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No Matter Where You Go, There You Are*

No Matter Where You Go, There You Are*

  * In the immortal words of Buckaroo Banzai. It wasn’t until my dad’s death in 2006 that I truly understood what that phrase meant. Seems I had the emphasis on the wrong word for years. I’d been saying, “No matter where you go, there you are.” and kind of interpreted it as some kind of zen travel directive. But it’s supposed to be, “No matter where you go, there you are.” The You is inextricably tied to you. In…

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Thoughts of Home

Thoughts of Home

Leaving Death Valley I came across a pair of coyotes. One was on the left, and the other on the right. They could not reach each other for the traffic, but eventually, the one on the left made it safely across. It’s so beautiful out here, but a big part of me just wants to go home. And then there are days where I just want to drive. To see the highway unfurling itself in front of me for miles…

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Saline Valley Warm Springs

Saline Valley Warm Springs

I left Prescott, heartbroken. Weeks later now and I still am. I miss my little Pugsly. My scientific, logical mind knows that not only is my Pugsly not actually in this little wooden box, but the ashes in there are most likely a few different dogs all mixed up with hers. But my emotional mind cries, “I don’t want her to be alone! She’d be scared!” When I am ready, I will say goodbye and release her ashes. But I’m…

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Forward motion

Forward motion

Last week, I came back to Prescott, Arizona in order to take Pugsly to her vet. I got her ashes back on Wednesday and the little container will travel with us to our new town and my new jobby job in June. I decided it is logical to stay in here, where I have WiFi, in order to secure a home in my new town before I continue on this adventure. Or, I suppose, this is part of the adventure….

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Catching up: Tuweep / Toroweep Overlook : North Rim Grand Canyon

Catching up: Tuweep / Toroweep Overlook : North Rim Grand Canyon

My friend Bob from Spokane and I had agreed to meet at Pipe Spring National Monument near Fredonia, Arizona at noon Tuesday March 28th and then head out to Tuweep via the dirt Mt. Trumbull Road off highway 389. I was all set to camp at the Pipe Spring campground, but after a couple of hours of getting beaten up by the wind, I decided to go into Kanab and get a motel for the night. It had been a…

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