Drop-Dead Gorge(ous)

After spending eleven days exploring "The Mighty 5", I believe I've inhaled enough red dust to qualify for the first NASA Mars mission. Utah's red dust had infiltrated everything, leaving a veiled matte finish on every surface: inside the Airstream, inside the truck, inside our undies, and inside our lungs. Leah and I were more…Read more Drop-Dead Gorge(ous)

“We’re on the Road to Nowhere”

After spending the day roaming through wide-open spaces at Big Bend National Park, we returned to our relic of an RV park at Stillwell Ranch--just outside the Persimmon Gap Visitor Center--to cool off under a revitalizing blast of AC running inside the Airstream. The glaring sun and punishing heat of the day had taken its…Read more “We’re on the Road to Nowhere”

Here T(w)oday, Guano T(w)omorrow–the Sequel

If you love the smell of ammonia (and who doesn't), then Stuart Bat Cave in Kickapoo Cavern State Park should be on your bucket list. When approaching the entrance, the acrid smell of guano is omnipresent, and for good reason, since Stuart Bat Cave is home to 1 million Mexican free-tailed bats from spring through…Read more Here T(w)oday, Guano T(w)omorrow–the Sequel

Remembering the à la Mode

April 20 represented a milestone in my life. It was officially the first day of my retirement. It also coincided with a counter-culture connection to cannabis consumption (known in hippie parlance as "420"), and it was the carnival kick-off for Fiesta San Antonio. Of course, it wouldn't have been a celebration without participation in both events, all…Read more Remembering the à la Mode