Lost Horse
It was my final day in Joshua Tree. I could say that the Lost Horse Loop trail chose me to...
It was my final day in Joshua Tree. I could say that the Lost Horse Loop trail chose me to...
It's just above fifty degrees on this November morning as I make my way into a new city. Little Rock....
The snow just kept falling in the North Country of Coconino. Harsh yet beautiful were the road conditions. He finds...
It's forty one degrees outside as the car clock flashes 8:00 A.M. At least I won't need to heed to...
I return to Buena Vista almost one year to the day from my first visit. It should have culminated from...
Time and distance weren't even factors for the lost and tortured man. He wouldn't have minded being mauled, ripped to...
The color yellow is quickly filling the Rocky Mountain landscape. It matches my mood on this Autumn day in October...
This past winter in Northern Arizona has had epic snowfall. I believe the most snow in something like one hundred...
My father and I hardly ever speak, we just aren't that close, which is ok. Because of this though is...
I pull into the gravelly driveway. The town of Clinton is really just a spread out row of homes along...
Each day finds my body becoming weaker, yet my resolve to do hard things grows stronger. This dichotomy is my...
August can be especially brutal in Arizona, but if you are willing to get outside early enough, you'll find somewhat...