Rifle Pond is located near the Rest Area along Interstate 70 in Rifle, Colorado. The pond is a gravel pit that was created in the early 70’s when the interstate was being built. Before that time there was a large open area here where they held the annual Easter egg...
Civilization drives it’s victims into flocks, repressing the growth of individuality – John Muir Just over seven months ago I returned to Colorado to be with Timmy for his birthday and a portion of his summer. Within days of returning, I found myself in a unique situation to complete some...
Each year before starting my travels the van gets a full service running-through. Plugs, wires, fluids, filters, cap & rotor all get tossed out and replaced with fresh-meat parts for the next 12,000 miles of exploration. The van’s servicing was the last check mark to scribe on the to-do list....
Moose and I are celebrating our first anniversary together. It was on November 5th, 2013 that Moose came out of the Oregon woods and became my traveling partner. He has grown a lot over the year an forcing me to do the same. From a puppy to a teenager-dog, Moose...
Conor, Moose, and myself spent our Sunday hiking in the National Forest on the North Fork Trail. Conor and I have hiked here in the past, but the trail was mostly wiped out during the 2013 floods. Conor heard it had reopened so we set out to explore the meadow...
Golden Gate Canyon State Park has been on my todo list for some years now, yet because of it’s proximity it all too often got pushed to the “next week” list, but this weekend I can finally add this notch to my belt. Honestly, for the life of me I...
It has been just over 3 weeks and injury has turned to boredom. I have been both lucky and thankful to have Timmy and Imelda here to care for me during the worst of it. Though I could have managed on my own, it is always nice to have someone...
It has been one full week since my little biking mishap. Seven full days, and today I am still 100% disabled. Life has come to a dead stop of all activities, even typing this post is a task filled with bursts of pain from my collarbone. Breathing reminds me of...
It’s been a rough 45 days. Yesterday was the icing on the cake, the 3rd case of major bad luck to fall into my lap. The first was Timmy’s little fender-bender in my Datsun. He learned just how easy it is to get into an accident, and it has since...
Last winter I had the luxury of a 20# propane bottle to run my heater, which has since spoiled me to the resulting warm fingers and toes. Unfortunately, with the interior rebuild I no longer had space to carry the propane inside the van – which is dangerous anyway –...
