an artist’s view
I don't fancy myself an artist per say, I just like taking images that I hope are unique and see...
I don't fancy myself an artist per say, I just like taking images that I hope are unique and see...
The dark and overcast skies held out as long as they were able, but eventually emptied themselves over the North...
Ken Patrick, beloved and dedicated Park Ranger, was slain on August 5th, 1973, in the line of duty at Point...
The Bridle trail at Grand Canyon's North Rim is a starting point to many other trail heads. It gives you...
"Do you have any experience riding?" "It's been a few years....." To clarify, it had been quite a...
Ten years he has been coming up to the White Mountains. Ten long years of toiling the burden of capitalism...
The afternoon is slowly making its way towards dusk as we go deep into the red desert for our final...
Upon returning to milepost 302 after lunch, the three of us met Stetson, our new guide for the afternoon. As...
It's mid morning when we pull up to the entrance of Upper Antelope.More cars and safari vans are also parked...
Our guide, Adrian, drops the car tires PSI, climbs back into our traveling suburban, and hits the accelerator through the...
The blogging world is a curious one indeed, and can sometimes happily lead me to places and adventures that most...
Hunter S. Thompson was on the brain.Strange because I wasn't in Las Vegas, I was in Arizona.But when you feel...