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A rough, mostly sleepless night was not how I envisioned starting my journey along the West Highland Way. This was...

The month of August was here. A trip that was two plus years in the making was finally a reality....

For years I have read about the trail that cuts through the Mount Baldy wilderness and the surrounding sacred tribal...

I cross the border back into Arizona, pass Lake Powell and the town of Page alongway highway 89. One of...

It was still fairly early as I leave the Slickrock trail and head for the trailhead to Chesler Park, the...

Day two in Canyonlands, and this time I make it further than beyond the National Park entrance. Today I explore...

The time has come around again, the drive back to see family for the Christmas holiday. How repetitive life is...

Time is one fast moving entity. Eleven years ago it was when I last set foot into Bryce Canyon. A...

I slowly savor each footstep as I make my way from the waterfront to the art museum area around the...

I decide to return to my birth State for my birthday, which will mark the second time I've taken a...

The dairy itself is almost 100 years old, slinging milk around to customers in the Verde Valley over the last...

Monsoon season has arrived in a glorious, tumultuous rage here in the desert Southwest. Epic thunderstorms have turned brown landscapes...