If you are going through hell, keep going.” ~ Winston Churchill Hell of … Continue reading Where the rattlers won’t go, mind games to ride 80 miles through the desert.
On Thursday May 23rd Aliza and I cruised highway 95 up to Las Vegas to check out our RV, check into to the Oasis Las Vegas RV Resort and set up camp for the incoming ladies (we made a dancing Vine HERE). Carol Cain flew in from New Jersey (and technically straight from France … Continue reading Six women, 1 RV; Las Vegas, Border Towns and Route 66
It's funny, the things you realize about yourself at 2:00 AM. Maybe you realize it while wandering around the desolate Sunday evening streets of Hollywood, or maybe while climbing an impossible hill. My brother and I walked down from the Puscifer concert at the Greek Theatre in L.A around 11:15 PM this last Sunday night. We … Continue reading Hitting A Wall
All the way up through high school I was never able to run a a mile. I lifted weights, did squats, power cleans, lunges etc, I was fit, but I never ran. I sucked at it. It seemed like my asthma was refusing to let me run like everyone else, even when I loved to do … Continue reading Learning To Run
I stepped into the Rocky Mountain for the first time since August of 2013 and took a deep breath. When I left last September, I had no clue when I’d be back again, a feeling I’m often faced with. Crisp air laced my lungs, it was pure and wonderful. In Phoenix that morning while waiting to board the … Continue reading Good Vibes in Colorado
The further I go from Yuma, Arizona the more I appreciate what I have gained from growing up in the desert. You gain some value in temperature perspective. I don’t remember the 115 degrees in the summer time as a kid, and my memory seems to not recall burning my bare toes on the sidewalk … Continue reading The Yuma Crossing
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