No destination, just curiosity

When our son was younger we used to have adventure weekends. Or adventure days. We'd get up early and pack up the Land Rover with lots of food and tasty treats, and head out. All three of our dogs have learned that Land Rover times are the best times, and the moment the car door …

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The rural urbanite (or urban ruralite), and loving it.

In the last year I haven't written on this blog very much. I have been collecting lots of images and stories to post, but my family and I have been gathering our strength (and our belongings) for new adventures that have taken much of our focus, spirit and strength. Transitions are time consuming endeavors. Often …

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Rounding up the summer at Bobcat Pass

To celebrate summer and the beginning of autumn, my family and I ventured up to a special spot near Red River on the Enchanted Circle for an evening of good food and good entertainment. At 10,000 feet at Bobcat Pass, there's the Moreno Valley's Cowboy Evening. There they serve you up a ribeye hot off …

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Raining in Fall

Every year as school starts, there is one event that really tells me that autumn is finally here. That one big rain that clears out the summer air and brings with it the crisp sweet smell of autumn. It always happens after school starts, usually the second or third week of September. When it arrives, …

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Finding the Santa Fe Trail (Part I)

Sometimes things that aren't lost are pretty hard to find. And once you discover them, you realize you've simply got to tell everyone you know because the treasure just might disappear forever if other people don't know about it. This is how we felt about finding Fort Union National Park about thirty miles north of Las …

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Tent Rocks: someplace you gotta go, and my family thought they looked a little like something else . . .

Yes, they're called tent rocks, but as you wander through the trail to the top of the mesa, it feels like you're wandering through another world.  A bit like Star Wars or a bit phallus depending on your state of mind, but in either case, it is magnificent. The monument is about an hour north …

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