I heard about the hair-raising Apache Trail first from a customer at the hot air balloon office saying that she had, "done crazy stuff like this before, like take her friend along the Apache Trail, and she vomited, but we made it through!" I thought, "now this sounds like my kind of adventure!" After further … Continue reading Arizona’s Most Scenic Road
Beginning a garden in Phoenix wasn't just going to be difficult because of the heat, I also don't own the property where I live and thus didn't want to plant anything into the ground. Could I successfully keep garden plants without planting a real garden, in Phoenix? The seasons are different from most other states. … Continue reading My green thumb
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
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
Es gab wenige Straßen durch dieses Stück der texanischen Wüste. Wahrscheinlich war das nächste lebendige Wesen mehrere Stunden weit entfernt. Es war eine Wüste und eine Strecke, die wenig bereist wurde. Sie war gefährlich, da sich niemand um die Straßen kümmern konnte. Sie war so abgenutzt und von der Sonne geblichen, dass die weißen Streifen … Continue reading Das Große Nichts
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
I sat under my tree today. The prickly Acacia tree blocked out the sun. Its sparse leaves and thorns sheltered me from the 100-degree sun. My childhood dogs, all now six feet under, kept me company. A curl of my overgrown pixie haircut caught a puff of the wind and dangled over my eyebrow. Hair seems … Continue reading A Story About Dogs
O Friend! My friend! Our long ride is over. Chasing our mirage in the desert, we're nearly there, one last storm and we’re over the hill! You’ve fought hard for every battle. Your desert hooves have torn under those prairie skies and Rocky Mountain summer, you turned the Plains asunder. Winter loomed ahead and … Continue reading O Friend! My Friend!
Wildflower – she is a wildflower When the soft wind blows and the coyote cries Where the harsh sky howls and the angels don’t fly A pale tumbleweed rolls by, The crack of thunder moans And the dirt flies. That’s when she comes, she’s a wildflower Landing where the wind plants her seed, Thriving in … Continue reading Wildflower
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