For once I put my money where my mouth is, and migrated toward winter camping without going through the new Phoenix, aka, St. George UT. This spared me a lot of white knuckle driving. I went over 9000 feet in altitude just to escape St. George. Next year I will look for a more efficient route. That put me into a new state, one that I haven't spent much time in. But I will, in the future. It is not worth putting up with the population explosion in southwestern Utah just to gawk at some red rocks. I've seen red rocks before. Ah yes, up to my old tricks, rhapsodizing about the 'dream-kraft ' of a vast landscape of receding ridgelines, made into chiaroscuros by puffie clouds in a wide open sky. The scenery is more moderate in this state, but that is OK. More moderate scenery translates into more enjoyable bicycling for me and my little cutie pie. We got a chance to look down onto an interesting arroyo and into...
Occupation of Independence
Early retirement, mainstream-media-free, bicycling, classic books & history, RV camping, and dogs.